The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: Modifying the Cultivation Technique_1

Greg Jensen stared at the three people kneeling before him, remaining silent for a long time, pondering whether or not to agree to their request.

Of course, with his current insight, modifying a Martial Way cultivation technique was still quite simple, but the outcome was really hard to predict.

It was different from simplifying the Guidance Technique, which, after all, was a cultivation technique he practiced himself and was extremely familiar with.

However, he had only read about the Simmons family’s cultivation technique and had never personally experienced it. It was hard to say what problems might arise after the modification.

Greg Jensen was silent for a long time before he finally spoke, “I’ll give it a try, but I can’t guarantee the effect.”

“Thank you, Mr. Jensen, we of the Simmons family shall never forget this great kindness!”

“From today onward, my life, Donald Simmons, is yours to use as you wish.”

Greg Jensen himself was somewhat unsure, merely intending to give it a try, but Fraser Simmons and the others were so excited they couldn’t contain themselves, which made him feel somewhat embarrassed.

“Alright, let’s go. Let’s first take care of Mr. Simmons’s health. We’ll talk about modifying the cultivation technique later.”

“Yes, we’ll be troubling you, Mr. Jensen.”

Greg Jensen nodded, glanced at the living room’s environment, and frowned, “Let’s go to the bedroom. This place is too open and not conducive to gathering Qi.”

“Yes, please follow me.”

“Hmm.”

Greg Jensen nodded and followed the Simmons brothers for a while before realizing that the villa actually had an elevator.

Mick Simmons pushed the wheelchair into the elevator and pressed the button for the third floor.

Moments later, the elevator doors opened to reveal a spacious hall with various amenities like sofas and a TV, and at the far end was a large bed.

By the bed’s side, there was also a variety of medical monitoring equipment.

Greg Jensen couldn’t help but marvel inwardly. Goodness, it was like they moved a VIP hospital room into the house, and most astonishing of all was the presence of defibrillators and new types of cardiopulmonary resuscitation machines among a series of equipment.

“Mr. Jensen, do you need any equipment? Shall I have a nurse operate it for you?”

“No need.”

Greg Jensen shook his head and smiled, “I just need silver needles.”

Fraser Simmons was initially stunned and then said somewhat embarrassingly, “I’m sorry, we forgot that our traditional Chinese medicine generally uses silver needles.”

“Yes, who doesn’t like a good silver needle?”

Greg Jensen smiled and said, “Alright, take off your clothes and lie down on the bed.”

“Okay.”

The Simmons brothers pushed Fraser Simmons to the side of the bed, lifted him onto it, and then helped him strip down to just a pair of shorts.

Because Fraser Simmons had not exercised for a long time, his lower limbs had become somewhat atrophied, and his skin was also a bit dry and rough.

Greg Jensen took out the silver needles and, after sterilizing them, began to perform acupuncture.

The “Yin Yang Five Elements Needles” contained seven basic needle techniques, as well as forty-nine different variations, and the derived needle techniques were countless.

Sealing, stimulating, protecting the meridians, and so forth.

There was a corresponding needle technique for each situation, and combined with each other, they could produce many special effects.

The situation with Fraser Simmons was extremely complicated. At the beginning, Greg Jensen could insert needles swiftly, but as time passed, he had to act with caution.

Moreover, many needle techniques required the activation of True Qi, which was not only mentally demanding but also a test for the depth of Greg Jensen’s True Qi.

Fortunately, Greg Jensen had already advanced to the sixth level of Qi Refinement and was close to the seventh level; otherwise, it would have been difficult to deal with Fraser Simmons’s condition.

The two Simmons brothers and Bradley Ford, and others, stood by, their hearts in their throats, and they didn’t even dare to breathe heavily.

After some time, Fraser Simmons’s back was filled with silver needles, and he himself had fallen into a deep sleep.

The acupuncture continued, and the few remaining gaps on his back were also filled by Greg Jensen with silver needles.

Gradually, a fine layer of sweat beads formed on his forehead.

At that moment, Mick Simmons’s daughter, Amelia Simmons, walked in from outside and was immediately shocked when she saw the room full of people and then her grandfather with his back full of silver needles. Her mouth fell open in surprise.

Thankfully, she knew it was not the right time to interrupt and quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she might make a sound.

The very next second, Greg Jensen waved his hand and a streak of afterimage flashed.

Thrum!

A low, almost imperceptible humming sound suddenly filled the air!

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their ears but it quickly returned to normal. Upon closer inspection, they saw that the rows of silver needles were trembling in unison and the frequency was increasing.

Before they could react, Greg Jensen had already started removing the needles with both hands, his speed so fast that not even the afterimages were clearly visible.

In the blink of an eye, most of the silver needles on Fraser Simmons’s back had been removed.

By the time everyone came to their senses, all the needles had already returned to Greg Jensen’s hands.

Slap!

Greg Jensen concentrated his True Qi, pressed his hands quickly against Fraser Simmons’s back, and started to guide the recipient’s True Qi with his own, following the Simmons family Cultivation Technique he had modified in his mind.

“Mmm, it’s so warm…”

In his sleep, Fraser Simmons suddenly let out a murmur as if in a dream.

Everyone was startled and quickly took two steps forward to look. They saw a red flush spread across Fraser Simmons’s back and quickly extend to other parts of his body, including his legs, which had been paralyzed for years.

“Is this…”

Mick Simmons became excited when he saw this.

His father’s legs had been paralyzed for several years. They were always cold to the touch, and the doctors had said the blood vessels were dead and no longer circulating blood.

But, as any martial artist knows, this is due to damage to the meridians, which prevents the Qi from flowing to that area.

Seeing it now, it seemed the meridians might have been cleared?

Could they have cleared so quickly?

Everyone looked at Greg Jensen in astonishment. They trusted Jensen and knew he could cure Fraser Simmons’s ailment, but they did not expect the process to be so swift.

While the acupuncture session had taken nearly two hours, it was still too quick compared to the years Fraser Simmons had been suffering.

At the same time, Mick Simmons and Bradley Ford couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

If the meridians were already clear, what was Mr. Jensen doing now?

Many eyes observed Fraser Simmons’s back intently, lost in thought.

A moment later, Bradley Ford was the first to lift his head, his face full of shock as he looked toward Greg Jensen.

Then, watching Jensen with one palm pressed against their father’s back, the Simmons brothers also came to an understanding, and their faces couldn’t help revealing a look of astonishment.

“Is Mr. Jensen testing the improved Cultivation Technique on my uncle?”

“No, I think Mr. Jensen has already perfected it, and now he’s just helping father get accustomed to it while using his True Qi to nourish the meridians.”

Donald Simmons, hearing this guess, was somewhat stunned and said, “Is improving a Cultivation Technique really that easy?”

“What are you thinking?”

Mick Simmons couldn’t help but give him a white look and said, “It may seem easy to us, but that’s because it’s Mr. Jensen we’re talking about.”

“If you were to do it yourself, would you even know where to start?”

“Er, no.”

“That’s what I mean; it shows that Mr. Jensen’s vision is much higher than ours.”