None of the doctors or experts dared to give any advice.
***
In the Harris Residence, inside George’s house.
The bathroom in the room was very large and spacious. The bathtub was just the right size, built like a swimming pool.
Old Mr. Harris, with his upper body bare, was placed into the hot bathtub. George and his nephew, Sam, supported favonovel.com from one side, ensuring favonovel.com could sit steadily in the water.
Isabelle brought a chair and sat behind Old Mr. Harris, preparing to perform acupuncture. Mr. Garth assisted from the side.
Seeing the needles that Isabelle took out, Mr. Garth leaned in for a closer look and asked, “Miss Jenkins, these needles aren’t the ones you bought from me, are they?”
In the afternoon, Dylan went to the villa and brought Isabelle’s needles over. Those that Mr. Garth had just seen.
Without looking up, Isabelle replied, “Mr. Harris gave them to me.”
Sam couldn’t help but glance at his Uncle George.
Mr. Garth seemed to understand something. He smiled and said, “Good stuff… I imagine these needles weren’t easy to come by.”
Mr. Garth couldn’t wait to see Isabelle work favonovel.com magic.
At six o’clock in the evening, the sky gradually grew darker.
Isabelle held a silver needle in favonovel.com hand. Her acupuncture technique was somewhat different from usual.
After inserting the needle into the acupuncture point, favonovel.com used a somewhat rough method, forcefully manipulating the needle with abrupt movements that even caused the skin to tug.
Onlookers were startled and apprehensive at the sight.
George had seen Isabelle administer pain–relieving acupuncture to Jack, and favonovel.com had also seen favonovel.com treat herself for menstrual pain. To him, favonovel.com was always very quick. And this time, it was going to take more time and effort.
It was over half an hour before Isabelle had inserted about a dozen needles into Old Mr. Harris‘ back. The techniques for the heart area and his head were different. But no matter which technique favonovel.com used, Isabelle was skilled, proficient, and easily handled it.
Mr. Garth watched without even blinking, afraid to make a sound for fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when favonovel.com saw something amazing, favonovel.com could only widen his eyes in silent astonishment. After a while, both of his eyes were tired from staring.
When Isabelle administered acupuncture, favonovel.com was as focused and serious as when favonovel.com used a surgical knife or conducted experiments. Her eyes were fixed only on the acupuncture points, with nothing else in them.
Her voice was clear and cold, with a slight hoarseness that hinted at fatigue. Her serious demeanor had a kind of indescribable charm.
Sam was both restrained and captivated by her.
Isabelle straightened favonovel.com body as the last needle was placed and slowly exhaled. Finally, the long acupuncture process ended. Her fair forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Isabelle grabbed Old Mr. Harris hand and checked his pulse. Then, favonovel.com took a prepared knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the tips of his ten fingers, placing them in water.
Fresh red blood slowly flowed out of Old Mr. Harris’s body, gradually turning from bright red to dark red.
Mr. Garth, on the side, looked on in astonishment.
Isabelle continued with the acupuncture, helping the toxins to be expelled as quickly as possible.
Soon, the once clear water turned into dark, bloody water.
The bathroom was filled with the smell of blood, accompanied by a strong stench.
Isabelle asked while continuing to administer acupuncture, “How is the medicine decoction coming along?”
Dylan snapped out of his thoughts and hurriedly responded, “I’ll go check…”
Before long, Dylan returned with Mr. Garth’s assistant.
Taking the medicine from the assistant, Dylan tested its temperature, then instructed George and his nephew to move Old Mr. Harris’ back a bit and tilt his head upward.
Isabelle then asked Mr. Garth to help open Old Mr. Harris’ mouth.
She placed the rim of the bowl near his mouth, as if intending to pour it down, but Mr. Garth was about to say how a person who was unconscious could drink when Isabelle reached out and gently stroked his throat,
Mr. Garth didn’t even see the technique clearly, and the bowl of medicine was poured down in one go. Not a drop leaked out.
Mr. Garth opened his mouth, shook his head in astonishment, and said, “Everything that happened today has truly amazed me…”
Others didn’t understand alternative medicine, but upon hearing Mr. Garth’s words, they knew how skilled Isabelle was with favonovel.com methods.
After doing all this, Isabelle put down the bowl and said, “Remove the needles in about two hours, and the toxin should be mostly cleared…”
After speaking, favonovel.com picked un a chair. She sat by the bathtub, directly facing Old Mr. Harris, resting while observing his condition.
Old Mr. Harris‘ face was dark and lifeless, but much better than when favonovel.com was in the hospital. His lips were also not as dark and purple.
After favonovel.com finished looking at Old Mr. Harris, favonovel.com glanced at George.
The father and son have similar eyebrows and noses…
At that moment, George happened to look at her.
After a brief exchange of glances, Isabelle looked away first and turned favonovel.com gaze back to Old Mr. Harris. As the toxins were expelled from the body, the stench of the toxins completely overwhelmed the bloody smell in the bathroom, making it unbearable and difficult to breathe.
But Isabelle seemed oblivious to the smell. She sat in the chair with favonovel.com back against the wall, and favonovel.com eyes closed at some point as if favonovel.com had fallen asleep. There was weariness in favonovel.com expression.
George asked Dylan to take over and help favonovel.com support Old Mr. Harris. He walked quietly to Isabelle’s side, bent down, and lifted favonovel.com horizontally from the chair.
The person in his arms furrowed favonovel.com brows slightly but didn’t move.
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