Toppling the World with His Empire

Chapter 7:

Joseph’s qi was flowing into Mr. Watt’s bloodstream, searching for the organs corroded by the poison. The qi of a cultivator differed from normal. It was a strengthening qi, with special healing abilities, even higher than others’, not to mention, not everyone knew how to guide qi. Along with the increase in qi in the body, Mr. Watt’s complexion became rosier, his pulse steadier, far from the near-death appearance just moments ago.

This change made Willock suspicious, both astonished and unwilling to accept it.

After 30 minutes, someone quickly brought in the items. They placed the centipedes, moth wings, and fly legs in one vial. Joseph stopped infusing qi, this time lowering Mr. Watt back to lying down. He took those strange items and placed them in the patient’s mouth and nostrils.

“Look closely, this is obviously the sinister work of those quacks! They dare to toy with fire in front of the heir of the Watt family!”

The doctors around Willock also murmured, saying they felt no confidence in this behavior. They had received the most modern scientific education, trained in the most advanced countries, and had never seen such peculiar treatment methods before.

Willock and the other doctors’ words clearly reached Coco’s ears. To say she completely believed it wasn’t true, but she was still trying to grasp onto any straw she could find. She bit her lip, thinking to herself, if her grandfather’s condition didn’t improve, the outcome for Joseph would surely be dire.

At this moment, Joseph, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke up, “Coco, get me a tea bag from my bag.”

Coco immediately handed Joseph the tea bag. He placed it in the vial, holding it up in front of Mr. Watt.

Willock’s disdainful voice echoed from outside, “If he can really do it, I’ll eat that tea bag!”

Coco’s astonished cry suddenly rang out.

Tiny red-bodied spiders slowly crawled out of Mr. Watt’s nose and mouth, inching their way into the vial in Joseph’s hand.

A minute later, Coco’s grandfather slowly opened his eyes!

The recent scene left everyone here stunned to silence. Doctor Willock burst in from outside, witnessing an utterly unscientific scenario before him. He approached to check the readings on the machines, realizing that the indicators had miraculously returned to normal.

This was a disease their team of doctors had been closely monitoring but had yet to find a suitable solution for. Today, he had intervened himself, but it turned out to be a disastrous failure. In the end, just an ordinary man like this could snatch a life back from the brink of death.

Willock felt something inside him crumble.

Amile and Coco no longer paid attention to Willock’s mood. They hurriedly approached Mr. Watt, carefully inquiring a few questions. Tears of happiness overflowed from their eyes. Coco stood up, looking at Joseph with gratitude overflowing from her face.

“You truly are our family’s savior. You’re truly a master of medicine. I’m sorry for ever doubting you.”

Joseph smiled. The happiness of this family made him feel joyous as well. He modestly chuckled, “Saving lives is my responsibility; you don’t need to worry too much. It’s just a small matter.”

Coco nodded, full of sincerity. “Not everyone will be like you... There are those renowned figures out there who become arrogant, useless, and look down on others.”

This remark was a pointed reference, and everyone understood. Willock’s face turned from pale to red, extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, Amile turned to Joseph. Her attitude had completely changed since before. She carefully looked at him with full respect, asking, “What exactly caused my grandfather to become like that?”

Mentioning this, Joseph’s expression immediately became serious. He approached Mr. Watt cautiously, asking, “Forgive me for many things. Have you been to Daje recently and attended a party?”

Coco’s grandfather still couldn’t speak, just weakly nodded in agreement. Joseph understood right away, gently explaining, “You’ve been cursed. Daje harbors many witches and sorcerers, and this curse, though easy to dispel, is a sinister type... Perhaps someone has targeted you for a long time.”

This was their family’s private matter, and Joseph didn’t want to interfere too much. He just wanted to remind them to be more vigilant. Coco, the next heir of the conglomerate, couldn’t help but furrow her brow in thought.

Seeing the immediate acceptance from the powerful young ladies, Doctor Willock scoffed. He spoke mockingly, “We’re living in the era of science and technology advancement, yet here you are spreading such superstitious nonsense. How can curses and witchcraft exist in the 21st century?”

Amile found this person very irritating, disrupting them repeatedly. She mocked, “Then how do you explain the spider crawling out of my grandfather?”

“That must be a type of parasite egg in the human body, hatching under certain conditions and forming a spider-like appearance. It’s nothing horrifying.”

“Your machines couldn’t detect such an enormous spider in the patient’s body?”

Willock became hesitant. Nurtured by modern education, he found believes in such supernatural things unreasonable and bizarre. But as they said, he could not see through the core issue of the patient.

But Willock was selfish and had a higher ego than anyone else. He couldn’t bear the fact that someone like him had lost to a novice who hadn’t even cleaned his nose properly. While Willock was still fumbling for an explanation, Joseph turned and walked out.

The younger one was more arrogant than him, which made Joseph extremely uncomfortable. He stood there, trembling in disappointment and under the scrutinizing gazes of his colleagues, when Coco’s voice rang out, sending chills down his spine.

“You just lost the bet. Go eat that tea bag. My eyes are always on you. Remember to obey, or else don’t blame me.”

In that tea bag was the spider still trying to wriggle free.

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In another room of Hospital A, near to where the hospital director was suffering alongside a spider, Mrs. Smith and David were present. Because of the scuffle that day, David had been recuperating here. In the life of this pampered playboy, he had never experienced such humiliation before.