chapter 10 miracle doctor Lachlan, please answer this question.

"According to my previous plan."
"By compressing the poison gas to the skin's epidermis and then using acupuncture, we can cure Old Master Keller."
"But now, I fear we need to add an additional step."
Christian's expression was solemn.
Hearing the implication in his words, Maryjane patted her chest and assured, "Mr. West, just command me whatever you need."
"As long as it can save my grandfather, even if it costs me my life..."
"It's not that serious."
Christian waved his hand, solemnly saying, "I need two weeds growing near the bathroom, three dung beetles, and a basin of foot-washing water."
"Also, I need a cauldron and two clay pots!"
"Okay, I'll go do it right now!"
Maryjane nodded and turned to prepare the necessary items.
The others, however, were full of mockery, feeling that this young man was just messing around.
They had never heard of these things being used to treat illness. He spoke so seriously, and Maryjane was very cooperative.
Previously, it was just speculation, but now it looked more and more like they were in cahoots.
Not only planning to kill someone, but also wanting to desecrate Old Master Keller's corpse, utterly heartless and insane!
A quarter of an hour later, Maryjane returned!
"Miss Keller, when I'm giving Old Master Keller acupuncture, you need to crush these things, put them all in the clay pot, and cook them."
"After I finish the acupuncture, you should feed Old Master Keller the boiled soup."
"Remember, act quickly. He must drink it all within a minute."
Hearing the instructions, Maryjane, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, personally started working!
Then, Christian lifted Old Master Keller's shirt, took out a silver needle, and started to insert it into his chest!
At the moment the needle hit the acupoint, a strand of invisible light emerged, transmitted into the body through the circulation of internal energy.
Centered on the chest cavity, it spread outward.
The internal energy subtly settled into every limb and bone of Old Master Keller!
"Swish."
The second needle, two as a pair, was inserted into the temples.
The third needle, four as a bunch, was pierced into the crown.
The fifth needle…
The sixth needle…
Christian continued to insert needles.
Each time, the technique and amount used were not only different but also mysterious.
It looked chaotic and crisscrossed from one angle, but if viewed from above, it was a complete layout with no apparent disorder.
The key was that, each time a needle was inserted, Old Master Keller's body would tremble.
As the internal energy deepened, all his pores began to open and close.
"Playing the devil!"
Lachlan spat disdainfully, "What's with this acupuncture? It's all flash, completely useless."
"Even Western medical equipment can't do it, and you expect these few needles to work miracles?"
"That's right, Western medicine is the orthodox, and traditional Chinese medicine is just a side path. It might be okay for health maintenance, but to think of curing diseases and saving lives is just a joke."
"I'd say, instead of relying on traditional Chinese medicine, it would be better to pray to gods and Buddhas, even praying is better than this!"
A group of doctors in white coats agreed.
They were Western medical practitioners and always looked down on traditional Chinese medicine.
Moreover, Christian's acupuncture method looked dazzling but was just a show.
But from beginning to end, Christian was immersed in his own world, undisturbed.
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
As the contents in the clay pot boiled, emitting an extremely foul odor.
Christian also inserted the last needle, withdrawing his internal energy. He was drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.
This acupuncture technique, called the Ninefold Reincarnation Acupuncture, originated in the Warring States period and was lost in the Ming dynasty.
It had the effect of bringing back the dead, but heavily relied on internal energy.
Even Christian had used at least fifty percent of his internal energy to successfully complete the technique.
To recover afterwards, he would need to rest for three to five days.
"Miss Keller, feed it to Old Master Keller now," Christian spoke.
Maryjane poured the pot water into a cup. When she brought it over, the stench was overwhelming, nauseating.
Everyone sneered and retreated, constantly complaining.
Even Maryjane hesitated, but looking at his firm eyes, she had to do it!
He was now the only hope for curing her grandfather, and she had to take the risk!
"Gurgle gurgle..."
As the pot water was all poured into Old Master Keller's mouth, he showed no reaction.
After lying back on the bed, Old Master Keller still looked as though he had passed away.
"This is still useless, isn't it?"
