The Invincible Mercenary King (by Matt Watt) novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645 

Queenie looked at the crowd in the distance and recalled the tragic state she witnessed when she saw Sydney earlier. Her eyes were filled with compassion and sympathy. 

Meanwhile, she appeared lost in thought. 

Clearly, she had taken in Haylan’s words just now. 

“Alright, I’ll give you a ride to school,” Haylan said casually. 

It was quite common for workers to get injured while on the job, and whenever he saw someone in such a situation, he would lend a helping hand. 

However, one person’s abilities were limited. 

With so many impoverished individuals, he alone couldn’t assist them all. It required the intervention of the state. 

At that moment, the traffic police arrived, directing the traffic, collecting evidence from the involved vehicles, and quickly clearing the congested road. 

Once the ambulance arrived, many vehicles at the scene orderly drove away. 

Haylan’s BMW also departed. 

Before leaving. Queenie looked at Sydney, who was surrounded by doctors and nurses, her contemplative expression deepening. 

“We are doctors. Where is the patient?” 

After Haylan left, a doctor and a nurse got out of the ambulance and hurriedly approached the scene of Sydney’s accident. “Doctor, it’s great you’re here. You can call me Mr. Walter, and this is my disciple, Sydney. He fell while repairing the street amp. Please check if he can be rescued,” Mr. Walter exclaimed with hope. 

“Let me take a look first.” 

The doctor crouched down to examine Sydney’s condition. As he inspected his head injury and determined there was no immediate danger to his life, his eyes widened in astonishment. 

He took a look at Sydney’s injury and then glanced up at the towering street lamp, which stood at a whopping thirty–two feet in height. 

Sydney had taken a fall from such a tremendous distance, hitting his head. Yet, astonishingly, there appeared to be no immediate threat to his life. 

What baffled the doctor the most was that, during the examination, he noticed Sydney’s pupils were dilated and highly responsive to light. 

This clearly indicated that the severity of the head injury was not as anticipated. 

This situation was nothing short of a miracle! 

However, as his gaze fell upon the pool of blood on the ground, a slight crease formed on his forehead, and he inquired, “Mr. Walter, did anyone attend to your disciple before? Has he received any form of treatment?” 

The bloodstain on the ground seemed to be from a cleared hematoma, accompanied by traces of brain tissue fluid that were starting to coagulate.. 

“Yes, indeed. A doctor attended to Sydney just now, claiming to have removed the intracranial hematoma and assuring us that Sydney’s life was not in danger. However, he still needs to be taken to the hospital to address the bleeding,” Mr. Walter replied. 

“Removed the intracranial hematoma? How?” 

“I–1 don’t know. All I saw were his hands moving in different motions, and then Sydney’s head split open, releasing a significant amount of fresh blood. I didn’t even notice any drainage tubes. It was as if Sydney’s blood simply flowed out into thin air, Mr. Walter explained. 

“Moving in different motions?” 

The doctor repeated, his eyes widening in disbelief. 

It dawned on him–the doctor who treated Sydney hadn’t employed any tools! 

No skull–opening blade! 

No drainage tube! 

None of them! 

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How was this possible? 

The doctor stared at Sydney’s wound and then at the bloodstain, his mouth agape in astonishment, unable to speak for a long time. 

The human skull was incredibly strong. 

Unless they used a highly specialized cutting tool, or there was no way the skull could have been cut open through conventional means. 

And on top of that, Haylan’s precision with the incisions was exceptional. He removed only a tiny piece of bone, yet he managed to perfectly drain the hematoma. 

This treatment method was simply miraculous and completely unbelievable. 

It was incredibly shocking! 

“Could that person be some sort of human–shaped MRI scanner? How could they be so precise?” the doctor whispered in 

awe. 

“Doctor, is there any chance of saving my disciple?” Mr. Walter anxiously asked. 

The doctor snapped back to reality and reassured him, “There is hope. Let’s return to the hospital for further examination.” A group of individuals quickly lifted Sydney onto a stretcher and transported him to the hospital, where they proceeded with a comprehensive intracranial vascular scan. 

Once again, the results left everyone in disbelief. 

Sydney’s cerebral vessels were severed in multiple places, necessitating surgical repair. Without intervention, his life would be in immediate danger. 

“Mr. Walter, the doctor you mentioned earlier, what method did he use to treat Sydney?” inquired a professor with a puzzled expression. 

He was an experienced neurosurgeon who had performed numerous surgeries, yet he had never encountered such a peculiar case before. 

Based on his expertise, Sydney’s cerebral vessels should have sustained severe damage, leading to significant bleeding and the formation of an intracranial hematoma, ultimately resulting in cerebral herniation. 

After the cerebral hernia compressed the brain tissue, Sydney’s life would be in jeopardy! 

However, it seemed as though these vessels were now tightly closed by an invisible force, preventing any further intracranial bleeding. 

It was nothing short of a miracle! 

“Im not entirely sure, but it seems like he used acupuncture–yes, acupuncture. There were many silver needles on Sydney’s head,” Mr. Walter said. 

Everyone promptly checked and indeed found some silver needles on Sydney’s head, shocking them once again. 

“Why didn’t you mention this before the MRI scan?” said the professor, with a grim expression. 

Everyone should know that, during CT scans or MRI examinations, metallic objects must be removed; otherwise, serious consequences could occur, potentially costing the patient’s life. 

“I… I couldn’t remember at the time, doctor. Is there a problem?” Mr. Walter became anxious. 

The professor wanted to scold him, but in the end, he said, “It’s fine.” 

Meanwhile, he stared at those silver needles, his gaze filled with astonishment. 

Could acupuncture also inhibit intracranial hemorrhage? 

No matter how one looked at it, it seemed absurd and impossible! 

Most significantly, under the powerful electromagnetic force of the MRI machine, these silver needles did not dislodge from the acupoints on Sydney’s head, making it even more inconceivable. 

“Even if Hippocrates were reborn, it’s unlikely that he would possess such medical skills.”