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Chapter 85
Chapter 85 Minimally Invasive Surgery
“Understood. I’ll do my best.” William nodded.
As William considered Brandon to be like his own brother, he was determined to assist the Cromwell Family to the fullest extent.
After drinking until 10:00PM, Sheldon became drunk and had to be assisted to the back room to rest. Although William and Brandon were still sober, they felt a bit tipsy.
“I’m going to seclude myself from tomorrow, Brandon said to William. “I believe that when I emerge again, I will have reached the state of Divine Realm.”
William nodded. “I wish you success in breaking through to the Innate Realm, Brandon.”
After laughing, Brandon continued. “The Inmate Realm is still a distant dream for me. I shouldn’t think about it yet. Then, he added. “Jesse called me earlier, trying to flatter me. Who would have thought that the great Mr. Jesse would be so humble?”
William asked, “Really? What did he say?”
Brandon explained, Jesse called me today and asked about your background. I exaggerated a bit and spoke highly of you. He even invited us to visit Mount Greenford and said he would personally thank you. I think I scared Jesse a little.”
William suggested, “Perhaps we should minimize our interactions with the Whites moving forward.”
Brandon was taken aback. “Why do you say so. William?”
William explained, “During my encounter with Gerald, I noticed that the White Family is facing a decline. in their fortunes. Within three years, their entire clan may face a catastrophic event. Nonetheless, he gifted me a Spiritual Herb of Three–Treasure, and in return, I provided him with some guidance to help him attain the Innate Realm.”
Brandon asked, “So, the White Family is now out of danger?”
William shook his head and replied, “Of course not. Within the next ten years, the White Family will continue to decline.”
Brandon asked in shock, “How did you figure that out, William?”
William smiled. “Well, I can read fortunes.”
William’s third eye could see ghosts and gods, observe geomancy, and perceive Yin and Yang. It also enabled him to see a person’s fortune, but only for extreme individuals who were either extremely lucky or extremely unlucky. Additionally, he inherited a jade pendant with detailed records on divination and face reading, but he had yet to study it much.
Brandon nodded in approval. “William, you are truly exceptional! It’s a privilege for me to be acquainted with you. So, let’s raise a glass to that!”
After sparring all night with Brandon until dawn, William only rested briefly before having a light breakfast and heading to Simeon’s residence in Kreim with Sheldon in his private car the following day,
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in his sixties had a worried expression and asked in a deep voice, “Has Dr. Wadzinski not agreed yet?” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
A man in his fifties shook his head and replied, “Dr. Wadzinski is a Divine Realm Master, and he’s very arrogant. I’ve sent people to invite him three times, but he’s been keeping us waiting, saying that he has important matters to attend to.”
The old man’s anger flared. “What could be more important than saving a life? Who does Dr. Wadzinski think he is to treat the Huber Family with such contempt?
“Percy, people in the martial world have always acted like this. Don’t be upset. I’ll send someone to remind him again, the man reassured before leaving the room.
The other old man gritted his teeth and said. “Those scoundrels are probably rejoicing at our father’s illness! Nevertheless, we must find a way to cure him at any cost.” Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. and he asked. “I remember the Cromwell Family from Kreim Capital mentioning they would recommend us a divine doctor. Has this person arrived yet?”
As they exchanged glances, one of them responded, “Percy, even if the Cromwell Family did recommend a divine doctor, I doubt they would be any better than our family doctor.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came to report. “Mr. Percy, Matthew Cromwell and Sheldon Cromwell are here to see you.”
“See, who do we have here? Just as we were talking about them. The old man said, “Please let them in!”
As William entered the hall with Matthew and Sheldon, he quickly surveyed the room. He noticed that none of them was ordinary, especially a man in his sixties who emanated a powerful aura that set him арап.
“Matthew. Sheldon,” the old man greeted warmly with a smile.
Matthew, who was the deputy governor, appeared somewhat reserved in the old man’s presence. However, he promptly said, “Mr. Huber, I have brought a divine doctor for Old Mr. Huber.”
“Really?” The old man regarded William with a degree of surprise as he appeared too young for the task.
“Dr. Barrett here has exceptional medical skills. He had just recently healed the injuries of Elderblade White from Greenford, Matthew introduced.
The news surprised the old man. The White Family was influential, and he was familiar with Gerald. He introduced himself, saying, “I am Percy Huber. I appreciate your willingness to assist us.”
William was straightforward and gave a slight nod as he spoke, “No need for formalities. Can you please lead me to the patient?”
Percy guided them to a distinct room as they walked through the hall. An aged man, tall and gaunt, was lying on a bed. He was nearly 90 years old and appeared to be in poor health. His eyebrows furrowed as if he was in discomfort.
William sat in front of the bed and checked the man’s pulse while using his third eye to observe. He soon discovered a bullet fragment lodged deep inside the man’s brain, pressing on the pain nerves and causing discomfort.
Moreover, the man’s body was severely weakened. Due to his age, his time was near, and his condition was grave, which would be beyond the aid of ordinary doctors. The bullet fragment was lodged too deep, and
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the risk of removal was extremely high, which made it a situation not worth attempting. Additionally, his advanced age, weakened body, and coupled with injury had all sapped his will to live.
William released the man’s wrist and furrowed his brows, declining to speak. Percy promptly asked, “Dr. Barrett, what is the situation now?”
After a brief pause, William replied, “Old Mr. Huber has a bullet fragment lodged in his brain, causing him frequent headaches. It seems that he must have endured much pain in the past.”
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eyes brightened, and he gave a thumbs–up. “Incredible! You’re spot on. Years ago, my father killed the enemy on the battlefield, and a bullet fragment got stuck in his brain. Due to the limited medical facilities at the time, it was left there and caused him frequent headaches. Whenever the pain came, he would break out in a cold sweat and feel like dying. Even after medical facilities improved, the risk of surgery was still too high, so the fragment was never removed.”
William suggested. It would be beneficial to remove the bullet fragment to prevent the pain from eroding his will to live. In fact, despite Old Mr. Huber’s age, his body is in decent condition, but the constant headaches have led him to believe that death is a form of liberation.”
The elderly man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and smiled. “Doctor, you have expressed my truest thoughts,” he said.
Percy and his brothers‘ eyes reddened upon hearing their father speak. “Dad, we’ve been ungrateful and allowed you to suffer instead!”
The old man responded with composure, “I am old, and it’s time for me to pass on. There is no need for you to grieve.”
William encouraged Simeon. “Don’t give up so easily. I’ll remove the bullet fragment for you now and help. you regulate your body afterward.”
Percy was taken aback and asked, “Dr. Barrett, are you planning to operate on my father?”
William reassured Percy, saying, “Don’t worry; the treatment I have in mind doesn’t require any skull opening.
After saying that, he produced a thicker Golden Needle and gently pierced the top of Simeon’s head, creating a small opening. Surprisingly, Simeon did not experience any pain from the needle.
Percy was too late to stop William. His face turned pale as he asked urgently, “Dr. Barrett, what are you doing?”
William’s face darkened. “Silence! Bring me a plate!”
Even this prominent figure, Percy, was intimidated by his demeanor. He hurriedly retrieved a plate, holding it in his hands as he stood by.
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