Chapter 8: It's All Worth It!

After seven years, when Mildred Clayborne saw Jun Chester again, it felt as if a lifetime had passed. Seven years ago, when Jun Chester returned with all his merits and honors, Mildred Clayborne still felt he was approachable. Now, she only felt they were so distant. The man had become deep and cold, mysterious and profound.

However, as Mildred Clayborne was lost in thought, Jun Chester had already inserted a gold needle into the center of the woman's forehead on the sickbed. Mildred Clayborne was greatly alarmed. She thought Jun Chester would reconnect the machine by the bedside with the woman, but it seemed not to be the case.

"What are you doing?" Mildred Clayborne exclaimed in astonishment.

Jun Chester turned to look at Mildred Clayborne, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wake her up."

"With acupuncture?" Mildred Clayborne said in disbelief.

Jun Chester said indifferently, "One gold needle is not enough, I also need twelve silver ones, please help me get them."

"It's useless; she has been in a coma for seven years!" Mildred Clayborne said, "No one has ever woken up after being in a coma for so long in the entire world!"

"Go get the silver needles," Jun Chester said calmly.

Mildred Clayborne, although with some doubt, still took out a pack of silver needles and an alcohol lamp from the medical equipment box in the sickroom. For some reason, she had an unreasonable trust in Jun Chester's words.

Just as Jun Chester was about to treat the woman on the sickbed, the door to the sickroom was pushed open again. An elderly lady in a white coat hurried in. Her name was Deborah Forrest, the chair of Dirtmouth City Hospital and the most famous rehabilitation specialist in Dirtmouth. Over the years, she had saved hundreds of patients from comas.

Without exception, these patients had regained consciousness within six months after their injuries. As for those who had been in a coma for more than half a year... Deborah Forrest was also helpless. It was a well-known medical challenge worldwide!

Deborah Forrest had just been drugged and knocked out by Master Branden's people like Mildred Clayborne and had collapsed in her office. As soon as she woke up, she rushed to this sickroom. She was also worried that something would go wrong with the machine in the sickroom and the woman on the bed.

Jun Chester and Mildred Clayborne looked at Deborah Forrest when they heard the noise. Mildred Clayborne blurted out, "Dr. Forrest! You're finally here! Are you alright?"

Deborah Forrest glanced at Mildred Clayborne, then looked at the machine in the sickroom, sighed with relief, and said, "I'm fine. I have known what happened before I came in."

At that, Deborah Forrest looked at Jun Chester and frowned, "Who is he? How did he get here? Hurry up and reconnect the machine to the patient! What are you waiting for?"

Mildred Clayborne immediately explained, "Dr. Forrest, this is Jun Chester, the man who had this machine brought here seven years ago. He says he's going to wake the patient up with acupuncture!"

Deborah Forrest was taken aback but still said discontentedly, "That's ridiculous. I've been massaging this patient's acupuncture points every day for all these years, and there's no hope for her. She can only rely on the machine to sustain her life; without it, she would die!"

However, just after she finished speaking, Deborah Forrest was dumbfounded. In addition to the gold needle that Jun Chester had inserted into the woman's forehead, he also inserted twelve silver needles into her head at twelve specific acupuncture points. When Deborah Forrest saw Jun Chester's technique, her breathing seemed to almost stop. After a while, she blurted out, "Forbidden Thirteen? This... This is Forbidden Thirteen?!"

Jun Chester glanced at Deborah Forrest and said indifferently, "You're only half right!" Deborah Forrest was taken aback but couldn't help but lean in closer, becoming more amazed as she watched.

Mildred Clayborne, who was standing nearby, asked with a puzzled look, "Dr. Forrest, what is Forbidden Thirteen?" Deborah Forrest replied with a trembling voice, "Forbidden Thirteen is a traditional acupuncture technique, but as far as I know, this technique has been lost for a thousand years. Today, I am fortunate enough to see it with my eyes!"

Mildred Clayborne still didn't quite understand but asked, "Can this Forbidden Thirteen really wake up this patient? She has been in a coma for seven years."

Deborah Forrest shook her head, "I don't know."

As Jun Chester carefully applied the needles to the woman on the bed, he said, "Compared to Forbidden Thirteen, the technique I'm using is more unique. It is an extension of Forbidden Thirteen, which I call Life-saving Thirteen. The gold needle is responsible for dispelling impure qi, and the twelve acupuncture points help lock the spirit within the body."

Deborah Forrest was left speechless. Only heaven knew how she felt when she heard Jun Chester's words. She had indeed heard a little about the Life-saving Thirteen technique. However, to use this technique to save someone, the practitioner needed to have extremely strict control over the patient's head and the subtle meridians! The slightest mistake could cause the patient to die of a brain hemorrhage!

The key issue was that with this technique, the patient would experience an unbearable, extraordinary pain, even several times worse than the pain of childbirth! It was more accurate to say that the practitioner tortured the patient back to life with this technique rather than saving them! That's why it was called Forbidden Thirteen!

In order to find this technique to save her, Jun Chester had not only read hundreds of medical books thousands of times but also tried these techniques on himself hundreds of times. How could he not understand the pain involved? But what else could he do?

The woman on the bed was suffering in her dreams. Jun Chester's heart was aching, but he still had to pretend to be calm. In just a moment, the woman on the bed started to move. Her beautiful face was already covered in sweat, and her entire body began to tremble.

When she saw this, Deborah Forrest widened her eyes, extremely excited. She quickly stepped forward and used straps to bind the woman's hands and feet to the bed, then instructed the equally astonished Mildred Clayborne, "Bring a towel immediately. I'm afraid the patient won't be able to withstand the pain and hurt herself!"

But in the next moment... Jun Chester had already placed his arm in the woman's mouth, and soon his hand was covered in blood. What happened brought Deborah Forrest and Mildred Clayborne to tears on the spot! Jun Chester, however, remained expressionless, still focusing on controlling the needles while only uttering two hoarse words, "Hang on!"

It was at this moment that the woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes wide. Jun Chester saw her eyes and immediately withdrew the needles. With just one glance at her, he knew that the seven years of hard work had been worth it. The woman on the bed saw Jun Chester's eyes, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. She knew that all the waiting had been worth it. After being separated for seven years, this man had truly appeared before her eyes.