Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Lucas slowly stepped forward.

His expression remained calm, as though the old man’s life-and-death situation was nothing unusual to him.

Taking advantage of the crowd’s attention being focused on the old man, Lucas casually slipped a hand into his pocket.

A moment later, needles silently appeared between his fingers.

The movements were so natural that nobody noticed anything unusual.

However, the middle-aged doctor was still unconvinced.

Ever since Lucas had declared that he could cure the old man, the doctor’s face had remained dark.

"You want to treat him with acupuncture?"

"Have those needles been disinfected?"

"What exactly are you planning to do?"

"Do you even have a medical license?"

Question after question flew out like bullets.

It was obvious he didn’t trust Lucas at all.

To him, Lucas was nothing more than a young fraud who had somehow guessed a few symptoms and was now pretending to be an expert.

Before Lucas could reply, the old man frowned slightly.

"Doctor Leo."

His voice wasn’t loud, but it immediately silenced everyone.

"Stop disturbing him."

"If the young man is willing to help, let him do what he came to do."

The doctor reluctantly swallowed the rest of his objections.

Although he was unhappy, he could only step aside.

Lucas couldn’t even be bothered looking at him.

His attention was entirely focused on the old man’s body.

The moment the silver needles touched the old man’s skin, the Soul Awakening Needles technique began circulating automatically.

The needles pierced into different acupoints with incredible precision.

Lucas’s movements were smooth and elegant, carrying an indescribable rhythm that looked more like art than medicine.

The surrounding crowd watched with widened eyes.

Even those who knew nothing about acupuncture could tell that this wasn’t ordinary needlework.

The old man initially tensed up.

After all, having needles inserted throughout your body wasn’t exactly a pleasant experience.

However, only a few seconds later, his expression began changing.

The sharp pain that had tortured him for decades seemed to be melting away.

A warm current flowed through his chest.

The suffocating pressure around his heart gradually disappeared.

His breathing became smoother.

The agonizing pain in his lungs weakened.

Even the numbness in his left arm slowly vanished.

The old man’s tightly clenched fists gradually relaxed.

A look of comfort appeared on his face.

Then came something nobody expected.

He actually began smiling.

It was the relaxed smile of someone who had finally put down a burden weighing on him for decades.

The two granddaughters were stunned.

The doctors were stunned.

Even the bodyguards looked at one another in disbelief.

Because before this, the old man had been coughing blood and writhing in pain.

Yet now, he looked as though he were enjoying a luxurious hot spring.

Seeing this scene, everyone unconsciously released the breath they had been holding.

At the very least...

The old man’s condition was no longer worsening.

Several minutes later, Lucas slowly opened his eyes.

"It’s done."

The moment those words fell, he gently flicked his fingers.

Whoosh!

The needles instantly shot out of the old man’s body and returned to Lucas’s hand.

The movement was so fast that many people didn’t even see what happened.

At that exact moment, the old man’s body suddenly trembled.

His throat moved violently.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of black blood sprayed onto the ground.

The blood emitted a faint foul smell and looked completely different from normal blood.

The crowd instantly panicked.

The younger granddaughter screamed.

"Grandpa!"

Her face turned deathly pale.

She rushed forward in terror.

The older beauty’s expression also changed dramatically.

Even the bodyguards instantly became alert.

Their eyes locked onto Lucas.

Killing intent flashed across their faces.

Two of them quietly moved behind Lucas, their hands already reaching toward the concealed weapons hidden beneath their clothes.

If anything happened to the old man...

They would act immediately.

The atmosphere instantly became suffocating.

Yet Lucas remained completely calm.

Not a trace of panic appeared on his face.

The old man sat silently with his eyes closed.

Several long seconds passed.

The crowd’s anxiety reached its peak.

Then...

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he did, everyone froze.

His complexion had become visibly rosier.

The weakness on his face had disappeared.

Even his previously unstable breathing had become steady and powerful.

Most importantly...

The pain that had tortured him for more than thirty years was completely gone.

Gone without leaving behind the slightest trace.

The old man slowly stood up.

Without anyone helping him.

Without any difficulty.

His movements were smoother than they had been in years.

The bodyguards were stunned.

The doctors were stunned.

The two granddaughters were stunned.

Then, before anyone could react, the old man suddenly stepped forward.

Under everyone’s shocked gaze...

He bowed deeply toward Lucas.

A full ninety-degree bow.

The crowd exploded.

The old man ignored everyone’s reaction and spoke with sincere gratitude.

"Mr. Gray..."

"Thank you for saving my life."

"My name is Xavier Wolfe ."

"For more than thirty years, this illness tortured me day and night."

"I sought out countless famous doctors and spent unimaginable wealth, yet nobody could cure it."

"Tonight, you have given me a second life."

Xavier’s voice trembled slightly.

This wasn’t merely gratitude.

It was the gratitude of a man who had been freed from decades of suffering.

"If there ever comes a day when you need my help..."

"Whether it is money, influence, connections, or power, as long as it is within my ability, I will not hesitate."

Xavier’s gaze became extremely serious.

"In this country, if someone dares to make things difficult for you, tell me."

"If you need someone to stand behind you, I will stand behind you."

"If you need someone to fight for you, I will fight for you."

"And if one day you find yourself facing a storm too great to handle alone, don’t hesitate to come looking for me."

"As long as I, Xavier Wolfe, still draw breath, I guarantee that very few people in this country will dare touch you."