Invisible Security Guard-Chapter 54 Making a Windfall

54: Chapter 54: Making a Windfall

54 -54: Making a Windfall

“I’ve got it.” At the moment John Acme vomited, Yusuf Zuck finally saw what was wrong; he had found the cause of the illness.

The flow of blood in the human body is always regular, maintaining a constant pattern until death.

However, when John Acme vomited, the blood in a certain spot above his stomach suddenly began to flow backward.

It seemed as if something was blocking the blood when it reached that spot, causing it to flow back in the same manner.

This reversal was akin to what’s mentioned in martial arts novels about ‘True Qi’ flowing in reverse.

When the blood flowed back, the sudden compression triggered a reflexive vomiting response in John Acme.

Yusuf Zuck was no doctor, but he was certain that it was the blood flowing back that caused John Acme to vomit.

“You’ve got it?

Mr.

Ray, please, I’m begging you, help my husband!” Hearing Yusuf Zuck say he had a clue, Clara Zuck grasped at it like a lifeline, her whole body shaking with agitation, and though John Acme was vomiting, his face was lit with excitement.

“Turn around, don’t move, take off your shirt, I’ll give it a try!” Yusuf Zuck had already begun helping John Acme take off his shirt as he spoke.

With his shirt removed, John Acme’s slender frame was exposed in front of Yusuf Zuck.

He was skin and bones, having vomited continuously for several months, with each rib clearly visible.

If he continued to vomit for another month or even half a month, he would likely vomit to death, as his physical condition was now almost that of a long-term bedridden patient.

Yusuf Zuck located a point between the ribs on John Acme’s back, the exact spot that corresponded to the blockage in his stomach.

He curled his finger into a cone shape and gently pressed it on that spot, then slowly began to apply more pressure and massage it.

“Huh?” Just as Yusuf Zuck began to apply pressure and massage, John Acme, who was in the midst of vomiting, suddenly felt his urge to vomit diminish.

He stopped dry-heaving bile, instead closing his eyes in comfortable enjoyment.

Clara Zuck couldn’t believe her eyes, as she knew all too well what John Acme’s condition was like during an episode, where he would vomit for more than ten minutes without ceasing.

But now, after only a few retches, Divine Doctor Ray merely pressed on his back, and John Acme actually stopped vomiting!

It was a miracle!

They had found the right person.

“Are you feeling much better now?” Yusuf Zuck continued massaging while using telekinesis to further investigate.

At that point, blood was not circulating properly, but with his massaging and pressure, blood began to slowly pass through again.

“Mm, no more urge to vomit, much better.

It’s been three months, and this is the first time I feel this comfortable.

Mr.

Ray, thank you!”

“Don’t thank me yet, it’s not fully cured; you have a…

hmm, probably an acupressure point here that’s troubled.

You might still have an attack in four hours,” Yusuf Zuck shook his head, “I can only alleviate your symptoms now and ease your pain.”

John Acme took a deep breath, “Please, Mr.

Ray, cure me, and I shall repay you generously!”

“I might not be able to cure it, though.

But find a traditional healer skilled in acupuncture and let them give it a try.

There’s nothing essentially wrong with your body; it’s just congestion of blood and Qi causing the vomiting.

It’s this acupressure point I’m pressing that’s problematic.

So find someone skilled in acupuncture to treat you thoroughly, and even after you’re healed, take good care of your body!”

“Of course, if you vomit again in two hours, let Clara help you massage this spot.

It shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“Ainsley, remember this spot, mark it with a pen, quick!” John Acme urged.

“Mmhm mmhm.” Ainsley McCann immediately nodded, took out a marker, and drew a circle where Yusuf Zuck had been massaging.

“Alright, it’s clear now, let’s wait and see what happens in two hours.” Yusuf Zuck noticed that through his manipulation, the spot was completely cleared.

In reality, John Acme didn’t have any serious illness; it was just something not quite right in that area.

Yusuf Zuck also surmised that John Acme must have suffered an impact there three months prior, otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this.

With the help of Clara Zuck, John Acme got dressed and finally stood up, extending both hands in a gesture of gratitude, “Mr.

Ray, a great kindness can’t be thanked enough.

You are a Divine Doctor; I’ve truly seen it this time!”

“Please don’t say that; I don’t even have a medical license!” Yusuf Zuck waved his hands dismissively.

Having saved lives twice by chance, if it were any real bodily disease, he would have been completely helpless.

“Heh, these days people value skill over certificates.

Mr.

Ray, with such miraculous medical skills, I’m afraid even national experts can’t compare to you!” Having suffered for three months and sought help everywhere, John Acme had spent millions searching for top physicians.

Those famous doctors had certificates, but they weren’t as effective as this uncertified ‘Divine Doctor Ray.’

This ‘Divine Doctor Ray’ was truly extraordinary.

Yusuf Zuck just waved his hands and shook his head, refusing to say more.

The more one says, the more likely they are to slip up, and he didn’t want to give himself away, as he wasn’t really a doctor.

“By the way, Mr.

Ray, may I know your real surname?” John Acme suddenly asked for Yusuf Zuck’s real name, certain that Ray was an alias.

Yusuf Zuck thought for a moment and replied, “My name is Yusuf Zuck, from Shandong, currently living in the capital city.”

“Mm, here’s my business card.

If there’s anything you need, Mr.

Zuck, I’ll be there!” John Acme handed over his business card, which listed him as the Chairman of some Shanghai real estate company!

The guy turned out to be a developer.

