The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt)

Chapter 25

With a bag of fresh fruits, Haylan hurried toward the Emergency Department as if his life depended

on it.

After giving Declan a piece of his mind, Haylan was ready to head home when his phone rang. It was his sister, Felicia, urgently informing him that her child was sick and had been admitted to the hospital.

Haylan didn’t waste a second and quickly grabbed some fresh fruits before rushing to the hospital. Nothing else mattered as he focused solely on getting to his sister’s child as fast as possible.

“Sir!”

Haylan had just arrived at the hospital and was on his way to the pediatric ward when Sterling Kwen rushed up to him. Without hesitation, Sterling fell to his knees and clung to Haylan’s legs, tears streaming down his face. “Thank goodness, I finally found you, sir,” Sterling sobbed. “Please, please help me.”

“Who are you?” Haylan asked, feeling a bit bewildered by Sterling’s sudden outburst.

“Who is this person?” he thought to himself. “I don’t even know him.”

“I’m Sterling, a doctor here at the hospital. Do you remember me?” Sterling asked, hoping to jog Haylan’s memory. “You used acupuncture to save an old man who collapsed on the street not too long ago.

“The old man’s condition has worsened, and we desperately need your help to save him,” Sterling implored, looking up at Haylan with tear-filled

eyes.

“Please, Sir, I implore you to help us save the old man’s life.”

Sterling wasted no time getting straight to the point and clearly explained the situation to Haylan.

“His condition has worsened? Did you take out the silver needles I inserted into him?” Haylan furrowed his brow in confusion.

“I didn’t realize how crucial the silver needles were. I’m sorry.” Sterling apologized, his voice filled with regret.

Haylan’s expression turned icy as he spoke. “Why bother coming to me if you won’t listen to my advice? I have urgent matters to attend to and can’t waste my time playing games,” he said, dismissively waving his hand.

With that, he turned to leave to visit his sister, his mind still preoccupied with the urgent matters at

hand.

Sterling quickly grabbed Haylan’s leg, desperately pleading, “Sir, please, if you don’t intervene, the patient’s family will kill us all.

“It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have underestimated you. I’m such a terrible person!

“Please!”

After speaking, he even harshly slapped himself in the face, tears streaming down as he desperately pleaded.

Haylan furrowed his brow slightly but eventually relented, his voice low. “Alright, take me there.”

Sterling was overjoyed and quickly wiped away his tears, leading Haylan to the emergency room to save the patient.

As soon as Haylan stepped into the emergency room, his gaze fell on the patient lying on the bed,

Dominic. His expression turned cold, and he approached the bed with an air of authority.

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“Sure enough, the silver needle in Dominic’s heart acupoint has been removed,” Haylan thought with. a cold smirk.

“Sir!”

Lucy’s eyes lit up as she saw Haylan. She immediately rushed over, grabbed his hand, and pleaded, “Please, you have to save my grandpa… he’s dying”

She cried with tears streaming down her face, evoking sympathy from those around her.

*Relax, I’m here now. Your grandfather will be okay.”

Haylan gently touched her hair and comforted her in a soft voice.

Haylan couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion as he saw Lucy, as she reminded him of his little sister. He looked at her with tender affection, wanting to do everything he could to help her.

Everyone present was dumbfounded at the sight.

They whispered to each other, “Isn’t Miss Zabel the wealthy heiress of the Zabel family? How dare the man touch her hair like that?

“It’s simply too audacious and presumptuous!”

“Lucy, is this the so-called divine healer you mentioned?”

Shawn intervened and forcefully pushed Haylan’s hand away, shooting him a cold, suspicious glance.

Shawn’s face darkened as he continued to observe Haylan. “I don’t think this young man has the skills. to be a real divine healer, and certainly not capable enough to save my father’s life.”

“Is that so, Dad? I saw it with my own eyes. Grandpa recovered after just a few needles from him,” Lucy said.

“Miss Zabel, don’t let yourself be taken for a ride. This guy here seems to be nothing more than at street charlatan, a phony!” William declared in a frigid tone.

Haylan glanced at them and put the fruits aside. “Whether I am or not, let’s try to find out,” he said.

With his words said, Haylan walked toward Dominic, took out his silver needles, and prepared to

start treatment.

“Listen up, youngster. Do you really think a few silver needles can save someone’s life? Well, let me make it clear, if you mess up and cause any harm, you’ll be held accountable!” Charlie warned, looking at Haylan with a stern expression.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, “I was worried that I couldn’t find a scapegoat, but now the youngster has stepped forward to treat Old Mr. Zabel. So I can easily shift the blame for the

ineffective rescue onto him, make him take the fall, and bear the wrath of the Zabel family.”

