Around 7.30 p.m., Andrew, who had been meditating the whole time, suddenly clutched his chest. A heartbeat later, he spat out a mouthful of thick, black blood.

Valerie panicked and rushed over. "Are you okay? Andrew, you're scaring me!"

She held him up while Luther hurried over, checked him quickly, and let out a relieved laugh.

He said, "He's fine. This is good news. That was the stagnant blood clogging his system. Now that it's out, his body can function better."

Andrew stood and tried moving around, and his entire presence felt completely renewed.

Valerie lit up. "Andrew, did you recover?"

Andrew shook his head with a helpless smile. "Silly girl, it's not that easy."

He turned to Luther and carefully chose his words. "Mr. Johnston, this ancient manual truly has miraculous healing properties. However, my meridians and energy core are either destroyed or sealed, so I can't make any further progress. At this rate, the most I can hope for is to regain normal mobility. But breaki