Urban Super Medical Saint

One by one, the cancer cells were being destroyed, and Johnson's complexion became paler and paler, but his gaze grew brighter and brighter.

He felt the "clash of blades and swords" within his body, aware that a silent war was taking place, where every "enemy" was being precisely eliminated.

This elimination completely differed from surgical procedures.

No matter how skilled the surgery, it's impossible to remove cancer cells without damaging healthy tissue, and to be safe, even more healthy tissue and organs might have to be removed. Yet, despite this, cancer cells can often remain and continue to multiply.

In cases like his, where the cancer has spread, the cells have woven through his body like a spider web, making complete removal impossible, even for the world's best surgical practitioners.

But now, Johnson clearly felt that the places in his body that usually caused pain and discomfort were being pricked like needles, followed by an indescribable relief, as if something that had been tightly suppressed suddenly found release.

Especially in his lungs, after Ge Dongxu applied just a few gentle pressures, Johnson's coughing stopped. But it wasn't the cough that had been cured—rather, it was a feeling of being suppressed, much like the effect of taking medication, only that the former caused no harm to the body, whereas the latter could be severely damaging.

But now, Johnson could clearly feel his lungs were comfortable, a comfort that came from sweating profusely, a release that could not be precisely conveyed without experiencing it firsthand.

Cancer, particularly small-cell lung cancer that has spread, with cancer cells everywhere, requires precision to eliminate each one without harming good cells or leaving any behind. Even for Ge Dongxu to treat such a case, he needed to be exceedingly careful, taking far more time and effort than treating a severely wounded patient.

After a full half-hour, Ge Dongxu finally let out a long breath, stood up, and gently scratched the air above Johnson's body.

The fine needles stuck in Johnson's body immediately began to pull out on their own, whizzing like drizzle and falling neatly into Ge Dongxu's hands.

When Ge Dongxu was treating Johnson, Karl couldn't understand what was happening or feel the changes within Johnson's body. But seeing how Ge Dongxu could just make a grabbing motion in the air and have the needles fly into his palm, Karl's eyes bulged, as if he had seen a ghost.

As for Johnson, although he was surprised, he wasn't too shocked.

Compared to this skill, curing a terminal illness was what truly astonished Johnson.

"All right, Mr. Johnson, I have killed your cancer cells. I will now prescribe you a formula that will help regulate your body. If you take it for half a month, your body should be able to recover," said Ge Dongxu.

"Are you saying that Mr. Johnson's cancer cells have been completely eliminated just like that?" Karl asked with a face full of astonishment.

Although Karl was shocked by the skill Ge Dongxu had just demonstrated, the idea that just one session of acupuncture could eradicate the cancer, as Ge Dongxu claimed, was far more bewildering for Karl and hard to believe.

Of course, after experiencing so much, Karl found it hard to believe, but deep down, there was still some belief.

"If the teacher said it killed them all, then it killed them all!" Tang Yiyuan's face fell as he saw Karl questioning Ge Dongxu's words, and he said unhappily.

"Professor Tang, please don't be angry. It's very hard for one to believe in such miraculous medical skills without experiencing them firsthand. Karl is not doubting Dr. Ge's medical skills; it's just that this is too incredible for him, and he needs time to digest it," Johnson hurriedly explained upon seeing the unhappy expressions on the faces of Tang Yiyuan and others.

"I understand that, but the teacher is the person I respect most in my heart. His medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and I find it hard to accept someone questioning his medical skills in front of me." Tang Yiyuan said in a deep voice.

By this time, Karl naturally also understood that for someone as extraordinary as Ge Dongxu, once he took action, people had to show him ample respect and trust. Questioning him was an insult, just like with Dr. Johnson—if a top tycoon or politician fell ill, once he took over, even their families were not allowed to make unwarranted comments.

Because in the field of oncology, he was the world's top expert, the authority in that area, and if one were to question his treatment methods, it would be to doubt his academic level.

"I'm sorry, Professor Tang, and I apologize, Dr. Ge. The reason I was so amazed is that the treatment was far beyond my normal understanding, and it was not to question your medical skills," Karl, now understanding, hastily apologized.

"To be unaware is not a sin, Mr. Karl. However, regarding my affairs, please refrain from promoting them when you return to your country," Ge Dongxu said with a smile.

"Dr. Ge, you worry too much. If I were to tell people in my country about you, they would surely think I'm crazy and have me admitted to a mental hospital!" Karl replied upon hearing this.

"Haha!" Ge Dongxu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard Karl's exaggerated words.

He had only said it casually, but he was actually well aware that, given Westerners' prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine, people would not believe Karl even if he talked it up. In contrast, Johnson, being a world-renowned oncologist, might be believed by some if he shared his own experience.

Of course, with that remark from Ge Dongxu just now, the clever Johnson would definitely not go out of his way to promote his story back home.

"Dr. Ge, thank you for saving me." As Ge Dongxu laughed heartily, Johnson had already dressed and came up to Ge Dongxu, bowing deeply to him with gratitude.

"Mr. Johnson, you don't need to thank me; you saved yourself," Ge Dongxu said with a smile.

Johnson knew that Ge Dongxu was referring to what happened by Mingyue Lake, and his heart filled with a mixture of emotions and relief.

"Alright, this is your prescription. Chinese medicine tastes bitter, and it becomes a black mush after boiling, which you Westerners are certainly not accustomed to. But in Huaxia Country, there is a saying, 'Good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to the illness,' so you'd best continue to take it for half a month," Ge Dongxu said with a light smile, taking a pen and paper, writing a prescription and handing it to Johnson.

"Thank you, Dr. Ge, and I apologize for my previous prejudice against Chinese medicine," Johnson said as he took the prescription with both hands and bowed apologetically to Ge Dongxu with a solemn face.

The prejudice of the West against Chinese medicine is due to their issues and our own; I hope that in the future, traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine can learn from each other and jointly advance medical progress," Ge Dongxu admirably nodded upon seeing such a top expert as Johnson willing to admit his mistake and spoke earnestly.

"Dr. Ge, I have a request, and I wonder if it would be too abrupt?" Johnson seemed to recall something, his eyes suddenly lighting up, then he cautiously asked.