Alex’s medical skills were different from ordinary ones. The Ultimate Book of Medicine
wasn’t one for the mere mortals after all. It was a medical library targeted towards
martial artists and their masters, it had all kinds of unpredictable, formidable powers.
As the wielder of the Ultimate Book of Medicine, treating an ordinary person would only
demonstrate a small portion of his impressive powers. Therefore, he was definitely
qualified to make such claims.
Under everyone’s stunned gaze, Alex picked up a scalpel and slashed open James’
palm.
“Oh my god!”
Andrew screamed as he clutched his head. “What are you doing?! Didn’t
you say you were going to treat Mr. Coney’s legs? Why did you cut his hand? What is
the point of this? Is this what you call in traditional medicine- to treat the foot when you
have a headache, and the hand when your leg hurts? Going for the root cause instead
of the symptoms?”
Alex calmly said, “Stay calm, don’t get impatient.”
He quickly took out about fifty milliliters of blood from the wound on James’ hand. Under

normal circumstances, James wouldn’t have been able to endure having this amount of
blood drawn after losing so much earlier.
However, as he already consumed a blood
replenishing pill, this amount was nothing.
What happened right after even rendered Andrew speechless. Alex used the blood that
he just extracted to paint on James’ legs.
“Oh, I have to say, making a bet with you may have been the most absurd thing I have
done in my entire life.”
Andrew wailed, clutching his forehead once again.
Just as he said that, Alex suddenly stamped his foot down and shouted, “Mend!”
Everyone present jumped up in fright, before thinking the entire thing was extremely
ridiculous. A nurse who was quite good-looking couldn’t help but rolled his eyes as he
said in a low voice, “Isn’t this some folk style exorcism?
Even my grandma can put on a
better show than this oldies like her would at least chant some spells.”
When the people near him heard this, they snickered and laughed, not able to hold it in
anymore.
Cheryl also couldn’t help but face-palm herself secretly.
She couldn’t help but think,
once they lose this bet, would her grandfather really admit publicly that traditional
medicine was a scam? If that was the case, the reputation that he had built his entire life
would just go down the drain. Or, people would say that he had gone out of his mind
after being involved in an accident.
Even Cheryl did not think that Alex could completely heal severe fractures in ten
minutes. However, in the next second, Andrew was the first to exclaim in surprise.
The drawings Alex painted on James’ legs started to wriggle and creep like tadpoles,
faster and faster until they finally merged violently.
It was actually some kind of talisman
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