As soon as ine learned that Jason had brought in a well-respected doctor to their ward, she couldn’t contain her excitement. “Oh, Jason, thank you so much! And thank you foring, Dr. Lynch!” she eximed.


    Jason offered a gentle smile and replied, “You’re wee. I’m just here to help out whenever I can.”


    He then turned to Joshua, who was standing behind him, and said with respect, “Dr. Lynch, this is Uncle Jacob; please take a look at him.”


    Joshua stepped forward confidently and reassured them, “Don’t worry; he has a spinal injury, right? It may sound serious, but I can assure you, this is easy for me.”


    Dr. Lynch was taken aback. “From my perspective, spinal injuries are incredibly difficult to treat. Even the wealthiest individuals often end up confined to a bed after such an injury. Just consider Stephen Hawking—brilliant as he was, he spent his life in a wheelchair, only able to move three fingers due to motor neuron disease. What gives you such confidence?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Joshua chuckled arrogantly, “Because I possess a magical elixir. If the patient takes it, recovery will be swift.”


    He then reached into his bag and carefully pulled out a crystal-clear pill that had been sliced in half.


    Holding it aloft, he proimed, “Behold, this is the magical elixir I’ve created! It can even revive someone in a vegetative state, let alone treat a spinal injury!”


    ire, who had been quietly weeping, asked, “Does the pill really work?”<fn3dcd> Checktest chapters at F?nd-Novel</fn3dcd>


    Charlie couldn’t help but grin when he noticed the small pill in Joshua’s hand.


    It was the very pill from his initial attempts to heal Jacob’s injury, wasn’t it?


    The truth was, the pill’s potency was only one-tenth of the actual product. While it could handle minor injuries, it was far from a miracle cure for serious conditions.


    Charlie found it amusing that Joshua treated it like a rare gem, holding it with exaggerated care as if it might shatter.


    However, he shrugged it off; to him, it was merely a trivial pill he could produce in bulk!


    The genuine magical elixir Charlie refined on his second attempt could indeed heal Jacob’s spinal injury and facilitate recovery, but he was confident that the half-finished version Joshua was holding would not work.


    So, Charlie shook his head and said, “Forget it, Dr. Lynch. Your pill won’t be able to help my father-inw’s injury.”


    Jason scoffed derisively, “Charlie, who do you think you are? How dare you question Dr. Lynch’s expertise?”


    Joshua erupted inughter, as if he had heard the most hrious joke. “Buddy, just keep quiet if you don’t know what you’re talking about. Do you know Anthony Simmons, the renowned expert in Chinese medicine? My magical elixir cured his old injuries! This is a special medication that even medical professionals recognize, yet you’re calling it useless! That’s justughable!”


    The room filled with gasps of shock!


    Who was Anthony Simmons?


    He was a highly esteemed authority in the field of Chinese medicine, known for his exceptional skills and for helping countless individuals throughout his career. He didn’t just take on any case; even wealth and power couldn’t guarantee an appointment with him!


    To think that even his own seemingly hopeless injuries were remedied by the magical elixir crafted by Dr. Lynch! How extraordinary was that?!


    And now, Charlie had the audacity to say that the pill was ineffective?! Surely, he was joking!</p“absolutely!”>