The phantom lay back into Xena's body.

Francis stretched out his left hand and pressed the Life and Death Jade against her head, giving no chance for the soul to separate.

"Gallbladder perforation, liver damage, severe abdominal hemorrhage..." "The energy of the Life and Death Jade is insufficient to restore, but Nine-grid Resurrection Acupuncture can be applied for the patient..." As Francis worried yesterday, one streak of white light was enough to restore the soul but not enough for Xena to pass the critical phase.

Francis had to use the leechcraft he learned this morning.

Spencer was angered by Francis's series of actions.

"Who's this jerk?"

"What are you doing to Xena?"

"Don't you know Xena is already dead? What are you doing with her body?"

It was depressing and pitiful that she died so young. Francis, however, hit her body, which was outrageous.

In anger, Spencer went up to tug at Francis.

At such a critical moment, Francis certainly would not stop. Shaking his arm, he fended off Spencer.

Spencer stumbled backward and almost fell to the ground.

Francis then took out the newly purchased silver needles from his bosom.

Tai Chi Divine Acupuncture, Style 1, Nine-grid Resurrection.

Francis muttered such acupoints as Hundred Meetings, Wind Pond, and Upper Pivot before slowly thrusting the sterilized silver needles.

Each silver needle was wrapped by a kind of faint white light and flashed into Xena's body.

As Francis dropped the needles, a pattern of nine grids appeared on Xena's body.

The grids spread and were connected by the acupuncture.

A layer of ruddiness appeared on top of Xena's pale body.

It was like the sun dispelling the darkness.

Before Spencer could pounce on Francis and push him away, he stiffened at the scene instantly.

He was in awe.

"The patient already died, and you still prick her with needles? Do you know you are god?"

"And you dare to shove Doctor Robert? Drag him out, drag him out!"

Because the view of the medical staff was blocked by Spencer and Francis, they didn't see the miracle and fired their criticism.

"Francis, do you know what you are doing?"

Rosie anxiously shoved her way into the door, "Come out, you are not a doctor. Don't disrupt their rescue."

She thought the man was crazy. It was ridiculous that a househusband came to the rescue.

And that was Helen's daughter they were talking about. Once the woman lost her head and vented her anger on him, Francis could not afford to make it up.

It seemed the misunderstanding this morning had driven Francis crazy.

This man fussed over such a trivial matter. Couldn't he grow up?

A dozen paramedics rolled up their sleeves, ready to rush up.

"Ms. Shaw, stop them."

Francis shouted out to Helen, "Give me five minutes, I'll bring Xena back."

"She's dead anyway. What could I expect?"

Francis's roar brought the devastated woman back to reality.

If it was in the past, she would not believe her daughter could be saved, but the rescue yesterday brought her hope.

Francis was a man working miracles.

"Let Mr. Yule do his rescue."

Helen's sad face instantly turned cold, and she fended off the medical staff, snarling, "Since you can't save her, let Mr. Yule do his job."

Although Helen was a young woman in her twenties, she looked awe-inspiring when she went mad.

Those medical staff instantly stopped.

"President Shaw, be sensible."

A doctor shouted, "Your daughter is gone, so stop trying and let her rest in peace."

Another nurse felt deeply grieved, "No, we must call the police, ask them to arrest this bastard."

Since many of them were parents, they really couldn't bear to see Francis harassing Xena like that.

The medical staff stepped back to block the door in case Francis fled later.

Rosie also glanced at Helen, "President Shaw, Francis is my husband and doesn't really know leechcraft. Don't let him mess around."

Helen's pretty face turned fervent, "I trust him."

"President Shaw..." Rosie could not argue anymore. Helen really didn't know what was good.

Rosie couldn't understand why Helen trusted Francis so much, but the man was an acknowledged loser within Thompson Family.

She found it ridiculous and felt a little upset.

How could her husband be valued so much by such a beautiful woman like Helen... At the door, many patients and their relatives looked on while letting out a torrent of abuse on Francis.

She was dead and should rest in peace. Working on her body would disturb her soul.

As for saving her life, that was a joke. Her heartbeat already stopped. How was it possible that she could be saved?

No one believed Francis and even shouted to call the police. Once he was arrested, he should be given a death sentence.

Spencer didn't roar anymore but fixed his eyes on Francis's silver needles.

"Nine-grid Resurrection?"

He recognized the technique and was more than excited, "Is this really Nine-grid Resurrection?"

As far as he could remember, that was a kind of long-lost magical acupuncture. As the first style of Tai Chi Divine Acupuncture, it could bring back the dead.

As long as the patient still had a sign of life, it could invigorate her qi and revive her.

Spencer had never expected to see such an acupuncture technique that only existed in ancient leechcraft books.

God favored him after all.

With trembling hands, he took out his phone and recorded the scene.

Bleep... When the sturdy security guards just rushed in, an instrument gave out a clear sound, and the entire ward fell into silence.

Then a fit of bleeps followed.

Helen looked up at the scene with her mouth agape.

A few doctors nearby were stunned and put in awe.

Fluctuations appeared on the straight line of the equipment.

Her heartbeat, pulse, and breathing recovered simultaneously.

They were slow in the beginning, but less than five seconds later, the frequency reached ten beats per minute.

Although it was still below normal, it presented one possibility: Xena lived! Everyone was dazed. The already incurable patient regained her heartbeat?

Bloody hell! How was this possible! How could a girl gain her heartbeat while her brainwaves were already gone?

How did he do that?

Tick... Whether they believed it or not, Xena's heartbeat was gradually recovering.

10 times! 20 times! 30 times! ...60! Normal frequency! She was alive! Spencer knelt with a thud. It was really Nine-grid Resurrection.

"Xena is alive, take over the treatment!"

Francis roared, "Come and help!"

The first rescue with acupuncture consumed a lot of his energy. There were too many things to measure.

Chilled by his roar, Spencer and others hastened to come up and treat Xena.

Everyone looked shocked.

Many doctors couldn't help glancing at Francis while doing the examination.

What a wonder kid! He really could resurrect the dead... The shocked Rosie glanced blankly at the still composed man.

Was he the same loafer she knew?