Lachlan let out a long sigh of relief.
He had just watched Christian's series of actions and thought there might be something to it.
But now it seemed like it was all just an act, with no real substance. He immediately mocked, "You think just messing around with a few silver needles can cure someone?"
"And bringing all these smelly things to disgust people, what are you really up to, young man?"
Christian, closely watching Old Master Keller's bodily changes, calmly said, "I say, you are truly a quack."
"It was one thing not to be able to tell the patient's life or death earlier, but now you can't even see the obvious improvement in the patient."
"I think calling you a quack is even giving you too much credit. Someone like you doesn't deserve to be a doctor and should be out of the medical field!"
Hearing this, Lachlan turned red with rage and angrily retorted, "Young man, don't get too cocky!"
"Don't think that just because President Keller backs you, you can boss me around!"
"If you really can cure Old Master Keller, I'll eat all your bottles and jars!"
At this moment.
Maryjane was about to rebuke, but just then, Old Master Keller, who had seemed lifeless and dead, suddenly spit out a large amount of blood!
The blood was dark purple and viscous.
With small bubbles forming.
It stained the ground and even emitted a faint white smoke.
"What kind of blood is he vomiting?"
"It looks like he's been poisoned!"
The crowd was shocked and before they could react, Old Master Keller, whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly opened them and murmured, "Water, I need water..."
"Grandpa!"
Maryjane cried out in surprise!
At that moment, she couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears!
She hadn't expected her grandfather to really be brought back to life!
Without a word, she immediately grabbed a cup of water, ran over, and helped her grandfather drink it. After gulping a few mouthfuls, he smiled and said, "Comforting, truly comforting."
"Master Shirou, Old Master's bodily functions have not only returned to normal but have also improved significantly!"
"He's not just alive, he's also gotten a lot better!"
At this moment, a doctor in a white coat went to check the equipment and, upon seeing the astonishing data, couldn't help but shout out!
The others crowded around, repeatedly verifying and, after ensuring there were no errors, all let out a sigh of relief, feeling the weight lift from their hearts.
Their looks towards Christian changed.
Their earlier mockery and ridicule had vanished.
Instead, there was an indescribable sense of astonishment and admiration.
"This young man has some skill."
"He actually brought back someone who was already dead."
"It's more than just being alive, he cured the man. Suddenly, I feel like I've wasted decades of medical practice."
"People really shouldn't be judged by their appearance."
The crowd murmured in admiration.
But Shirou and his daughter were gloomy, their hearts filled with mixed emotions, never expecting that Christian could actually bring someone back to life!
Especially Lachlan, his face ashen, looking at the triumphant Christian, wishing he could tear him apart!
"Grandpa, how do you feel now?"
Maryjane asked anxiously.
Old Master Keller, feeling the changes in his body, nodded repeatedly, "Good, better than ever."
"I used to feel uncomfortable all over, but now my back isn't sore, my legs don't hurt, and I feel energetic!"
"Even my previously groggy head is now clear. What exactly happened?"
"It was Mr. West who saved you!"
Maryjane looked excitedly towards Christian, deeply bowing, "Mr. West, thank you so much!"
"You cured my grandfather, you are the saviour of the Keller Family. From now on, you are a distinguished guest of our family!"
"Your affairs are my affairs. Just give the word, and the Keller Family will do its utmost!"
Christian, with a calm expression, said lightly, "Miss Keller, you're too kind. It was just a small effort, not worth mentioning."
He was just stating the truth.
But to others, these words were especially harsh.
Especially the doctors in white coats, who had been at their wits' end and didn't know what to do.
But in his case, it was just a 'small effort, not worth mentioning'?
There is no more severe form of face-slapping than this!
"By the way, Dr. West, what exactly was my illness?"
"Why is the blood I vomited different?"
"And with these small bubbles, am I..."
At this moment, Old Master Keller, who had just reacted, looked puzzled and curious at Christian.
But before he could finish, Christian suddenly gestured with his hand, his gaze shifting to Lachlan, and said indifferently, "I think, this question, you are the best person to answer."