Sleep simply refused to co.
Lucas lay on his bed staring at the ceiling for nearly an hour before finally giving up. He wasn’t sure whether it was because of the shocking $100 million that had just landed in his account or the overwhelming inheritance of the Supre dical Emperor’s Soul Awakening Needles he had received.
Every ti he closed his eyes, countless dical theories, acupuncture techniques, and treatnt thods flashed through his mind like an endless torrent of information. It felt as though an entire lifeti of dical knowledge had been forcefully cramd into his brain overnight.
His mind was unusually clear.
Far too clear.
Sleep was simply impossible.
Letting out a helpless sigh, Lucas got out of bed and changed his clothes before leaving the villa.
The night air was cool and refreshing.
Golden streetlights illuminated the roads of Imperial Gardens, casting long shadows across the beautifully landscaped gardens and artificial lakes scattered throughout the estate. Luxury villas stood proudly in neat rows, their elegant architecture making the entire neighborhood feel more like a private kingdom than a residential community.
Since he had only moved in today, Lucas decided to take the opportunity to familiarize himself with the area.
With both hands tucked casually into his pockets, he strolled leisurely through the quiet streets.
A few minutes later, a commotion up ahead caught his attention.
Several people had gathered near one of the gardens.
Curious, Lucas glanced over.
At the center of the crowd sat an elderly man on a stone bench.
Or rather...
He was barely managing to remain seated.
His face had beco deathly pale.
Large beads of sweat rolled continuously down his forehead.
Every few seconds, a violent cough would shake his body before fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
The sight was alarming.
Standing beside him were two exceptionally beautiful young won.
One wore a simple white dress that perfectly highlighted her elegant temperant.
The other appeared slightly younger.
Tears stread down her cheeks as she tightly gripped the old man’s hand.
Both won looked completely panicked.
Surrounding the old man were several doctors.
One was checking his pulse.
Another was taking his blood pressure.
A third continuously questioned him while reviewing dical records.
An ambulance had already been called, but judging by the increasingly anxious expressions on the doctors’ faces, none of them seed able to identify the root of the problem.
And the old man’s condition was only getting worse.
Lucas originally had no intention of getting involved.
After all, he wasn’t so wandering saint who devoted his life to saving strangers.
But the mont his eyes landed on the old man, sothing unexpected happened.
The vast dical knowledge stored inside his mind suddenly beca active.
Symptoms.
Diagnoses.
Causes.
Treatnt thods.
Countless pieces of information surfaced almost instantly.
Lucas narrowed his eyes.
Interesting.
This wasn’t an ordinary illness.
Not even close.
While he was observing, the younger beauty suddenly noticed him staring.
Already overwheld by fear and anxiety, she imdiately snapped.
"What are you looking at?"
"If you’re not helping, then stop standing there watching!"
Her voice was filled with panic and frustration.
Several bodyguards nearby imdiately turned toward Lucas with hostile expressions.
Lucas couldn’t be bothered arguing with an emotional girl.
He simply shrugged.
"Fine."
Turning around, he prepared to leave.
The doctors didn’t even spare him a second glance.
To them, he was just another curious passerby watching the excitent.
However, after taking only a few steps, Lucas suddenly stopped.
He glanced back at the old man.
Then spoke calmly.
"Your grandfather has less than ten minutes left."
The mont those words left his mouth, the entire scene froze.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
One of the doctors imdiately stepped forward with an angry expression.
"We’re trying to save a patient here, not listen to ridiculous claims from so random bystander!"
The other doctors looked equally displeased.
They had spent years studying dicine.
Yet this young man took one glance at the patient and imdiately declared that he was dying.
Who would believe that?
The younger beauty beca even angrier.
Her eyes were red from crying.
"My grandfather is already suffering enough!"
"If you’re looking for attention, then leave imdiately!"
Several bodyguards took a step forward.
The atmosphere instantly beca tense.
Lucas simply looked at them and shook his head.
Sure enough.
Nobody believed him.
One of the senior doctors sneered.
"dicine isn’t so magic trick."
"You can’t just look at soone and pretend to know everything."
"If you continue causing trouble, I’ll have you arrested for interfering with dical treatnt."
Lucas remained silent for a mont.
Then his gaze landed on the old man once more.
"Your condition didn’t start recently."
The old man’s brows imdiately twitched.
Lucas continued calmly.
"You suffered a severe injury to your chest many years ago."
"The injury nearly cost you your life."
"Although you survived, the damage was never completely healed."
The old man’s eyes widened.
Lucas wasn’t finished.
"Whenever storms approach, the pain becos significantly worse."
"You frequently cough blood."
"Your left arm occasionally loses sensation."
"You often wake up in the middle of the night struggling to breathe."
"And over the past few years, the attacks have beco increasingly frequent."
The old man’s expression changed dramatically.
The doctors exchanged uncertain glances.
Because every symptom Lucas ntioned was correct.
The younger beauty’s heartbeat quickened.
She turned toward her grandfather.
"Grandpa..."
The old man slowly raised his head.
For the first ti, his eyes were filled with genuine shock.
"Young man..."
"How do you know all of that?"
Lucas calmly placed his hands in his pockets.
"The reason nobody has been able to cure you is because they’ve been treating the symptoms."
"The real problem has never been addressed."
The lead doctor’s face darkened.
"What exactly are you implying?"
Lucas looked directly at the old man.
"The old injury left behind sothing far more troubleso than damaged organs."
"It’s been silently worsening for years."
"Every attack is more severe than the last."
"And if nothing changes..."
Lucas paused.
Then continued calmly.
"You’ll be lucky to survive another year."
The old man’s face instantly turned pale.
Even the doctors fell silent.
Because deep down, they knew his condition truly had been deteriorating year after year.
The old man stared at Lucas for several long seconds.
Then finally asked the question everyone wanted answered.
"Can it be treated?"
Every pair of eyes imdiately turned toward Lucas.
The younger beauty unconsciously held her breath.
Even the bodyguards beca nervous.
Under everyone’s gaze, Lucas smiled faintly.
Then said the words that left the entire crowd stunned.
"Fortunately..."
"You t tonight."
"I can cure you."
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