Chapter 1007

But now he was at his wit's end, completely desperate and willing to try anything.

If Franklin couldn't be cured and the President blamed him, it would be better to see if this herbalist doctor's acupuncture could be effective.

Jasper had said that if it worked, the credit would go to him as the doctor.

Jasper and this herbalist doctor would remain unsung heroes.

Thinking this way, he realized it was a win-win situation with no loss at all.

If it didn't work, he would just have to accept his bad luck and think of other solutions.

But could such a young woman really do it? Did she really know traditional medicine?

They had already passed three security checkpoints.

The doctor whispered to the young woman beside him, "Do you really know traditional medicine? Jasper wouldn't be playing a joke on me, would he?"

The woman's voice, deliberately low and slightly cold, responded.

"We'll only know if it works after seeing the patient. I heard the patient was poisoned before, which might have damaged his eyes. So, we need to stimulate the eye nerves with acupuncture. That's my preliminary assessment, but it's not certain."

She wanted to discuss Franklin's condition with the doctor before seeing him.

Sure enough, the doctor started talking non-stop, "The instruments show that all the toxins have been cleared from his body. All his bodily functions have recovered. The poison was very potent; at the time, he was critically ill, losing not only his vision but also his hearing and taste."

The doctor sighed again, "Luckily, there was an antidote. But the antidote cleared the poison and left this troublesome aftereffect. I'm at my wit's end. No medication works, and even various massages and heat treatments haven't helped him regain his sight. I... I'm just..."

He didn't dare to say these things to anyone else for fear they would reach the President's ears.

Since the young woman was facing the same situation as he was, he couldn't help but vent.

For so many days, Franklin's condition had shown no progress under his care, making him very anxious.

But he was helpless.

Thinking this, he continued, "I don't think you can do it either. You're so young; how could you possibly cure such a tricky condition?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He shook his head as he spoke, not expecting Sylvia to respond. "Let's go; the young master lives in this building."

Sylvia squinted her almond eyes at the small building in front of her. The surroundings were nice, lush and green, with a small flower bed in front of the building where some common flowers and plants were growing.

At the entrance of the building, two guards were still standing on duty. The doctor took out his pass as usual and explained that Sylvia was his assistant, allowing them to pass.

After stepping into the first-floor lobby, the doctor didn't stop and continued leading her upstairs.

They went straight up to the next floor.

doctor reminded her uneasily, "The young master lives in the innermost room. He has a bit of a temper; don't disturb

been tormented by Franklin's mood swings these past few

his understanding of Franklin with the young woman to

didn't know about

he knew about

Franklin's room,

Closer and closer...

had a strange temper? Your

stand anyone speaking

as a herbalist doctor,

reached the door of the room

doctor raised his hand and knocked on

came over to open it. He glanced at the slender woman

silent and followed the

was spacious and bright, filled with

brightness couldn't reach Franklin's heart or

man lay on a large, soft bed. His handsome face

footsteps, he sat up sensitively.

hope she can

at the corner of his

before

What now!

other herbalist doctors too. What if it works?" Jasper persuaded Franklin

hands clenched into fists on his

looked at his noticeably thinner cheeks, her heart aching as if stabbed by a

The pain was excruciating.

bed with red-rimmed eyes and opened her acupuncture kit, laying out

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to a hoarse

he disliked any other

made him very

Jasper said softly. He glanced cautiously at Sylvia, who nodded at him. Her pale fingers fell on Franklin's

made Franklin's expression turn

reaction was one of

Sylvia had placed ice packs in her nurse uniform pockets to keep her fingers cold on the way

fingers were icy and devoid of warmth; she feared Franklin might recognize

the current situation, revealing her

whether this doctor was reliable or not, there

later

things the President

poisoned his own son just

suppressed his urge to push this woman away and

heard her hoarse voice again. "Your body has recovered well. As I suspected, the toxins damaged your optic nerves, causing

helped Franklin lie down

around, he saw Sylvia take out a long silver needle and insert it into an acupoint around Franklin's eye before

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