The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power

Chapter 190

Matt was stunned. Never had he thought that Kingsley would be able to cure Joshua's illness. However, no one cared about Matt's thoughts because their eyes were fixed on Joshua.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! That guy actually stood up!"

"There's no doubt about it! That patient has been cured!"

"Oh heavens! Our country's traditional medicine is awesome! It is truly our national treasure!"

At that moment, someone commented, "It's true that ancient healing is great, but isn't… that young man even greater?!"

Those words alarmed everyone. In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Kingsley.

"He's the God of Medicine! No, no, no. He's a real god!"

"It's a pity he's wearing a mask. We can't see his face!"

"What nonsense are you saying? Do you think that the God of Medicine would let us ordinary people see his face?!"

Everyone fell into a discussion as they guessed Kingsley's identity and why he would have such superb medical skills.

Meanwhile, as the topic of everyone's discussion, Kingsley casually placed his ivory box back into his pocket. Then, he said to Joshua, "How do you feel, Mr. Johnson? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

After taking a few small steps, Joshua teared up as he sobbed, "No, I don't feel uncomfortable, but it's all so unfamiliar to me… The feeling of being able to stand up is so strange…"

At that moment, Leroy walked up and kneeled with Joshua before Kingsley. Then, the two respectfully bowed a few times. "Mr. Nicholson, you've cured my father's paralysis. I, Leroy Johnson, have nothing to repay your kindness! I can only promise to serve and be loyal to you for the rest of my life!"

Beside him, Joshua echoed, "That's right. You're the Johnson Family's savior! How will we ever repay your kindness…"

Kingsley helped them to their feet and said, "It's nothing. You don't have to thank me."

Once the stunned elderly researchers heard that, they almost spat out blood! Nothing?! The skills they saw as a miracle were just nothing in Kingsley's eyes!

Suffering from a coughing fit, Scott stammered, "W-Who is this guy? Does anyone know him?"

Ronald shook his head. "I've never heard that there was a master of traditional medicine in Cleapolis…"

Meanwhile, Blake's eyes were brightly lit as he commented admirably, "I don't care who he is. I want to have him as my teacher!"

Scott, Ronald, and the others were left speechless.

Then, Scott whispered, "Mr. Hemsworth, what are you talking about? Isn't your teacher Old Master Todd? Isn't he from a family of great medical practitioners?"

"Exactly. Since ancient times, it has been a taboo for people in our industry to change teachers!" Ronald looked shocked as he continued, "If Old Master Todd were to hear that, you'd be in trouble!"

"It doesn't matter." Blake said something even more shocking while shaking his head, "That person knows the long-lost Gorgion's technique, so even if my teacher were here, he would also ask that

guy to be his teacher!"

Boom!

When those words came out, all those gray-haired elders felt like their heads were about to explode!

Gorgion's technique?! The method that man used was the legendary Gorgion's technique?!

The other researchers never doubted Blake's words because Blake's teacher was Old Master Todd, who was from a family of great medical practitioners. There was no way Blake would have mistaken that technique for others! Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

After taking a hard gulp, Scott felt his face tremble. "No way… Then, I want him to be my teacher too!"

With a flushed face, Ronald rubbed his hands while shouting, "Oh my God! I've waited for over thirty years, and my teacher has finally appeared!"

Instantly, all the elderly researchers were getting excited!

After all, the legendary Gorgion's technique was rumored to have the ability to bring back the dead, and it could also change a person's fate! Who wouldn't want to learn such a technique?!

The president of the Academic Committee of Traditional Medicine jumped up from his chair and shouted, "Mr. Nicholson! Mr. Nicholson! I want to be your disciple!"

The primary lecturer of the Cleapolis University of Traditional Medicine wasn't going to be outdone and shouted, "Me too! I want to be his disciple too!"

The president of the Clinical Research of Acupuncture kneeled on the ground. "Mr. Nicholson! Please accept me as your disciple!"

Even a senior researcher from an orthopedic hospital threw away his stethoscope and shouted, "I've learned medicine for half my life, but I couldn't fully cure a patient with lumbar disc prolapse! I'm done! I want to learn traditional medicine from the master himself!"