Chapter 8 (Ancient Technique)

"Miracle Doctor, please take me as your apprentice!"

Right after he spoke, Jonathan bowed to Jacob.

Gaping in response, Jacob realized he no longer had any energy left.

As for Stefanie, she gave Jonathan a bewildered look. "Dr. Watson, what are you doing? My dad hasn't even woken up yet."

Stefanie didn't understand why Jonathan was addressing Jacob as a miracle doctor when her father was still unconscious.

"Ms. McMillan, you're probably not aware that this gentleman had just applied the Soul Resurrection Needle, which is capable of reviving a dead man. Therefore, Mr. McMillan will be just fine!" Jonathan explained.

"He's that good?" Stefanie gaped at Jacob in disbelief. If what Jonathan says is true, Jacob really deserves his title as the Miracle Doctor.

"I can't believe you actually know the Soul Resurrection Needle!" Jonathan exclaimed in awe.

The Soul Resurrection Needle was an ancient acupuncture technique that had been lost through the generations. However, Jacob didn't understand what Jonathan was talking about, as he had only learned it from Bishop.

"Miracle Doctor, I'm Dr. Jonathan Watson, deputy president of the Pentagon Association of Traditional Medicine. I have read about this technique in some ancient books and didn't expect to have the honor of witnessing it in action today. Please, accept me as your student."

With that, Jonathan prostrated in front of Jacob.

Just when Jacob was confounded by Jonathan's reaction, coughs rang out in the room. Bill was finally awake.

"Dad!" Stefanie reacted quickly by trying to help him up. However, Jacob held her back. "Ms. McMillan, he's not supposed to move yet. You'll have to wait for me to remove the needles."

Holding Stefanie's slender hands, he could feel how warm and gentle it felt.

The sudden sensation felt like a jolt to him. As for Stefanie, she, too, felt the warmth from his hands. Blushing, she remarked, "This is all thanks to you."

Jacob frantically released Stefanie's hand before collecting himself. With a wave of his hand, the eighty-one needles were pulled toward his palm as if there was a magnetic force at work.

"It's done," Jacob informed Stefanie while returning the needles to Jonathan.

At that moment, Stefanie no longer had any doubts left about Jacob. Thanking him, she helped Bill up with teary eyes.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Stefanie inquired.

"I'm fine. I feel good, to be honest." Bill let out a slight smile.

Upon noticing Jonathan kneeling on the ground, he asked curiously, "What's going on?"

After Stefanie related how Jacob had saved him with the Soul Resurrection Needle, Bill was astounded.

When Jacob diagnosed his ailment just by looking at him, Bill was already impressed. Nevertheless, he didn't expect the young man to be so skillful that the deputy president of the Association of Traditional Medicine would drop to his knees and beg to be accepted as a student.

"Young man, you have saved me twice already. From today onward, you are a benefactor of the McMillan family. I will readily fulfill any request you have as long as it's within my powers," Bill declared resolutely.

"You're being too kind, Mr. McMillan, as I barely did anything. Furthermore, this is a blessing you deserve for all the charity you have done."

After giving a cordial reply, Jacob changed his tact. "Although I used the Soul Resurrection Needle to save your life temporarily, you will still die within three months if your ailment isn't treated."

Having heard Jacob's words, Bill dropped to his knees. "Please, sir, I'm willing to give you everything I have as long as you save my life."

Fearing death, Bill no longer addressed Jacob as a "young man." Instead, he greeted him as "sir," as he was really worried that Jacob would refuse to help him.

In order to survive, he was willing to give Jacob all of his assets. As the richest man in Pentagon, Bill was unimaginably wealthy. Consequently, anyone would be envious of Jacob for being in such a position.

"Mr. McMillan, there's no need for that. I'm obliged to save you after running into you. Nonetheless, there are some rare herbs that I need, and I hope you can prepare them for me."

Jacob could not afford to buy Bill any herbs. The herbs he requested were so expensive that they were out of the masses' reach.

"Sir, whatever you need, just say the word!" Bill nodded at once. Then, he turned to Stefanie and instructed, "Stefanie, prepare a pen and paper to write them down."

Meanwhile, Jacob felt awkward when Bill kept addressing him as "sir." Hence, he suggested, "Mr. McMillan, my name is Jacob Sullen. You can just call me by my name."

"I can't do that. Mr. Sullen, you're my savior, and the McMillan family will never forget it for as long as we live."

Given how stubborn Bill was, Jacob didn't insist. Instead, he wrote down a long list of herbs and handed them to Stefanie.

"Mr. McMillan, most of the herbs on the list are for your treatment. Nonetheless, some are for my mother, as she has lost her sight. As a result, I need some of these herbs to cure her," Jacob explained to Bill honestly.

Considering Hannah had gone blind from crying, it would not be difficult for Jacob to treat her. It was just that he was incapable of getting hold of the herbs in his current state.

Hence, he felt the McMillan family was in a better position to obtain them.

In spite of that, there were two items that Jacob was worried the McMillan's could have trouble finding. One of them was a calligraphy brush which was embodied with spirituality after being used by a famous scholar for a long time. It could also be made from the fur of any spiritual animal.

Other than that, he also needed a cinnabar rosary. Although they were common items nowadays, the one he needed was made from woods of ancient trees.

Combined with the spiritually endowed calligraphy brush, he would be able to cure Hannah's blindness by simply anointing it on her eye.

Even though he had put the two items on the list, he was not optimistic that the McMillan family would find them. After all, one could only encounter the items with luck. Moreover, only those in the know would be able to tell upon seeing it.