Chapter 850 He''s Not Dead
Seeing everyone''s expressions filled with disdain, Baron forced a smile and attempted to offer some
reassurance. "Boss Nicholson, well… it''s quite normal not to find anything. This kind of thing usually
requires specialized—"
Before Baron could finish his sentence, Kingsley suddenly interjected, "I can''t find the cause of
death, not because Ick the ability, but because this person never died in the first ce."
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As soon as this statement left his lips, the surroundings burst into chaoticmotion.
"What? He''s not dead? Is this young man out of his mind?"
"Yeah! I can''t believe he came up with such an absurd excuse!"
"It seems he''s going to great lengths to save that female doctor!"
Everyone regarded Kingsley''s words as a joke.
Not a single person believed he was telling the truth.
However, Matt and Felix, who were hiding in the corner, underwent a drastic change in their
expressions.
Matt''s muscles trembled all over as he eximed, "H-How is this possible? How did he figure it
out?!"
Although Felix was also shocked, he managed to remain slightly calmer than Matt.
"President Fox, don''t panic just yet. I suspect he''s just bbering to save his sister," Felix said in a
deep voice. "It''s merely a lucky guess. Nothing to worry about."
However, despite his reassuring words, Felix''s expression remained extremely displeased.
Standing beside Kingsley, Baron was utterly dumbfounded.
He had juste up with an excuse that could provide a way out for Kingsley, but he never
anticipated Kingsley would utter such an oundish statement.
This shocking twist rendered him speechless, with all his prepared words getting lodged in his
throat.
Alice sighed. "Kingsley, I understand that you''re eager to clear my name, but this patient is indeed
deceased. This... is an unchangeable fact."
"Alice, have you ever seen me speak carelessly?" Kingsley smiled faintly. "I don''t make unfounded
statements."
As heid his hand upon the homeless man''s "corpse" just now, he had unmistakably detected the
continued flow of vital energy and meridians.
Such a phenomenon wouldn''t ur if the person had truly passed away.
While the fake death pill could paralyze the nerves and drastically weaken the heartbeat and
breathing, it couldn''t control the cirction of meridians.
The cirction of vital energy and meridians was intangible, only essible to those versed in the
lost art of traditional medicine.
Amidst the crowd, someone in the crowd loudly eximed, "If you''re iming this person isn''t dead,
then prove it!"
Others also chimed in, "Exactly! Show us the proof! But if you can''t, let us go!"
"Yeah, we''re all here for medical treatment, not to listen to your nonsense!"
Kingsley smirked. "Very well, since you want proof, then I''ll provide it."
With that, he lightly stacked his middle finger upon his index finger on the right hand and started
tapping several key acupuncture points on the homeless man''s body.
This action aimed to stimte the cirction of vital energy and blood within the man''s body.
Kingsley wasn''t sure why this person had fallen into a fake death state.
However, he was confident that by vigorously mobilizing the meridians within the man''s body, he
could awaken him.
This simple meridian maniption could be aplished with standard acupuncture techniques.
There was no need for needles or moxibustion.
Snap!
Snap! Snap!
Kingsley''s fingers resembled steel whips as he struck the acupuncture points on the homeless
man''s body with forceful precision.
After he had sessively targeted more than a dozen acupuncture points, the homeless man''s
pallidplexion miraculously started to exhibit a slight flush of color.
Snap!
The final strike came as Kingsley''s palmnded firmly on the five acupuncture points on the top of
the homeless man''s head.
It produced an incredibly sharp and crisp sound.