“I know!” Haylan said firmly.

Charlie sneered. “Hah! Acupuncture for curing illnesses? What nonsense! Traditional medicine is at load of rubbish. If acupuncture can be used for emergency treatment, I’ll gladly chop off my head and let you use it as a football!” He looked at Haylan with a look of contempt.

He believed that traditional medicine was utterly inadequate in emergencies.

Moreover, he believed that Haylan, being so unknown and unremarkable, must be a fraudster.

In response, Haylan’s eyes turned cold as he stared at Charlie and said in a deep voice, “Alright, I’ll remember those words.”

His anger flared as he thought, “I can tolerate insults directed at me, but insulting traditional medicine is unacceptable!”

He took a deep breath and prepared to make his move, determined to prove that traditional

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medicine was still a powerful force.

“Wait a minute!” Shawn exclaimed in a deep voice.

He remained skeptical of Haylan’s abilities and was unwilling to take any chances.

“Dad, I trust him. Let him treat Grandpa,” Lucy asserted.

Shawn furrowed his eyebrows, intending to say something more, but Haylan had already sprung into

action.

Haylan was quicker this time, with his hands moving as fast as a fluttering butterfly as he inserted silver needles into the acupoints around Dominic’s heart.

[Buzz!]

As soon as the silver needles pierced Dominic’s skin, they emitted a faint white light.

At the same time, the silver needles emitted a buzzing sound.

“What?”

As he witnessed this scene, William, the renowned traditional medicine divine physician, widened his eyes in disbelief. “Needle radiance, needle sonic… how is this possible?”

“Mr. Hawk, what’s going on?” Charlie asked, puzzled.

Shawn, Lucy, and others were also puzzled.

“Needle radiance, needle sonic,” exclaimed William, his eyes wide with disbelief. “These are skills that only a grand master of medicine, with profound inner strength and unparalleled medical expertise, can unleash!”

He looked at Haylan with a shocked expression and trembled, “As far as I know, there are no more than ten divine healers in the country who can produce needle radiance and needle sonic with such profound internal strength and medical skills.”

“Among them, Maxwell Rivers, the Master of the Divine Healers Sect, is one of the few who can do it,” he said, staring at Haylan in awe.

“Wow!”

His words caused a stir among the crowd.

All eyes turned to Haylan, their gazes filled with newfound respect and admiration.

Maxwell Rivers, the Master of the Divine Healers Sect, was a national treasure and a medical god who could steady the world with his exceptional skills.

It was astonishing that William would even compare Haylan to Maxwell, which showed just how extraordinary Haylan’s medical skills must be.

Suddenly, William stared intently at the needles that Haylan had just inserted, his eyes filled with shock as he exclaimed, “The Eighteen Needles of Exorcism!”

“That’s incredible! Hasn’t this acupuncture skill been lost for over 300 years? How could he possibly know this technique?” William exclaimed in disbelief.

“What is the Eighteen Needles of Exorcism, Mr. Hawk?” Lucy asked curiously, turning to William Hawk.

The Eighteen Needles of Exorcism is an ancient acupuncture skill that can supposedly eliminate any evil or demonic presence in the body and has the miraculous ability to heal patients on the verge of death,” William explained.

His gaze was fixated on the 18 silver needles as they fell from Haylan’s hand. His excitement was so palpable that it made his beard stick up. “I would never have imagined I’d have the privilege of

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witnessing this today,” he exclaimed. “It’s truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I can now die without regrets.”

Tears streamed down his face as he spoke.

Upon hearing William’s explanation, Shawn, Lucy, Charlie, Sterling, and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Their curiosity was piqued. “Is there really such a miraculous acupuncture skill in the world?” they wondered.

[Beep beep…]

Just as they were puzzled and bewildered with Haylan’s treatment, the data on the electrocardiogram monitor began to change continuously, gradually shifting from the red danger line to the normal green line.

The ECG slowly shifted from its heart attack indication to a normal waveform.

Dominic’s breathing became steady and smooth.

His pale face gradually regained color, and a healthy flush spread across his cheeks.

“He’s fine!”

“Great, he really survived!”

“How amazing, he really can bring people back to life!”

Upon seeing this scene, Shawn, and the others, were overjoyed, thrilled almost to the point of jumping up and down in excitement.

“What the…”

Charlie looked at Dominic, who had come back to life, with an expression of disbelief. His mouth. hung open in shock, and he was so overwhelmed that he couldn’t even utter a word.

He couldn’t help but doubt himself. “We have so many doctors and professors who couldn’t save the patients, yet the youngster’s 18 needles managed to revive him.”

“How is that even possible?” he wondered aloud.