The mother and son had left. Jason had seen numerous troubled single-parent children from the past few millennia. Their situation did not move him, but he could not bring himself to be heartless when he saw it everytime. He looked at Madison, who stood still, and felt melancholic. He then raised his head to look at the sky, and spoke gently, “There are no unfortunate people, as unfortunate as the distressed mother and their children.” This had moved Madison, that knew of Jason’s past. “I’ll accompany you on the anniversary this year.” She spoke calmly yet she carried a hint of guilt in her eyes. Jason’s mother’s death anniversary would arrive in some days later. He had never neglected that special day no matter how many hardships he felt in the past three years. Madison had only prepared some offerings back then, and never accompanied him. She reflected on herself and realized that she owed him many things from the past three years. She knew that she was never indisposed ba
In the back hall, Jason looked at Dustin. His aloof gaze had changed into a serious one. Dustin looked at Jason with deliberation as he was unsure of the meaning behind his gaze since the aloof gaze he usually held was no longer there. The next moment, Jason immediately lashed out his palm. Dustin realized he could no longer move and stared at Jason. “Close your eyes. Calm down and circulate your qi,” Jason immediately said. Dustin immediately shut his eyes. He knew that Jason would not do all these things if he wished to cause harm to Dustin. He would not need to do anything, simply telling Raphael was enough to have Dustin killed. His palm smacked Dustin’s body ten times. Only then did Dustin fall on the ground. Jason’s forehead was soaked in tiny beads of sweat. “This is the complete chant of the Eight Styles of Heaven and Earth. Memorize it,” He told Dustin. He had done it since his cultivation level had slightly improved last night. Yet, he knew that it was a long way ahea
Dustin looked at Raphael’s happy expression and felt the same way. With his help, Dustin relearned the Eight Skills of Heaven and Earth. With the entire chant present to serve as the foundation, Dustin’s natural talent, and the teachings offered by Jason, Dustin could only drastically improve. Under Jason’s comprehensive teachings and his daily training, Dustin had a solid basis to work off. At midnight, Dustin’s body emanated a powerful aura. The dirt on the ground flew without wind as Dustin laughed joyously. After being suppressed for a few days, he had finally regained his full strength. His strength had even improved further; hence he could not control his joy. Raphael felt moved, and he knew that the Lindburg Family finally had a capable successor. “Endure my attack.” When he saw Dustin had no place to exert his energy, Raphael chuckled as he appeared before Dustin. They had immediately battled. Dustin, who would always be defeated within ten strikes, had endured thirty s
Icy could not help but smack her lips after seeing this. She had held some expectation from arrogant-looking Dustin since anyone else would be sympathetic towards the weakling and hope that they could succeed for a change. Yet, the reality was that Icy had expected to much, as there were not many unexpected successes in this world. Dustin could only look impressive for a short while before being defeated. After Jason had sat down, Icy served him tea on her own. She knew that she must not copy Dustin’s idiotic actions before being able to revolt against this demon king. Dustin rubbed his head with a painful expression after hitting the floor. He then climbed up and looked at Jason that wore a calm expression. Dustin displayed his usual respectful demeanor and started cleaning up the place with a broom. He somewhat understood why the elder did not say anything. It was not that Raphael was unsure of the outcome but could not bear to tell Dustin that he was stupid. Jason looked at
Jason still felt a little guilty since he had cheated a person with pure intentions. He had live for over 5,000 years. However, according to the experience he learned throughout the years, there were always oddities and prodigies around the world. He felt that he was unworthy to represent Chinese medicine. He knew that he still lacked the qualifications to do so. He might do it when he has perfected his medical abilities, but he would not agree to it until then. He might cause a mockery of himself since there’s always a bigger fish out there. Jason thought that Aklos’ intentions were right, but the methods used were wrong. He was mistaken to believe that he could push Jason to the forefront just like that. Jason was unwilling to accept nor entertain the idea since many risks and factors were associated with it. Of course, although he had made many excuses, the main reason he had rejected it was that he was lazy. Although if push came to shove, Jason knew that he had enough ability
Even old man Aklos was moved by what was happening. Jason’s pair of eternally unmoving eyes were also moistened. “Mommy is happy. I’m happy.” She comforted her son as she cried, knowing that she had waited far too long for this day to come. After the woman calmed down, she placed the child was on the chair. Jason gently pinched the boy’s cheek, who smiled at Jason as a response. “Are you confident?” After reading the boy’s pulse, Aklos looked at Jason with trepidation. If he were the one in charge of the boy, he would most likely give up. He would only prescribe some medicine to alleviate the suffering. “Seventy percent!” Jason spoke calmly. He then gently asked the boy, “What’s your name?” “Kenton Lane. Mommy calls me baby.” The boy answered in a crisp voice. “Good boy.” Jason smiled as he rubbed the boy’s head. “I need some preparations. I’ll need to borrow facilities from a hospital. What I need to do can’t be done here,” He told Aklos, who had many connections when
Since there was no turning back, Aklos had chosen to trust Jason as he had already agreed to it. “Aklos, you’re too reckless. However, I am willing to try if it’s needed..” The director of the oncology department told Aklos. He had carried a significant burden by saying those words. Yet, he knew that he was the most qualified person on the scene, especially since he thought he could do better compared to that young man. “Is the operating ward ready?” After putting on the surgeon’s robe and gloved up, he asked the nurse beside him. “Ready,” The nurse replied subconsciously. She then glanced at Jason and found that the young man as young as her had acted naturally despite being under numerous doctor’s gazes. She was impressed. She knew that she would be a nervous wreck at this point if her work environment did not condition her not to feel fear. “You’re toying with someone’s life.” The oncology director yelled. Jason only glanced at him. “Shush.” He then spoke grimly, “It’s not
“Are you scared?” Jason gently asked the boy. Kenton nodded. Meanwhile, everyone outside looking at the screen realized that Jason was still talking to the boy. Holding the medical solutions he formulated himself, Jason mixed them, forming a smooth liquid. The aura of confidence exuding from his every move reassured everyone. “Drink it,” Jason told Kenton. “Alright.” Kenton nodded. He drank the mixed solution. It was something that coagulated blood for half an hour, any longer, and it would cause serious damage. It was a safety net that Jason prepared. He knew that there would be massive repercussions if he had failed. He had not cared about that, because all that matters to him was the living being in front of him. As a doctor, he was not allowed to commit any mistakes at all. After Kenton forced himself to the solution, Jason smirked. “Good boy.” Immediately, a golden needle was lashed out instantly and landed on Kenton. His originally opened eyes immediately showed dulln