âHuh?â
Everyone stared at the little girl.
Her eyelashes fluttered gently as she slowly opened her eyes.
She actually woke up.
Cherylâs eyes widened, she couldnât believe what she was seeing.
However, after waking up, the little girl felt extremely uncomfortable. She placed both of her hands on
her neck area as if she was suffocating.
âThereâs something in her throat. Itâs still stuck!â James said panickedly.
âLet me handle this!â Alex said and pressed his hand against the little girlâs chest. He lightly poked on
her chest again, as if he were playing a lute.
Cheryl recognized this method. Alex had massaged his motherâs limbs the same.
With a loud thud, Alex pressed down hard on the little girlâs chest. An object flew out of her mouth as
she spat it out.
It was a kumquat.
The man suddenly remembered something and exclaimed. âItâs the mountain hawthorn. I bought some
for Zoey a while ago. I thought she had finished it earlier. I didnât think itâ¦â
Alex said, âIt was stuck too deep in her throat so it couldnât be slapped out. No matter, everythingâs fine
now.â
As expected, the little girl was able to breathe normally again. Her cheeks were slightly flushed as well.
She turned to the man. âPapa!â
The man hugged his daughter tightly. He thought that he had lost her. He sobbed uncontrollably as
mixed emotions welled up in his heart.
Alex turned to James. âDid you catch that, old man?â
James seemed exceptionally excited. His eyes lit up. âIt⦠It really is the Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell!
God, I didnât think Iâd be able to witness it firsthand in this lifetime! I can die in peace now! But⦠Iâm old,
my eyes arenât all that well. You were doing it a little too fast, so Iâ¦â
Alex smiled, noticing that there were a pen and a few pieces of paper lying on the office desk.
He walked over and immediately wrote on a random piece of paper.
In just two minutes, he was done writing.
Alex handed James the piece of paper and said, âHere you go.â
James retrieved it and examined it. His lower lip trembled in shock. âThis⦠This is the full version of
the Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell? Youâ¦Youâre just going to give it to me?â
Every doctor would only hope to get their hands on such a mystical acupuncture methodâit was
priceless!
How could this man just give it out like that? Was he a spendthrift?
Alex didnât mind at all. The Thirteen Acupunctures of Hell was just an insignificant method within the
larger Ultimate Book of Medicine. All of this information came to him for free as well, hence he didnât
think to keep all of this to himself.
He said, âOld man, youâre the legendary doctor of California. Youâve saved countless lives. If I gave this
acupuncture method to you, more people could be saved. So, why shouldnât I give it to you? You can
teach it to Dr. Cheryl Coney too.â
James was old. But, he dropped to his knees and thanked Alex. âI, James Coney, am forever grateful
to you for entrusting me with this knowledge. I have nothing much to offer, but I thank you on the behalf
of everyone else who is in need as well. Thank you, young man, for your generosity.â
âOh please, donât kneel for me, old man. Get up, please, you really donât have to thank me.â Alex said
as he helped James up.
The little girlâs father was incredibly thankful towards Alex as well.
He felt especially regretful that he had just kicked Alex in the waist. He felt so embarrassed.
âYoung doctor, Iâm so sorry for my behavior just a while ago. You saved my daughter; you revived her;
you basically saved my whole family! I should be damned for life, to think that I wanted to beat you up!
Oh, I havenât even introduced myself. Iâm Charles Carter, from Waylon Realtyâ¦â
Before he could finish his sentence, Alex interrupted. âPlease, donât blame yourself. I understand how
you felt. Your daughter just woke up, so you have to take better care of her now! Sir, Dr. Coney, if you
will please excuse me, I have to go visit my mom in the hospital now.â
He turned around and left the clinic so quickly James couldnât even catch up to him.
Charles froze. âOh no, I forgot to ask for the young doctorâs name. I have to repay him for saving my
daughter somehow! Dr. Coney, you know him, right?â
James looked towards Cheryl.
Cheryl replied, âHeâs the son of the founder of Rockefeller Group. His name is Alex Rockefeller.â
Charles was stunned. âHuh? That was him?â
James immediately chimed in as well. âCherry, you should catch up to him! We canât just receive from
him like this, we have to repay him too!â