chapter 20 Let him heal on his own

"You said there was shrapnel that needed to be removed, and now you said you won't do the surgery. Are you playing Mr. Massey and Mrs. Massey?" Professor Cornell seemed to have caught Carver's hand and asked excitedly. Hymen frowned. He found that Professor Cornell really didn't look like an expert today and was too preoccupied. Giselle, who had been silent for the whole time, said coldly, "Professor Cornell, Mr. Massey and Mrs. Massey didn't raise any questions. How did you come up with so much nonsense?" Professor Cornell was about to act like an expert and scold him, but turned around and recognized Giselle, who had just been unaware. His face suddenly turned pale and his lips trembled, "Miss Wade." He didn't dare to offend the granddaughter of the underground leader of the five provinces. Giselle gave him a warning look and said to Carver, "Mr. Larsen, here you go." Carver nodded and walked to the side of Vance head. "Give me a razor and a scalpel." Professor Cornell was about to ask Carver if he didn't want surgery? But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was intimidated by Giselle cold eyes, and he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. In order to provide timely treatment, the Massey family prepared various medical instruments and quickly brought Carver a razor and scalpel. Carver used a razor to shave off some hair on Vance head, exposing his scalp. Then take out the golden needle. Hymen was not surprised. He had seen Carver before when he treated his headache. But other experts showed surprise. Gold needles are thinner and softer than silver needles, so they are not suitable for ordinary people to use. Can Carver do it at such a young age? Carver picked up eighteen golden needles without any distractions and dropped them all within three seconds. Vance immediately lost all consciousness and closed his eyes. Hymen, who had not seen Carver treating Cecilia last time, looked shocked, "Eighteen Needles of Good Fortune, this is the Eighteen Needles of Good Fortune!" "It's really the Eighteen Needles of Good Fortune. "Another expert also recognized it, "Young man, where did you learn it? Aren't the Eighteen Needles of Good Fortune long lost and only introduced in major medical texts?" Once the treatment started, Carver was distracted and did not give any response. After dropping the needle, he picked up a sharp scalpel and placed it on Vance head, making a five-millimeter incision, with a little blood oozing out. Then he placed the palm of his right hand on the top of his head, circulated the spiritual energy, condensed the energy instead of the knife, and penetrated into Vance's head from the incision. Hymen breath was stagnant, and his old face was excited. Two experts also stared at Carver with wide eyes. One of them also nudged Hymen and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Sackville, I just saw some white threads flashing. Is he using condensed the energy instead of the knife? But isn't just a legend?" Adler couldn't help but take a step closer when she heard the sound. Hymen lowered his voice and replied, "Using energy to control needles, using energy to detoxify, and condensing energy to instead knife are indeed legends for us. But it is said that they existed in ancient times, but because of the harsh learning conditions and the rise of modern medicine, gradually it was lost.” "I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today. Mr. Larsen might really be able to cure Mr. Massey." Originally, Alder had some doubts about Carver's ability. Now listening to Hymen words, she began to feel confident. Giselle also fell unexpectedly and thought to herself: Grandpa didn't lie to me? Is Mr. Larsen really a miracle doctor? Only Professor Cornell became uneasy, his palms sweating nervously. More than ten minutes later, Carver moved his right hand, and when he opened his palm, there was a small hard object with a sticky layer on its surface. Hymen, who could not bear it for a long time, hurriedly asked, "Mr. Larsen, did you just use the Eighteen needles of Good Fortune and the condensed the energy instead of the knife to remove foreign objects from the human body without surgery?" "You still have some knowledge." Carver nodded and handed the small hard object to Hymen, "Besides, Professor Cornell is your man. You should remember what he said just now." Professor Cornell, who was also shocked, came to his senses and nervously moved towards the small hard object. Hymen Song looked solemn and took a piece of gauze to wipe off the sticky substance on the surface of the hard object. It was indeed a corroded and discolored shrapnel. He immediately said, "Professor Cornell, starting from today, you have been expelled from the city hospital. In addition, the Medical Association will also remove you. From now on, you will no longer be a doctor. People who care about everything and only care about their own face will not listen to people who have to agree with them." You are qualified to be a doctor again!” "Dean Sackville, I was wrong, please forgive me this time." "Young man, I apologize to you, please ask Dean Sackville not to remove me." But given Carver's performance and the facts, no one sympathized with Professor Cornell. Adler even asked the bodyguards to come over and drag the person out directly, so as not to disturb Carver subsequent treatment. Seeing Carver's methods with his own eyes, Hymen respected him even more, "Mr. Larsen, how will the laceration and infection of the wound be treated next?" Adler was also full of respect for Carver at this moment, "Mr. Larsen, just tell me what you want to do." "Let Mr. Massey heal on his own." Ah? Hymen opened his mouth wide and glanced at Vance's wound, "Mr. Larsen, I'm afraid this kind of wound cannot repair himself, right?" She thought Carver didn't want to continue the treatment. Adler said, "Mr. Larsen, please continue to treat Vance. We will agree to whatever medical fee you want!" Carver smiled and said, "Mrs. Massey, you misunderstood. What I mean by self-healing is to prepare a medicine for Mr. Massey to take. It can not only eliminate his infection, reduce fat and lose weight, but also stimulate his self-healing ability and reach the degree of self-healing.” "Otherwise, even if the injury is stabilized with simple treatment and suturing, it will cause a second degree of tearing, which will treat the symptoms but not the root cause." Hymen was surprised, "Mr. Larsen, what kind of medicine did you prepare? It has so many effects?" "An ancient prescription." The explanation was unclear. Carver replied casually, then found paper and pen to write a prescription and handed it to Adler, "Mrs. Massey, please have someone prepare these medicinal materials. Come over tomorrow for preparation. Then Mr. Massey only needs to take it for half a month and he will be completely cured!" Adler solemnly took the prescription, "Thank you, Mr. Larsen. What about Vance now?" Carver turned around and removed all the golden needles. Vance opened his eyes immediately, raised his right hand subconsciously and patted his head, "What happened to me just now?" Seeing that her husband could raise his hands after waking up, Adler couldn't hold back her tears anymore, "Vance, can you move?" Hymen and others were also surprised. They didn't expect Vance's paralysis was cured. Vance reacted, sat up and said, "I can really move." Then he quickly stood up and expressed his gratitude to Carver, "Mr. Larsen, thank you." "You're welcome, Mr. Massey." Carver waved his hand and said, "Now I will teach you a set of breathing exercises. You can do them twice a day. You can better stimulate your self-healing ability when you take the medicine." Hymen suddenly said, "I see. No wonder Mr. Larsen just said that Mr. Massey must regain physical consciousness before treating the laceration."