Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2058

Matthew patiently checked every single point on the patient's back under everyone's watchful eyes.

When Matthew straightened, Jordan implored, "Dr. Larson, what's the matter? Is there any hope for recovery?"

Although there was a slight possibility of the patient regaining consciousness, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that the chances were close to zero.

However, Jordan refused to lose hope.

"His nerves aren't dead yet, so I'll try my best to help."

It would be difficult for Matthew to help this comatose patient back then, especially since his strength hadn't recovered.

Nevertheless, that wasn't a problem now. All he had to do was expend a little more effort in order to achieve the desired results.

When Jordan heard those words, he almost shed tears of joy!

Due to his mistake, the operation ended in failure. Although he knew that the operation was highly risky, he had never thought that he would fail. Ever since that day, the guilt had been gnawing at his heart, constantly reminding him that it was his fault that his patient was in such a terrible state. That was why he was desperate enough to try his luck with Matthew.

Whenever he closed his eyes to rest, he couldn't get a good night's sleep. He would keep envisioning his patient being forced to stay in bed for the rest of his life with barely a chance of regaining consciousness in sight.

Fortunately, that sliver of hope was now gleaming brighter than ever.

"Hold your horses. I still need to treat this patient, but this acupuncture requires my entire focus. You can stay behind and watch the procedure, but please don't make any noise and disturb me."

Emmanuel huffed and couldn't help but mock him, "You're really taking the term 'miracle doctor' seriously. Why would we need Western medicine if acupuncture was such a cure-all? How ridiculous…"

Jordan glared at Emmanuel with bloodshot eyes while he was spouting off without a care. It was clear that if he said one more word using such a tone, Jordan wouldn't go easy on him.

The arrogant doctor quickly noticed Jordan's glare and shut his mouth with a snap almost immediately.

On the other hand, Matthew was finally ready to start the procedure.

After he took a few steadying breaths, he gradually relaxed as he prepared to start.

When the others noticed his actions, Emmanuel, Kevin, and the rest stopped discussing the possibilities of Matthew succeeding and merely stared at Matthew quietly.

Frankly, they thought it was impossible for Matthew to cure this patient. Regardless, they also didn't want to cause any disturbances, fearing he would use that as an excuse for his imminent failure.

Matthew didn't care what they thought as he slowly opened his eyes and made his move.

Every single move he made was lightning fast. They only saw him flick his wrist as he began and could barely catch the afterimages of his movements.

Before anyone could react, a silver needle was already inserted in the comatose patient's back.

Unlike earlier, he had to use both hands throughout the entire procedure. Although the others treated his technique with scorn, they still couldn't help but be impressed by his speed.

The silver needles were like rain as they fell in a constant pattern. The doctors standing to the side felt as though a needle was inserted onto the patient's back with every blink they made. Although they weren't able to make heads or tails of Matthew's rapid actions, they could feel the confidence and surety behind each rise and fall of his hands.

By the time he stopped, the patient's back was riddled with needles.

His superiors looked at each other, too shocked to speak.