1334: Chapter 134: Really a Miracle Doctor_1 1334: Chapter 134: Really a Miracle Doctor_1 This woman was indeed a powerful figure; with a single phone call, many people quickly arrived.
Then, right on the spot, a small cabin was constructed, and a large bathtub was placed inside.
The preparation of the dicinal solution was also swift, as several jars of the concoction were brought over.
Peter glanced at the dicinal solution and then instructed soone to pour it into the large bathtub.
“Is this all that’s needed?”
At this mont, the woman, having witnessed several terminally ill patients standing up one by one, developed a greater confidence in Peter’s dical skills and asked tentatively yet expectantly.
“I still need to give you a few acupuncture needles.
You might feel so pain for a while, but you must endure it.”
“As long as I can truly lose weight, I am willing to do anything.”
Peter then let her into the room.
At this ti, everyone saw that just the two of them entered the room.
After the woman stepped into the bathtub, Peter handed her a pill and told her to swallow it.
Then, he picked up a silver needle and began inserting them one by one.
After he finished, Peter said, “You should soak in there, don’t move the needles, and it will be alright after one hour.”
The woman nodded vigorously.
After completing this, Peter walked out.
Once outside, Peter saw the doctors studying his weight-loss prescription, and he said, “Even if you follow this recipe to prepare it, it won’t work.
It has to be combined with acupuncture and my special pills to be effective.”
These words imdiately made everyone feel awkward.
Gilbert Thompson’s face also turned red; he had wanted the doctors to take note of all Peter’s recipes today, but now it seed his plan had no effect.
At that mont, Peter approached a young man and, after a glance, frowned slightly and said, “AIDS.”
At this statent, everyone’s expression changed; it was not a disease just anyone could treat, and no one in the world had claid they could cure it.
Yet, such a patient had been brought to Peter.
The young man looked at Peter with hope and said, “I hope the Master can cure .”
The dia reporters then turned their cara lenses toward the young man.
“Isn’t that Michael White?”
“Indeed, the son of a very wealthy family.
But this lad has ssed around a lot, I heard he got AIDS.”
“Has there been a cure for that??”
At this ti, Peter didn’t concern himself with these matters and looked towards Gilbert Thompson, “Add ten million for him.”
Before Gilbert Thompson could respond, the young man quickly said, “As long as it can cure , I’ll pay.”
While speaking, he took out his cell phone and started dialing.
A few minutes later, Gilbert Thompson looked at Peter and said, “The money is transferred.”
Only then did Peter walk over, and he instructed the doctors on the preparation of the dicinal solution.
Similarly, a large bathtub arrived, and a small compartnt was set up to place it in.
After a while, the brewed dicinal solution was poured into the large bathtub.
This ti, Peter gave him two pills to swallow, and then proceeded to insert needles into his body.
After completing the procedure, he instructed him to soak in the bathtub.
“One hour; you will probably be in a lot of pain, just bear with it.”
“It’s okay; I can endure it.” Seeing the possibility of his AIDS being cured, the young man beca sowhat excited.
Afterwards, the remaining few cases were simpler diseases, and Peter quickly cured these wealthy individuals with swift and effective treatnt.
After treating those people, almost an hour had passed, and Peter Brown said to the obese woman’s enclosure, “You can co out now.”
The woman soaking inside was completely stunned at that mont; since she had subrged herself, she had noticed a rapid transformation occurring throughout her body.
The fat and such were burning away rapidly, and an intense pain struck her.
She was indeed a person who could endure, biting down and suffering through it in silence.
Fortunately, the dicine pill that Peter had given her would occasionally provide her so energy to sustain her Divine Sense.
The silver needle was trembling nonstop, emanating bursts of vitality and energy.
An hour felt like a journey through hell itself.
However, the results were evident, and the woman noticed that her whole body had returned to its most beautiful condition, the bloated body now firm and tight.
It was then that she heard Peter speak.
Hearing this, the woman’s family mbers quickly entered the enclosure, and after a while, an astonishingly beautiful girl ca out from the inside.
Ah!
All who saw her were astounded—this was the image of the girl at her most beautiful.
As for this woman, well-known in the literary circles, everyone was too familiar with her.
They had not expected that the beautiful girl had returned once more.
Looking back into the opened enclosure, what everyone saw was a tub of black, stinking bathwater.
“Thank you, thank you!”
The beauty looked at Peter Brown, and tears stread down imdiately.
Ever since becoming obese, the tornt on her soul was truly indescribable, and now that she had returned to her forr self, her emotions were too complex for words.
“No need to thank .
You paid for the treatnt,” Peter Brown said indifferently.
At that mont, Peter turned towards the area with the AIDS patient and said, “You can co out now.”
This young man was equally shocked; since entering, he had felt as though tiny knives were scraping him.
After a while, a layer of skin had peeled away, and then ca the pain of drawing out the poison from deep within the bones.
Now, as the pain subsided, he felt a new vitality and energy throughout his body.
With his family’s help, the young man ca out and quickly connected to the device that had been set aside.
“Congratulations, your AIDS has been cured.”
After the examination, the doctor made the announcent, and then the test results were displayed on the big screen.
“Really?”
“Sure thing, you’re truly fine now.”
“This can be cured too!”
Once again, everyone found themselves at a loss for words.
Peter’s dical treatnt today had opened their eyes, showing them the power of traditional Chinese dicine.
Peter was sowhat tired today as well but, with the help of those pills he had taken, he wasn’t as exhausted as last ti.
Looking around and seeing no more patients, Peter said to Gilbert Thompson, “Okay, rember to transfer the money to my card.”
After saying so, he walked out.
Gilbert Thompson was now filled with imnse respect.
He had seen many doctors but had never co across one so aweso, who truly cured with a touch.
“Master, rest assured, I will have the money transferred to you imdiately.” Gilbert had no other thoughts regarding Peter; he only wished to foster good relations with him.
“Alright, let’s leave it at that,” Peter was satisfied with Gilbert Thompson’s attitude.
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