Aiden Finnegan's Medical Odyssey novel Chapter 7

"That's because you've overtaxed the child's body. When that black line reaches his head, he won't have long to live," Aiden said with a frown.

After Dr. Zenith overcame his shock from the discovery, he intoned gravely, "You are a doctor, Young Boy!"

He nodded before sighing in resignation, "Make way, please."

Once Dr. Zenith heard that he immediately moved away from the consultation table. Aiden went up and took his place as he motioned for the lady to position the child's back toward him.

The lady had overheard their conversation earlier, so she readily cooperated with his instruction and didn't hesitate to lift the child's shirt once more.

Aiden picked out seven silver needles from the needle pouch on the table and examined the child for a moment before swiftly placing the needles on seven meridians on the child's back.

"The Seven Stars of Life?!" Dr. Zenith gasped in astonishment.

He glanced at Dr. Zenith and then commented, "I'm surprised you know."

"I read about it in an ancient guide when I was learning medicine from my teacher, but it was incomplete. My teacher's needle technique is considered a long-lost art!" Dr. Zenith muttered in awe.

Aiden didn't reply as he was busy feeling for the child's pulse instead. Once he had a firm grasp of the situation, he directed his attention to the mother, "Miss, please be patient. I'll need to do another needle procedure on him in order to wake him up. "

"Oh. Okay. Please help him," she replied hurriedly.

"Sigh. Even if the child wakes up, you still need to bring him to the hospital, Ms. Griffin!" Dr. Zenith advised her.

He did own a medical center, but there were some illnesses that only hospitals could cure.

"There's no need for such a fuss. The child will be alright with some medication after this acupuncture session," Aiden interjected calmly.

"W-What?" Dr. Zenith stared at him with his mouth agape.

The lady looked at him in disbelief as well. She was a regular customer of Dr. Zenith. He even checked the child's body and said that something was growing in the brain. So, the child required an operation to remove the tumor.

But the young man before her was saying that everything would be fine.

"Mister, are you telling the truth?" the lady asked earnestly.

Aiden smiled and nodded. Then, with three silver needles in his hand, he placed two on the sides of the child's head before placing his palm on the child's chest. Finally, he held the last needle with his right hand and inserted it into the GV-20 point.

"Ah! No!"

Dr. Zenith shouted, wholly aghast when he witnessed that, but Aiden was too quick. The needle was already inserted into the child's head before he could say anything else.

After the last insertion, the child's body shook before he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the lady before him, whispering feebly, "Mommy, did I pass out again?"

"You're awake! Thank god!" The lady cried happy tears. She had been tense ever since her child had gotten sick. Of course, it didn't help that every time he fainted… She would worry that he would never wake.

"Give him some salt water when you return home. He might expel some mucus tomorrow. That's because the stuff in his brain needs an outlet," Aiden said with a light chuckle.

Then, he wrote another prescription on a piece of paper and passed it to her before telling her to follow it to the letter. He also reassured her that as long as the child took the medicine for a week, all would be well.

But, before she touched the paper, Dr. Zenith snatched it and started reading.

His hands were trembling as he read and muttered with blank eyes, "Why didn't I think of this? Why?!"

After the lady graciously thanked Aiden and left, Dr. Zenith blinked his dazed eyes at Aiden. "Um… Mister…"

"Be my guest!" Aiden said with a wave of his hand.

"Can I have a copy of this recipe?" Dr. Zenith asked anxiously.

It was common for doctors to refuse to share their recipes with others to prevent their unique skills from being stolen.

"You can keep it if you like," Aiden said with a benevolent smile.

"Thank you!"

When he finally had the mind to take a look at the time, he entered the kitchen and thought to himself. I forgot about groceries when making the pill. I suppose we'll just have to make do.

He's hopeless!