A Mortal’s Medicinal Elixirs

Convergence of the Stars? What's that? Everyone wondered. William ignored the guard's gasp and slowly stopped the treatment. The pillar disappeared, and he quickly pulled out all the needles. "Done." Thaddeus stood up to move his joints and rotate his head. Everything feels lighter and better. It feels like I'm twenty years old again. Surprised and delighted, he grabbed William's hands and thanked him. "Thank you, doctor. I will never forget this." He's a nice guy. William smiled. “No problem, general. It's an honor to help those who serve the country." Thaddeus laughed. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Barrett. Cseewhen you're in the northwest. I'll be sure to give you a warm welcome." William smiled. “Of course.” Deacon stepped forth and handed William a card. "A little something for your help, doctor. Please, take it." William spared him the pleasantries and took the card. "Thanks." Deacon respected William. Thinking that Deacon was someone worthy to befriend, William exchanged numbers with him. After that, Thaddeus and his group left. Once they left the prison, Deacon asked, "Mr. Phantom, you mentioned Convergence of the Stars just now. What does that mean?" Gun Phantom was a marksman who could shoot from anywhere and hit anyone. He was one of the most powerful fighters around Thaddeus, yet from the moment he saw that pillar of Qi, Phantom had nothing but respect for William, and that made Deacon curious. Gun Phantom took a deep breath. "Convergence of the Stars is a sign that he's a powerful Qi Cultivator. He's only that bit weaker than a Divine Realm Master." A Master? Deacon was surprised. Gun Phantom continued, "You still have no idea what that means. They calla phantom, and I too am a warrior, but that doctor you saw just now can easily killif I go within thirty yards of him. Ninety percent chance I die if I go within fifty yards." Now Deacon was shocked. “There's a ninety percent chance that you die even at a fifty-yard range?" Gun Phantom nodded. "Someone who has gone through the Convergence is smart, powerful, and moves as fast as a phantom. Sniping them is almost impossible, and even if I want to run from him, it must be in a place like a plaza. If there's any cover around for him to use, he could still killeasily." Deacon mused. "I see. Then I guess I'll have to befriend him." Not long after the general left, Chester cback with a stack of files for William to sign. William signed it all, and Chester smiled. "You can leave tomorrow if nothing else happens." "Tomorrow?" William didn't want to wait any longer. He frowned and asked, "Can't I leave right now?" Well, this is the last stretch of the road. Might as well. "You can leave now. I'll deal with the paperwork. Once everything is done, I'll call you." William bowed. "Thanks, Chester." Chester waved him down. "Don't say that, old friend. Go. You have a lot of goodbyes to say." William had to say goodbye to all the inmates here. He did help almost everyone here after all. Shad gastric problems, shad arthritis, shad cataracts, and shad heart diseases, but all were healing thanks to him, and they were grateful to the doctor. Even sof the officers had received help before. Every tthey or their family fell ill, they would ask William to help. Not once did William fail. All the inmates and officers were waiting for William in the plaza. When he showed up, everyone bowed and roared, "Cback soon!" Aw, guys. I'm going to Wait, what did you say? He cursed, “I'm not f*cking coming back, you guys!" The officers made sure the goodbye was a simple one, just in case they caused any problems. The inmates were corralled back to their cells after saying a simple goodbye. In the end, only Chester and his lieutenants were sending William off. "We might never meet again after this, William, but callif you need anything. I'll help you if I can," said Chester genuinely. William rubbed his nose. "Sure. I'll cif I have time. Oh, and remember to keep taking your meds for three more months." Six months ago, Chester was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor, but William managed to drag him back to life like magic. Chester had nothing but gratitude for William. "Yeah, I know. I will." He smiled. He sent William to the exit and handed him a card. "What's this?" William asked curiously. Chester smiled. "There's thirty grand inside here. All the wardens pooled their money. It's not much, but it's something for the wedding. Do call us if you do get wed." William was touched. Chester might be a cunning and annoying man, but he could be a good friend at times. William took the card. Chester then handed him a slip of paper. There was an address and a phone number on it. Solemnly, he said, “William, this number belongs to the granddaughter of a rich businessman. Tooka lot of effort to get this for you. If you can heal the kid, they're going to pay you well. Six figures at the very least." This is This is great. William tucked the slip away. "Thanks. And tell the others I said thanks. I'm going now." He left without saying another word. That was just how he was. He flagged down a cab and told the driver to bring him to the interchange. It would take two hours to get there. Even though he was in prison for two years, he always had his phone. Even his cell was a two-bedroom unit, and it was decked out with everything a human would need. Finally, I can go home. There was longing in his eyes as well as hatred. He was taken back to two years ago. Back then, he was a sophomore and a top student, but fate decided to play a joke on him. While his father was going to work, a speeding car crashed into him and killed him on the spot. The driver was a rich kid called Salazar Salisbury, and he was driving under the influence of drugs. Yet, thanks to his parents using their connections and wealth, William's father took most of the blame, and they were only paid thirty grand in compensation. Salazar got off scot-free and went on with his hedonistic life as if someone had taken the fall for him. Thinking something was wrong with the case, William started investigating, but then he was hunted down by a bunch of armed strangers. In a state of panic, he snatched a dagger and seriously injured one of his attackers. He too was injured, and his blood trickled down to the jade pendant he was wearing. It unlocked something in it, and William was granted the power of the legacy of an ancient civilization as well as something called the third eye. The third eye granted him the power to see through things. He could see the meridians, muscles, and nerves in the human body. He could see things most people couldn't seethings that shouldn't exist in their plane of existence like gods, deities, demons, and ghosts. The information in the pendant ranged from medicine, magic, and formations, to martial arts. Shocked by what he just got, William froze and was easily captured by the cops. The court charged him with assault and battery and sentenced him to seven years in prison. Thanks to that, William had tto process and examine everything he got from the pendant, though he mostly focused on medicine and martial arts. Six months later, he was known as a miracle doctor in prison. A year later, even people from outside the prison cto him for help. He asked for no money, merely a reduction in sentence. Thanks to that, even the warden respected him and took him as a good friend. However, his skills in medicine weren't the ones he learned the most; it was martial arts. He never showed that part of him, so no one knew. "I'm coming home, Mom, Sis. And Queenie. You've waited two years for me. I won't let you down." A gentle glint appeared in his eyes, and then it was replaced by malice. "And you, Salazar.

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