<h4>Chapter 59: Ne With A Cross</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    “Okay. Brother Howard, go!” Jeremy sounded desperate, as if he was clutching at straws.


    rence turned and walked toward Jackson’s ward.


    The Murphy family sneered, ‘rence is just asking for trouble. Does he know even who Jackson is?’


    If he died after rence stepped foot in the emergency room, rence would definitely be med.


    Belle was happily waiting for rence’s bad luck to strike!


    Miranda gritted her teeth. “rence, what are you doing?”


    “It’s Jackson, not Mom! Do you still have an issue with me treating people?” rence asked.


    “Don’t you worry about yourself? If something goes wrong, aren’t you scared about being held responsible?”


    rence stopped but did not look back. “If you don’t believe in me, someone else will.”


    Miranda shuddered, feeling conflicted. She wanted to say more, but rence had already entered the operating room.


    Everyone left the operating room at Jeremy’s request.


    rence looked at Jackson, who was lying on the operating table. His eyes were closed, his heart had stopped beating, and his venttor had stopped working.


    Jackson was biologically dead.


    rence used his x-ray vision and discovered that Jackson’s body was in terrible shape.


    His liver waspletely ruptured. There was a deep hole in his stomach, and his intestines looked terrible. He was looking at a corpse… or could Jackson still be saved?


    rence saw that the three vital energy points between Jackson’s eyebrows and shoulders were burning like kerosenemps in the wind, ready to flicker out at any moment.


    The vital energy above his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, stomach, galldder, intestines and other organs had long been extinguished!


    rence’s heart trembled.


    He used three needles to suppress the three vital energy points on Jackson’s brow and shoulders and keep them burning.


    He used seven more.


    rence used them for Jackson’s heart, liver, spleen, lungs, stomach, galldder, and intestines.


    Ten shots in a row had now stabilized Jackson’s condition!


    ‘Now what? Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture can save lives, but for the almost dead...’


    rence’s brows furrowed. His face was a little pale, a thinyer of sweat breaking out on his forehead.


    Suddenly, something magical happened.


    A sh of green light erupted from the ne rence was wearing, leaped into Jackson’s body, and quickly started repairing his dying body.


    “This is...”


    rence took the ne from his neck in surprise.


    It was something he had carried with him since he was a child. It was only the size of a button, but you could make out a cross on it if you looked closely.


    rence had often exchanged it for candy with other kids at the orphanage when he was little.


    However, no matter how many times rence tried to exchange it, this ne with a cross would always eventually return to him.


    ‘Is this ne meant to be with me?


    ‘Is it why I know of Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture and 720 Anatomy Acupoints?’ rence was surprised.


    The light from the ne continued to sink into Jackson. It covered his entire body, like a scanner’s fluorescent bar.


    Thump… thump… thump...


    Jackson’s heart began to beat again, and he gasped in shallow breaths of air.


    rence was surprised to see that his cross ne was now dimming a little.


    ‘Is it possible that whenbined with Thirteen Hell’s Gate Acupuncture, this ne can resurrect someone from the dead?’ rence’s heart was leaping, feeling like he had found a treasure.


    Seeing that Jackson was now stable, rence exited the operating room. “Your dad is stable for now. Let the doctors continue with the surgery.”


    “What?”


    Jeremy was overjoyed. “Doctor! Doctor!”


    The doctor who had left the operating room just a while ago rushed back in. “A miracle! It’s a miracle! The patient’s heart has started beating again. Get ready to continue the operation, everyone!”


    Across from the hospital floor, Armstrong’s face was deathly gray.


    “Mom! Nooooooooooo!”


    Belle and Melody cried their hearts out.


    Miranda crouched on the ground, clutching her knees tightly. Her pretty face was pale as she bit her lip. Tears fell silently from her big eyes.


    “What’s wrong with them?”


    rence looked at the Murphy family awkwardly.


    Jeremy shrugged. “Brother Howard, just when you entered my dad’s operating room, a doctor came out of your mother-inw’s operating room and dered that the operation had failed...”


    “What?”


    rence’s mind went nk. ‘The surgery failed?’


    ‘Peony’s dead?’


    Looking at Miranda, rence’s heart ached for her. He walked up to her. “Dear...”


    p!


    After the p, Miranda violently threw herself into rence’s arms. “My mom’s dead! I don’t have a mom anymore! Boohoohoo!”


    rence rubbed Miranda’s shoulderfortingly. “There might still be a way to save Mom. I’ll go check.”


    “rence?” Miranda looked at rence with tears in her eyes.


    “Trust me.”


    rence let go of Miranda and headed to the operating room.


    Belle rushed to block rence. “What are you doing? Mom’s already dead. Can’t you leave her alone?”


    Melody spat, “rence, get the f*ck out of here. What else do you want to do? Are you gonna desecrate Mom’s body next?”


    rence looked at the two coldly. “Mom can still be saved. Why are you trying to stop me?”


    Agitated, Armstrong got up. “What did you say, rence? Can my wife truly still be saved?”