Chapter 5: The Healer's Guild

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Rowena's brows twitched lightly. As someone who valued mental purity, she decided that the first urgent task upon returning to Lotusville would be to bring Mitchell and annul this marriage immediately. Plop! Just as Rowena's thoughts were racing, a muffled sound suddenly came from beside her. A female passenger had fallen in the aisle, her face pale and her breathing quick! "Oh no, a passenger has fainted!" the stewardess shouted in panic. The incident happened suddenly, and the first-class cabin descended into chaos. All the passengers were panicking and talking among themselves. The woman who had fainted seemed to be a high-profile celebrity. Several bodyguards immediately surrounded her to prevent the crowd from getting too close. The woman's secretary, panicking, took out a medicine bottle from her bag while calling anxiously, "Ms. Lowe, don't scare me. Wake up, Ms. Lowe!" However, after the female secretary administered medicine to Yelena Lowe, her condition still did not improve. She even began to twitch, and her lips turned purple. It seemed her life was in danger! Several flight attendants attempted to perform a simple CPR on the woman, but it still didn't help. The surrounding passengers shook their heads and sighed, lamenting Yelena's poor fate. "Oh, she looks sick. It looks like she's going to die..." "Yeah, she can't even breathe. It's a pity she's still so young!" "Tsk, tsk, everything is fated; you can't control it at all..." The unhelpful remarks made the atmosphere in the cabin even heavier. "Is there a doctor on the plane?" In desperation, a stewardess looked around for help, but most of the first-class passengers were businesspeople. It seemed like the poor woman had her fate sealed. However, at that critical moment, a thin and tall figure appeared! "Chest tightness, coughing, respiratory distress, accompanied by tremors in both arms and syncope... These are symptoms of weakened heart pumping function and reduced activity endurance... It's just a heart attack; it won't kill anyone." As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Mitchell. The stewardess probed, "Sir, are you...?" Mitchell showed a bright smile. "What a coincidence, I am a doctor." There happened to be a doctor on the plane, which rekindled hope in everyone's hearts! But then the passengers started talking again, pointing at Mitchell because he was young and looked like a student. However, Mitchell didn't care about their doubts at all; he walked up to the female patient and squatted down. After taking a close look at Yelena's face and figure, Mitchell couldn't help but feel dazed. Although the woman's face was pale at this time, her features and sexy figure were still striking. However, having already met the stunning Rowena, he was no longer impressed by this woman. "Doctor, please save Ms. Lowe! Please!" At this time, Yelena's secretary grabbed Mitchell's sleeve agitatedly and begged with tears. Mitchell nodded and smiled. "Don't worry, I'm here; everything will be alright!" After saying that, Mitchell stretched out his hand, but the next scene shocked everyone in the cabin! "Slash..." Mitchell suddenly tore the female patient's stockings with both hands! He tore the stockings of a dying female patient in public. The others mused, "Is this a doctor or a gangster? Is this the end of morality and humanity?" Mitchell's shocking move made Rowena's scalp numb and left her stunned. She couldn't believe that the fiancé she had just bought for a billion dollars was blatantly tearing off another woman's stockings in front of her! The woman mused, "He should be tearing my stockings off instead of other women's…" Moreover, Mitchell's strange behavior immediately aroused public outrage. Passengers around him angrily called him a "pervert," and some righteous souls even wanted to beat him. But Mitchell's eyes remained clear; in the eyes of a doctor, there was no difference between men and women. "The patient's shortness of breath, syncope, and weak nasal breathing are obviously due to arterial stenosis, which leads to myocardial ischemia. This explains the accompanying symptoms of swelling and the purple coloration in her lower limbs..." Mitchell explained calmly while removing Yelena's high heels. At this time, Yelena's stockings had been completely torn by Mitchell. As expected, there was noticeable swelling in her lower limbs, and her toenails displayed a shocking purple hue! "Tearing the stockings is intended to relieve pressure on the patient's lower limbs, promote blood circulation throughout the body, and reduce the chance of myocardial infarction." Then, Mitchell raised his head, glared at everyone, and sneered, "I'm not a pervert, okay? I'm a certified traditional medicine doctor!" After hearing Mitchell's words, the onlookers turned their attention back to Yelena. With the stockings torn, the edema in her lower limbs had reduced significantly, and the purple on her toenails gradually faded. Time waits for no one. Taking advantage of the confusion, Mitchell quickly retrieved a needle box from his bag. When he opened the box, there were thirteen silver needles glowing with a cold light, neatly arranged within. These were the "Thirteen Needles of Dragon," passed down from the ancestors of the Healer's Guild. They were also a gift left by Mitchell's father, Hugh, before he left home to travel the world. Normally, no one would be able to carry silver needles through airport security, indicating that the material of these "Thirteen Needles of Dragon" was exceptionally special! Immediately, Mitchell used the technique from the ancestral medical classic "Divine Farmer Mantra." A burst of purple mist appeared in his eyes as he concentrated his energy. Swoosh! A flash of silver light shot out, and a silver needle accurately penetrated two inches above the horizontal crease of Yelena's wrist. As soon as the silver needle entered the acupuncture point, Yelena's face suddenly regained color, and her eyelashes began to flutter, indicating she had regained some consciousness! "Oh my God, the patient has regained consciousness! It looks like she can be saved!" "Yes, it seems this young man is truly a doctor!" "Hmm, we must have misunderstood this young man just now." The surrounding passengers, who had originally doubted Mitchell, were now shocked, and their impression of him changed completely. Whoosh! Whoosh! His fingers moved like the wind, and his power was like lightning. With a calm expression, Mitchell inserted two more silver needles into Yelena's body again. All of the areas he targeted were responsible for heart health. Even some renowned traditional medicine doctors would hesitate to target all three at the same time when diagnosing and treating heart disease, as it was difficult to gauge the appropriate amount and could easily increase the risk to the patient's life. But Mitchell came from the Healer's Guild, a family of traditional medicine practitioners. He had studied medicine for more than ten years and was exceptionally talented! In the next moment, Mitchell skillfully controlled the three silver needles simultaneously, twisting them lightly. His slender fingertips showed remarkable precision. The silver needles penetrated an inch and a half into the acupuncture points, neither deep nor shallow, more accurately than a machine. This was the realm of energy acupuncture. However, if one were to search across the country, one could only find a few who could reach this level of expertise. Ten seconds later, Yelena's charming cheeks had completely regained their rosy hue, followed by a violent cough. Swish! Swish! Swish! Mitchell retracted the needles in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he packed up the needle box and put it back in his luggage.

Chapter 5: The Healer's Guild

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