A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 119,A Beauty with Multiple Masks

“Are you alright?” Vinson looked back and asked. Arielle shook her head. “I’m okay. Please do not rough up the patient, Mr. Jupiter. Sufferers of trauma tend to be more sensitive toward external stimuli, so he didn’t mean to.” “Okay…” Only then did Harvey withdraw the hand that Carter held onto, but he remained where he was and kept a vigilant eye on the man in the bed. Carter winced and massaged his own temple.

“Hey, Harvey. How about you hit the fella harder next time and kill him outright so we don’t have to go through all this trouble of trying to fix his kooky head?” Harvey cleared his throat sheepishly in response, and found it inexplicably vexing to see Vinson and Arielle stand in close proximity.

to see the patient completely out cold with a bloodied nose and with

he can’t sustain any more of these injuries, as it would only compound upon his condition. Sufferers of PTSD are emotionally fragile, so

go ahead.” Klaus spoke diffidently without realizing it. Before Arielle began, she took the time to remind Carter. “Please help me

Klaus bowed in response. “Don’t worry, we won’t.” Carter then exited and closed the door to the ward behind him. Arielle retrieved a copper-plated needle and approached the patient. “Are you going for the head?” Klaus said, seemingly a

in her hand, she proceeded to jab them into the Baihui, Sishencong, Shenting, and Fengchi acupuncture points on the head with pinpoint precision. Jordan’s eyes were riveted as he watched on at the side, positively certain that Carter would have lost his marbles if he were there because he himself could not help but worry