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.

in the innermost room. He has a bit of a

Franklin's mood swings these

the young woman to prevent

all, even Franklin didn't know

Jasper and he knew about

got to Franklin's room,

Closer and closer...

ear. Franklin had a strange temper? Your whole family is strange!

thought indignantly. She couldn't stand anyone speaking ill

current role as a herbalist doctor, she had

the door of the room

hand and knocked

open it. He glanced at the slender woman beside the doctor and said impassively, "Please

and followed the doctor into the

and bright,

couldn't reach

tall but noticeably thin man lay on a large, soft bed. His handsome face showed no expression

he sat up sensitively.

hope she can help treat your eyes." Jasper didn't

sneered with a hint of disdain at the corner of his lips. "No herbalist doctor

outright before they even

What now!

if it works?" Jasper persuaded Franklin earnestly. "Just sit down for a moment and let this herbalist

quietly, his long hands clenched into fists on his legs, his handsome face

thinner cheeks, her heart aching as if stabbed by

The pain was excruciating.

eyes and opened her acupuncture kit, laying out the needles on

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Franklin's condition, she deliberately lowered her voice to a hoarse whisper. "I'll take your pulse

slightly; he disliked any

made him

He glanced cautiously at Sylvia, who

made Franklin's

instinctive reaction was one of

packs in her nurse uniform pockets to keep her fingers cold on the way

and devoid of warmth; she feared Franklin might recognize her

current situation, revealing her

this doctor was reliable or not, there were many

found out later and showed

what crazy things the President might

he had poisoned his own son just to make

suppressed his urge to push

well. As I suspected, the toxins damaged your optic nerves, causing them to lose function due to

Franklin lie

silver needle and insert it into an

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