“So, Mr.

Acme is a big businessman.” Yusuf Zuck pocketed the business card and said.

“Small ventures, can’t compare with those big developers,” John Acme said with a wave of his hand.

The two chatted for a while, and before they knew it, seventy-something minutes had passed, and John Acme was about to have another attack.

As the time was about to come, he took off his clothes on his own and signaled Clara Zuck to help him massage later.

Yusuf Zuck was also observing the inside of John Acme’s body.

Soon, after about a minute, John Acme felt the urge to vomit, and Clara Zuck immediately started to massage the acupoint vigorously with her fingers, just as Yusuf Zuck had done before.

John Acme only gagged once and hadn’t thrown up, but then the nauseous feeling slowly subsided, and he held back the urge to vomit.

Yusuf Zuck’s eyes brightened at that moment because this time the relief was much greater than before! freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

“There is a problem with the acupoint, and through massaging and kneading the acupoint, it should gradually recover completely!” Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath, it seemed that John Acme’s illness might indeed be cured by his own inexperienced practices.

“Haha, comfortable, awesome!” John Acme laughed at this time, while Clara Zuck was still energetically massaging the acupoint, her face filled with excitement.

“Try it several more times, massage this acupoint more even when you’re not having an attack.

That should be about right.” This was Yusuf Zuck’s final confirmation, his message was clear – even without finding an acupuncturist trained in traditional Chinese medicine, there should be no problem.

“Okay, good, that’s about it, I don’t feel like throwing up at all anymore, Clara, that’s enough!” John Acme put his clothes back on, and even stood up to stretch his arms and legs.

“Dr.

Zuck, I’m hosting dinner tonight, right here, my treat!” John Acme was very excited, realizing his condition had improved and that he might not be far from recovery, his spirit and energy came flooding back.

It’s just the way people are.

Some people find out they have cancer and, because their families don’t tell them, they could live for months or even years.

But once the family breaks the news of the terminal illness, the patient’s spirit and vitality dissipate almost instantly.

There’s a saying among the people that most cancer patients scare themselves to death; knowing death is inevitable, their spirit breaks down, and therefore, they do not last long.

But if one doesn’t know about their cancer, and continues to maintain a healthy, active, and optimistic attitude every day, they can live longer, and sometimes even witness miracles.

“Now that you’re so weak, you shouldn’t eat greasy food or have a meaty feast, you should be recuperating, so let’s forget it, and I’ve got things to do, so let it be for today!”

“That works.” John Acme nodded, “When my health is completely restored, even if you’re back in Beijing, I’ll go to Beijing to take you out for a meal.

Besides, apart from the fifty thousand consulting fee, name your price.” John Acme was blunt, directly asking Yusuf Zuck to name a price for saving his life.

How much for the cure?

“Let’s just stick to the fifty thousand,” Yusuf Zuck replied with a smile and a shake of his head.

Having fifty thousand was fortune enough, so that should suffice.

It’s not right to be too greedy.

“Dr.

Zuck is really generous,” John Acme said with a smile.

“Leave your bank card number with Clara.

We need to separate our accounts.

You may not want it, but I insist on giving a reward, and it must be given.

These past few months, I came to realize that without a good body, no matter how much money you have, what good is it?

So you must leave your bank card number.”

“Yeah, my family’s John never owes anyone favors, you can’t break that tradition!” Clara Zuck said, linking her arm through John Acme’s.

“Alright, I’ll send you my bank card number!” Yusuf Zuck had his bank card number in a message on his phone and, judging by John Acme’s generous demeanor, it seemed that fifty thousand might indeed be a little low.

Since he wanted to give more, why be modest about it?

In front of them, Yusuf Zuck sent the information directly to Clara Zuck’s phone, while John Acme and Clara began to take their leave, and Ainsley McCann, who had been silent, also left with them.

Yusuf Zuck, holding the briefcase with fifty thousand, returned to his room.

Not long after, Ainsley McCann called: “Rich guy, looking for a sugar daddy…” Ainsley McCann cooed into the phone.

“Did you separate from them?” Yusuf Zuck asked in surprise.

“Yeah, I’m just around the corner from Marriott, didn’t go far.

Hey, rich guy, wanna meet up?” Ainsley McCann giggled on the phone.

“Meet up, sure.

Come to the hotel, and I’ll book another room so we can have a good chat about life.

I’ll read your palm, examine your bones and all that,” said Yusuf Zuck with a chuckle.

Ainsley McCann teased, “Dream on, I’m not coming.

But you have to take me out to dinner, I want a feast, and I’m gonna bleed you dry.”

“I can’t go out, my boss is here, I can’t leave.

So do this, wait for me in the hotel lobby, I’ll give you two hundred thousand, and you can go eat by yourself, bring your friends if you like!” Yusuf Zuck owed the windfall of fifty thousand to Ainsley McCann’s introduction.

If not for her, where would he have gotten such a windfall?

So giving her two hundred thousand was like a reward, to let her know that her referral hadn’t been in vain!

“Ah…you’re giving me two hundred thousand?

Are you serious?” Ainsley McCann suddenly sounded stunned on the phone, was this benefactor too generous?

“I’m coming down now, wait for me in the lobby.” Yusuf Zuck said and hung up the phone.

And as soon as he hung up, his phone beeped with a message alert.

He walked outside while glancing at the message, and suddenly became overwhelmed with disbelief—it was a bank transfer notice.

A substantial amount of money had been transferred into his bank account.

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