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As Loreen held her leg, she realized the man was not joking; blood seeped through her fingers. The thought of removing her pants in front of a stranger made her mind race.

Faced with the dire choice between life and death, Loreen hesitated for a moment but ultimately accepted the harsh reality.

She was determined to survive, and the thought of becoming disabled terrified her.

She glanced up at the masked man, her cheeks flushed a deep red, her heart racing, and her body shifting uncomfortably.

Finally, in a soft voice, she murmured, “Okay, thank you.”

Charlie acknowledged her agreement with a nod. He crouched down, seized her pants, and ripped them apart with force.

Loreen averted her gaze, taking a deep breath as her face burned with embarrassment and her heart raced almost out of control.

Charlie remained calm, like a still lake. Noticing the stab wound on her left leg, he positioned his index and middle fingers together, targeting specific acupoints, and pressed down firmly.

A wave of Reiki flowed from his fingers into her injury.

His entire focus was on the wound, ignoring everything else.

With remarkable speed, he worked on several acupoints, and gradually, the bleeding began to subside.

Drawing on the medical techniques from the Apocalyptic Book, he could have fully healed Loreen’s injuries then and there, reconnecting her veins and tissues. However, he chose not to overwhelm her.

Instead, he utilized his fingers as acupuncture needles to stop the bleeding and mend her damaged veins and muscles. She would only need to visit the hospital for minor wounds and could be discharged soon.

Loreen’s heart raced nervously as the masked man tended to her injury. To her astonishment, after he applied pressure to her leg, the pain diminished, and the bleeding ceased, leaving her completely shocked.

She had never anticipated that the Chinese medicine her family dismissed as ineffective could prove to be more efficient than Western treatments!

“All done,” Charlie stated matter-of-factly as he stood up and turned away. “Try standing up and see how it feels.”

Taking his advice, Loreen attempted to rise and was genuinely taken aback to find that her leg had stopped bleeding.

With a shy lift of her face, she said, “Since you won’t share your name, can I at least have the chance to repay your kindness?”

“No thanks,” Charlie replied firmly, wishing to keep his identity hidden.

“But you saved my life! If I can’t thank you properly, I’ll feel indebted forever,” Loreen insisted. She removed a necklace from around her neck and added, “This necklace was a gift from my grandfather at my coming-of-age party. You saved me, and I want you to have it.”

In her palm rested a platinum chain adorned with a crystal-clear pink diamond pendant.

Charlie was inclined to refuse her gift, but sensing a gentle Reiki emanating from the pink diamond, he reconsidered and accepted it.

Next, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around her waist, saying, “I apologize for tearing your pants earlier. I’ve called the nearest hospital using your phone, and the ambulance should arrive shortly. You’re safe now. I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me.”

With that, Charlie turned and vanished into the thick underbrush without a backward glance.

“Hey, wait…” Loreen called out, but he was already out of her sight.

Just then, she heard the siren of the ambulance echoing through the park.

She glanced down at the jacket tied around her waist and then in the direction where the masked man had disappeared, feeling lost and bewildered.

Suddenly, a thought struck her: the man had looked strangely familiar as he left.

As she searched her memory for his image, it hit her—he resembled the chairman!

“Could he be the chairman of Emgrand Group?” Loreen’s heart raced.

But without knowing his name or seeing his face clearly, how could she confirm her suspicion?

At that moment, Loreen noticed a gray-white pebble lying where the man had squatted. It had the words “peace and wealth” inscribed on it.

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