"Cursed?"
Andrew was taken aback. The rest of them stared at each other in surprise. After all, it wasn't every day that someone got cursed.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have been cursed," Dustin concluded.

"You're spot on. A few days ago, I was at Millsburg for a party and drank some wine."
Andrew nodded.

"This is not a normal centipede. It's actually a venomous curse." Dustin turned to Andrew.
"Mr. Harmon, where were you recently? Have you eaten anything out of the ordinary?"

"Hey, you! What's up with the centipede? Why would there be a centipede in my grandfather's body?" Ruth spoke up.

Clearly, Dustin was insulting them indirectly!

Dustin gave her a small smile. However, Dustin's humble words irked Dr. Jansen. He and his team had done all they could to cure Andrew, but this punk called it "no trouble at all?"

"You're welcome, Ms. Harmon. It was no trouble at all."

"Mr. Rhys, I don't know how to thank you for this. From now on, you are the Harmon family's honored guest!"
She bowed deeply to Dustin.

"That's amazing! Grandfather is awake!"
Ruth burst into tears of happiness when she saw her grandfather's recovery. Natasha also breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctors were dumbstruck when they noticed the monitors showing Andrew's vital signs were all normal.

"Is he awake?"
Everyone was stunned when they saw Andrew return to consciousness.

Suddenly, there was a sound of loud coughing from the bed. Andrew opened his eyes.

was terrifying to see a centipede climb out of a human's mouth. This was the stuff of nightmares.

When the people in the room realized what was happening, they were shocked. Ruth even started vomiting.

"A centipede? Is that a centipede?"
"Oh my god, there was a centipede in old Mr. Harmon's body!"
"Ew!"

A black centipede crawled out of his mouth. Attracted by the smell of the fried insect, it climbed into the container and began eating them.

Just as he finished speaking, Andrew opened his mouth for the first time after days of being unresponsive.

"If you succeed, I'll eat this container of insects!" Dr. Jansen said.

"Just because you can't, it doesn't mean others cannot," Dustin replied lightly.

"More absurdities!" Dr. Jansen snorted again.
"Do you really think some needles and fried insects can save a man from dying?"

Natasha opened the container hurriedly, and a pungent smell filled the room. Andrew got the brunt of it.

"Ms. Harmon, the container," Dustin reminded.

Miracle Needling could raise the dead, but only if the performer had the internal power to do so. It was a draining task, so he only used it for emergencies.

It was the long-lost art of Miracle Needling.

When Dustin finally placed the last needle, he was drenched in sweat. What he did was not regular acupuncture.

They clearly had no confidence in alternative medicine.

"What nonsense." Dr. Jansen pursed his lips disdainfully. "Acupuncture is a bunch of crap.
It's not even based in science!"
"That's true! He's just embarrassing himself!"
The other doctors in the room were also whispering amongst themselves.

With every needle he placed, Andrew's skin bulged slightly, as if something was crawling underneath his skin.

Interestingly, Dustin did not just stick the needle into Andrew. Instead, he was slowly forcing the needles upward from the abdomen.

The next three needles were placed quickly and determinedly in a straight line from the first two.

His second needle went slightly above the first.
Dustin inserted it without any hesitation.

Then, he gathered his concentration and inserted the first needle into Andrew's lower abdomen. With a flick of his finger, Dustin made the needle rotate quickly. A sliver of energy entered Andrew's body through the needle.

"I shall begin."
Dustin took out his silver needles and took a deep breath.

"Will do!"
Natasha nodded.

"Ms. Harmon, after I finish the acupuncture treatment on your grandfather, please open this container and place it in front of his nose and mouth," Dustin said.

Natasha glared at her. Reluctantly, Ruth went out with her bodyguards to look for the insects.
Soon, they came back with a container filled with fried insects.

"Stop your yakking. Go find those items!"

"Ew. Why do you need those things? How gross." Ruth said in disgust.

"I'll need a quarter pound of caterpillars, a quarter pound of spiders, and a quarter pound of cockroaches. Fry them and seal them in an airtight container."

"I will give you whatever you need, Natasha said.

"It won't be easy. The toxin has been aggravated, so it's more aggressive now.
Acupuncture alone won't be enough to cure him.
I need something else," Dustin said.

"Please, Mr. Rhys. The Harmon family will owe you a big favor if you can save my grandfather."

Natasha's expression changed into pleading when she spoke to him.

Seeing his swollen face, Dustin felt vindicated, even though he remained expressionless.

"You bugger! Shut your craphole!"
Natasha was livid. She slapped Dr. Jansen again.
The slap was so forceful that Dr. Jansen stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"If that's so, then I'm not treating him. You guys can deal with it yourself."
Dustin had no wish to continue arguing with them. He turned and made to leave.

Just as Dustin was about to begin his treatment, Dr. Jansen said suddenly, "A word of warning, young man. Old Mr. Harmon is a man of influence. If you fail, you'll have a lot to answer for."

“ I, …”
Dr. Jansen was rendered speechless. If he could save Andrew, he would've done so earlier instead of standing around.

"If you think he can't do anything, then why don't you do something?" Natasha glared at him.