Miraculous Doctor from the Mountain

Chapter 3: Rescue

A penniless beggar dared to be so arrogant in the Carmen family's compound.

A man in the courtyard, infuriated, was about to confront Oliver when Brook stopped him. In a low, sinister tone, Brook said, "Don't bother; let him treat the old man. As Flora said, if this beggar can't cure the old man, she'll give up the inheritance of the Carmen family..."

Brook's malicious intentions were clear; he had no intention of stopping Oliver. Let Oliver take the spotlight. After all, when the old man's illness couldn't be cured, Flora would have to leave the Carmen family, and Brook could finally be rid of her.

"Flora, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take your beggar to see Grandfather!" Brook sneered before entering the villa.

Amid the mocking whispers of onlookers, Flora led Oliver into the house.

Inside, the room had been transformed into a makeshift ward with oxygen and monitoring equipment. Old Carmen lay on the sickbed, reliant on a respirator to sustain his life, his condition critical.

Several expert doctors were quietly discussing among themselves. They were renowned figures in the medical field, recruited by the Carmen family from all over the country at considerable expense.

As Oliver approached the sickbed, about to feel Old Carmen's pulse, a young male doctor hurriedly intervened. "What are you doing? Who allowed you in?"

This doctor, Philip Jasper, was arrogant and graduated from the University of London. Despite his young age, he possessed exceptional medical skills, and many affluent individuals sought his services.

"Mr. Jasper," Brook said mockingly before Oliver could respond, "this guy is a so-called miracle worker and traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. My filial sister invited him to treat our grandfather!"

Observing Oliver's ragged appearance, Dr. Jasper frowned. He complained to Flora, "Miss Carmen, this is absurd! Traditional Chinese medicine is nothing but a scam. It's useless. Believe in me, believe in science. With me here, your grandfather might live a few more days. As for this talk of Chinese medicine, it's baseless. Anyone who believes in it is a fool!"

Flora was about to refute, but Oliver chuckled and sneered at Dr. Jasper, casting him a disdainful look. He berated him, "Maybe you've been to China before and had no slightest knowledge of the traditional Chinese medicine. Let me tell you, without traditional Chinese medicine, the five-thousand-year history of China wouldn't have endured until now. At least show some respect!"

Oliver's words were crude and offensive, not easy on the ears. Even Flora found it hard to listen. Regardless, Dr. Jasper was a specialist hired by the Carmen family, and this insult was...

Dr. Jasper, red-faced and trembling, pointed at Oliver and stammered, "You're a vulgar and shameless person! Traditional Chinese medicine has no scientific basis. It's merely witchcraft, an academic cancer with no contribution to global medicine..."

Oliver, angered by Dr. Jasper's words, interrupted, "Shut up, you ignorant fool! No contribution to global medicine? Let me tell you, traditional Chinese medicine isn't just about diagnosing and treating diseases. It encompasses geomancy and the Five Elements too!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine hasn't contributed to global medicine? Let me tell you. Han medicine in Japan, Korean medicine in Korea, Dong Yih in Vietnam—all of them developed based on traditional Chinese medicine. And you say it hasn't contributed?"

Dr. Jasper had limited knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and could only stare helplessly at Oliver's actions. He angrily warned Flora, "Don't listen to his grandiloquence! I warn you, if he treats the patient, I'll leave immediately. I absolutely won't associate with such people! As for the consequences, you'll have to bear them yourselves!"

After hearing Dr. Jasper's words, Flora's heart sank. She was skeptical about Oliver, considering his appearance and attire; he didn't look like a doctor. The conflict between Dr. Jasper and Oliver left Flora in a dilemma.

While she was troubled, the lifeline monitoring device beside the sickbed emitted an urgent series of beeping sounds. A nurse quickly informed Dr. Jasper, "The patient's blood pressure is dropping, high pressure 30, low pressure vanished!"

People crowded around as Old Carmen's body trembled, his breathing gradually weakening, teetering on the edge of life. Dr. Jasper urgently said, "Get the defibrillator quickly!"

Dr. Jasper knew very well that these symptoms at this moment indicated that Old Carmen's life was hanging by a thread, and he might leave this world today.

Flora felt helpless, her heart pounding. She anxiously rubbed her hands together, tears swirling in her eyes. Brook, indifferent, stood to the side, coldly observing, eager for the old man to die so he could inherit the estate.

Previously carefree and smiling, Oliver now wore a serious expression. Swiftly pulling out a needle case from his pocket, he revealed two silver needles with an exquisite and ancient design.

Inserting the needles into Old Carmen's certain acupoints, the moment the silver needles stimulated the acupoints, Old Carmen's body trembled even more violently. Dr. Jasper, holding the defibrillator, shouted, "Get away, the patient is critical!"

Ignoring the warning, Oliver continued to administer the needles. Holding his breath, he concentrated, his expression solemn, as if he had transformed into a different person. With a slight exertion of force, most of the silver needles entered the acupoints.

Gently manipulating the needles, the previously convulsing Old Carmen gradually calmed down, becoming still.

"The patient is..."

A nearby nurse, seeing Old Carmen's body stop trembling and his breath suddenly cease, turned to Dr. Jasper and exclaimed.

Flora, overwhelmed with grief, regret, and guilt, blamed herself. Originally, her grandfather could have lived a little longer. But now, because of Oliver, the questionable doctor she invited here herself, she feared he had departed from this world too soon.

Brook, secretly satisfied, shed a few tears on his face, pointing at Oliver and cursing, "You stinking beggar! You damn well killed my grandfather. Today, if you don't give me an explanation, don't think about leaving the Carmen family..."

He rushed forward to strike Oliver, and the Carmen family members who had gathered in the courtyard streamed into the villa. Seeing that Oliver had hastened Old Carmen's demise, they joined in the verbal assault.

The room became chaotic and tumultuous.