"Billy, can you really save David's leg?" Bartholomew Dawson was equally excited.
"Yes!" Billy nodded with a smile, then took out a silver needle.
"David, please bear with me for a moment. It might hurt a little bit, but it will be over soon."
"As long as you can save this leg, I can endure the pain!" David Dawson said expectantly.
"Okay," After nodding his head, Billy began to give him acupuncture treatment.
Ten minutes later, all nine needles were in place. Then Billy placed his palm on the David's knee and infused chi into it at the same time.
After a while, David Dawson let out a muffled groan and there was a hint of pain between his eyebrows. Fortunately, this kind of pain did not last long before disappearing completely. The next moment, what shocked everyone was that David Dawson's deformed right leg was slowly correcting itself at an observable speed and the swelling was gradually subsiding.
Everyone exclaimed in amazement. Especially the man in white coat, whose face was full of shock and disbelief.
"That should do it!"
About fifteen minutes later, Billy moved away from him and then removed each silver needle one by one.
"Billy, is this enough?" Laura Dawson asked.
"Yes." Billy smiled again before looking at David Dawson, "David, try getting off your bed now."
"OK!" David Dawson exclaimed as he got out of bed with a smile on his face. He didn't even need to try, he could feel that his leg had been saved now.
"Oh my god! It's really possible?!" Laura Dawson exclaimed in surprise when she saw her uncle standing up for real.
"A miracle doctor!" The white coat also became extremely excited. "You're truly a miracle doctor!"
"Billy, thank you so much! I am so grateful." David Dawson said with endless gratitude on his face. He had been hopeless before, but now it was like he had been given a new lease on life.
"Thank you again, Billy!" Bartholomew and Lee Dawson were equally grateful.
"It's nothing," Billy replied with a smile before turning to David. "David, don't do any strenuous exercise for the next few days and rest for about two weeks to fully recover."
"Thank you once again!" David gave Billy a deep bow of respect.
"Don't mention it," Billy said lightly.
Two minutes later, they sat down on the nearby sofa together.
"Do you know who the other person is?" Billy asked.
"Russ Kelley, just another spoiled brat. His father, Wilfrid Kelley, knows some people in Ozin, and they have some social status." Bartholomew responded calmly.
"Have you talked to him yet?" After nodding slightly at Bartholomew's response, Billy continued asking, "What was his attitude?"
From what he knew about the Dawson family since the incident involving three major families occurred, they quickly turned things around thanks to receiving compensation of ten billion dollars from those three families. Now, they were at least ranked among top ten clans in Ozin. Furthermore, Billy had already helped Bartholomew Dawson heal his injuries before. With Bartholomew Dawson's skills, ordinary martial artists could not possibly be his match. For these two reasons, most people would not dare to easily offend the Dawson family.
"They have already apologized and compensated us. It's all good now." Said Bartholomew with a subtle hint of something in his eyes that was hard to detect.
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