Chapter 2

“Family gathering?” Jason’s eyes glinted in amusement. He always had the worse experiences when it came to these family gatherings. Since everyone was better than him, it was natural that he would be used as a comparison to flaunt their accomplishments. He shrugged as he watched his sister-in-law leave ‘I must attend the gathering.’ As the sun set, the darkness of the night fell upon the unoccupied river. A piercing wail, calling for help, cuts through the darkness. Jason subconsciously looked at the source of the noise. He, after all, was the greatest martial artist and doctor. Since time began, one’s ability in the healing and martial arts were not to be separated from one another. One could not exist without the other. “Please, save my husband!” A woman with bloodstained clothes rushed towards Jason. There was a wrecked Mercedes Benz located not too far away, devastated by a crash. A man in a suit laid on the side of the road. His chest was barely rising, and he was about to succumb to his injuries. “Why don’t you call 911?” Jason calmly asked the question as he looked at the flustered woman. “The phone was shattered. My husband won’t make it!” The beautiful woman replied in desperation. At this moment, Jason was the only chance of salvation for her. “I guess this is fated to be!” Under the beautiful woman’s gaze, he smirked. The women stared absentmindedly at his aloof and confident behavior, unsure of what to do. Jason had already made his way in front of the man. He frowned slightly as he looked at the critically injured man. Then, he smirked. “Actually, there’s a chance he could live,” Jason grumbled under the intense gaze of the woman. Internal force flowed out from his fingertips. As the man was bleeding out and he did not possess any silver acupuncture needles, he could only use internal force to form a needle. Under the woman’s intense gaze, Jason continuously tapped his fingers. Miraculously, the man’s breathing became stable. Jason’s face became slightly pale as he let out a breath. It was not because he was not strong enough, but he had not yet organized his internal force. After all, it was barely three days before he came to be. “All right, his condition is now stable.” Jason looked at the distressed woman and spoke calmly. He shook his head and reconnected the three broken ribs in the man’s chest. Afterward, he pulled out his phone and dialed 911. “His condition is stable. He would just need a blood transfusion,” Jason calmly said to the woman. He was a doctor; helping the sick and needy was his duty. If he had refused to rescue that man, it would have insulted his doctoral identity and heritage. The woman could not even utter a word of thanks as Jason had left the scene by then. After he left, 911 emergency services arrived at the scene. As promised, Jason arrived at Azure Vista Hotel. Today was the 15th day of the month, where his relative would gather together. Of course, it only comprised of relatives from Jason’s mother-in-law. He had no relatives as he was an orphan. The surgical director in Mediterranean Hospital was looking at the hospitalized man absentmindedly. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he muttered to himself, “How is this possible? How?” He had been in the medical field for 20 years and had never seen such a would heal so miraculously. This had gone against everything he knew in the medical world. There was no bleeding even though the wounds were not stitched closed; even the ribs were relocated so it would not stab the heart. “Madam Greene, did the person really not say a thing?” he asked the woman while looking intently. “Director Johnson, you have asked me that three times. How is my husband?” asked the frowned woman as she stared at the middle-aged man in front that was wearing clean white scrubs. “Oh, excuse me. It’s just that the way he was saved was unbelievable. I can barely believe it happened.” Director Johnson could only laugh bitterly as his eyes showed a hint of apology.