Chapter 636

Shannon frowned suspiciously. Hans The Fool? Who is Hans The Fool?

However, she recovered her senses quickly and instantly became infuriated.

Who the f**k is he calling Hans The Fool?

However, saving my father is more important than anything now.

She hurriedly walked over.

Zeke stretched his hands out and wanted to pull on her hair.

Instinctively, Shannon covered her head in shock.

“Do you want to save him or not! Move your hand away!” Zeke bellowed.

Left with no choice, Shannon could only tolerate the humiliation and move her hands away.

Zeke released the elastic band that secured her hair in a ponytail. Immediately, her hair came loose and landed neatly on her shoulders.

Zeke teased, “You toy with knives and weapons, and yet you have long hair. It seems you are rather vain. But tell you what, I don’t think you need this elastic band anymore. You look better with long hair anyway.”

Shannon was utterly astonished and confused.

We are saving a life here! How can he say that!

My father’s life is more important than anything!

Zeke said, “Go and get more elastic bands. I will need it.”

Without hesitation, Shannon turned her head and instructed her family, “Give me all of your elastic bands.”

Within a short moment, she managed to gather a dozen of them. She quickly passed them all to Zeke.

Adeptly, Zeke used the elastics to separate the blisters from the rest of the patient’s body. Tossing a bag of sulfur to Shannon, he instructed, “Place this on the patient’s legs.”

She quickly did as she was told.

At the same time, Zeke took out his needles and administered acupuncture on the patient.

It was the eighth needle in the Ammo Needle set – a needle that will stop all bleeding.

It would reduce the speed of blood flow and eventually cause the patient to stop bleeding out.

From the side, Master Healer Lowe looked at Zeke’s acupuncture. His eyes flashed in excitement.

This method looks very familiar!

Is this...Is this perhaps the legendary Ammo Needle?

The Ammo Needle was invented by the Great Marshal from Eurasia. It was never passed down to anybody!

Could this young man be a disciple of the legendary Great Marshal?

Well, my humiliation was all worth it. This man must be a disciple!

After a series of emergency procedures done by Zeke, the patient looked much better.

He seemed much less in pain, and his previously dilated pupils returned to normal. The black spot in his eyes was nowhere to be seen.

The blisters on his skin also subsided on the application of sulfur.

Shannon took her father’s pulse and breathing and finally exhaled with a sigh of relief. Father is finally not in a critical condition anymore.

The rest of the Han family relaxed upon this sight. They walked up to Zeke Williams to thank him.

Meanwhile, Shannon glared at Master Healer Lowe and accused unforgivingly, “Master Healer Lowe, you almost killed my father. You can’t be known as a divine doctor. You’re just a bad doctor! A quack!”

Master Healer Lowe’s face instantly turned as pale as ash.

This will be the end of me.

If what happened today spread, my reputation will be tarnished! It will be the end of my high-flying career!

From a divine doctor to a quack? I rather die than be known as a quack!

At that moment, he fell into despair and wanted to take his life so badly.

However, Zeke suddenly spoke, “That’s enough. How can you kill the chef after being fed? Don’t be so ungrateful. If it was not for him who paved the way for my treatment, I might not have saved your father either.”

“Master Healer Lowe probably took up thirty percent of the success this time.”

Master Healer Lowe glanced at him in gratitude.

As the saying goes, a dilettante only recognizes the bustle, but a connoisseur knows the artistry. As a medical practitioner, he knew he had no part to play in saving the patient, and if not for Zeke, he could have caused the death of the man.

It was obvious Zeke was helping him by crediting him more than he deserved.

This young man’s mindset and tolerance were beyond his expectations.

It went without saying that he had deep respect and admiration for Zeke and held him in high esteem.

Upon Zeke’s words, the Han family looked at Master Healer Lowe in a less hostile manner.

Speaking to her helpers, Shannon said, “Go and get ten million as his fees.”

However, Zeke laughed and shook his head, “Ten million? You think I will be satisfied with that? You must be kidding me.”

“No amount of money will ever pay for my services. Shannon, just kneel and apologize. I will take that as my fees.”

Master Healer Lowe knew Zeke spoke the truth.

For a disciple of the Great Marshal to treat a patient was a rare occurrence, and it was indeed true that no amount of money could pay for that.

However, Shannon thought Zeke wanted to humiliate her on purpose.

Gritting her teeth, she spat out, “You...you are going overboard here.”

“Get me a hundred million. The Han family never owes anyone anything,” She told her servants.