No Way Back by Anna Mac

Until that day, a suicide bomber disguised as a civilian rushed into Yale’s house and took

the lives of Yale’s entire family

Only Yale managed to survive and was taken to the orphanage.

From then on, Yale would never speak again.

Everyone thought that Yale was mute.

However, later, Yale encountered the teacher, Yale’s Light of Salvation.

That was why Yale achieved what he had today.

The current science could not explain why Yale could not speak.

All they could explain was that the shock it had given Yale when the suicide bomber had

taken the lives of Yale’s entire family back then was so great that Yale had lost his ability to

speak.

However, as time passed, with gaining more care, Yale might be able to speak again.

Jane pursed her lips, and after a while, she made up her mind.

“Yale, do you believe me?”

I believe you]

Yale replied without hesitation,

Every apprentice who was chosen and nurtured by the teacher was both Yale’s most

important family member and people he could trust.

“I don’t know if my medical skills are useful to you, but the teacher once taught me to study

traditional medicine.

“When I was studying medical books under the teacher’s guidance, I accidentally heard the

teacher mention your name, Yale.

“I think the teacher’s intention is to nurture an apprentice who can treat your illness.”

The teacher….

Yale’s heart skipped a beat, and then, he nodded at Jane

[Then I’ll trouble you, Jane.]

The talk ended, and Clarence and Tristin walked in.

“Mr. York, you came at the right time. I have something to ask of you.”

Jane brought over a pen and paper.

Jane quickly wrote down the names of several acupuncture points, how to start, and how

long it would take to perform the acupuncture, Then, Jane wrote a prescription.

“You can take it to the relevant experts to appraise it. There are definitely no side effects

“Find a powerful doctor to perform acupuncture treatment on Yale and see if he can speak

again”

“What?”

Clarence and Tristin could not help but gasp.

“Trust me, please”

Jane knew that their time together was too short. Even if Yale believed Jane, it would be

very difficult to convince Clarence and Tristin Jane wasn’t sure if this prescription was useful

or not

Jane was confident that her acupuncture technique was unparalleled in the world because it

was personally taught by the teacher

However, if Jane said she would perform acupuncture treatment on Yale personally,

Clarence definitely wouldn’t agree

Yale was the country’s treasure. As long as there was a prescription, and Clarence and

Tristin could get a national medical master to treat Vale, the effect should not be much

different

“I understand, Queen. Il get some experts to appraise and execute this preccription”

Clarence hesitated for a moment before carefully putting away the prescription written by

Jane.

If Jane really had a way to cure Yale, it would be a great blessing for the country

To Yale, it would not only increase his work efficiency but would also allow him to speak like

a normal person, which must be also what Yale

wanted.

Yale picked up the clipboard.

I want Jane to treat me.]

“Mr. Mitchell, I know what you’re thinking, but it cant do”

Clarence rejected Yale without hesitation.

They had only interacted with Jane for a short period of time and were far from trusting her.

Furthermore, even if this prescription passed the review and they wanted to find a suitable

national healer to treat Yale, they had to apply to the higher-ups first and get approval

through many levels

Yale’s physical safety was too important. No one had the ability to take the risk.

“Yale, don’t make things difficult for Mr. York. I’m already very happy that they agreed to

appraise the prescription

“Whether it’s useful or not, at least I’ve done what I can.”

Jane comforted Yale

Next was up to fate.

Jane’s medical skills had never been revealed because there was no need

Although traditional medicine had been passed down since ancient times and was vast and

profound, in the era of science, modern medicine was clearly more effective and required

less time to heal the patients.

In such an era, there was no need for Jane to cling to her own views and go with the flow.

When the people around were injured, they would go to the hospital for a checkup, hoping

to be cured as soon as possible, including Jane

The combination of traditional and modem medicine would yield twice the results with half

the effort.

Traditional medicine might be effective in treating those incurable illnesses that modem

medicine was helpless against.

June wasnt a saint who would treat anyone because of her excellent medical skills.

This time, encountering a strange patient like Yale, Jone’s medical skills might really come

in handy

Only then did Yale calm down.

For the next few days, Jane kept going back and forth between Harbor City and the base.

Clarence and the others trusted Jane even more.

Until this day, a piece of good news came.

“Queen, the prescription you gave has been approved. It’s confirmed that there’s no

problem.

“The leaders have shown it to a few national healers, and they’re all shocked. They feel that

the person who was able to write such a prescription with Mr. Mitchell’s illness must be a

genius.

“Among them is the national healer, Mr. Marcy, who lives in Harbor City. He will arrive at the

base in ten minutes to treat Mr. Mitchell. Queen, at that time, you can guide him and

confirm that there are no problems at the scene.”

At this point, Clarence revealed a guilty expression.

“I’m sorry, Queen. I tried to apply to the higher-ups to follow Mr. Mitchell’s instructions and

let you treat him personally, but the approval was inaccurate. They finally decided to let Mr.

Marcy try the prescription for Mr. Mitchell.

Nodding her head, Jane replied, “I understand. Since the national healer has been

mobilized, there shouldn’t be any problems with the steps. Now, we just have to wait and

see if there’s any effect on Yale’s illness.”

Soon, Mr. Marcy arrived at the base.

It was an old man in his seventies, with his hair fully combed, and still radiant and in good

spirits.

As soon as he arrived at the base, he chased after Clarence excitedly and asked, “Mr. York,

who wrote that prescription?”