Her Vengeful Rebirth

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Chapter 70 Medicine Meant To Kill

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For most children with such poor constitution, they could get better after years of training and practice of martial arts, but Ambrose was so weak that his arteries weren’t completely developed, and his internal organs were a mess as a result. The fact that he could even live till today was because Jarrett had paid a lot of money to sustain him.

But to Calista, this was a simple illness to treat.

The energy inside of her could be called Balanced Energy, and according to the ancient medicinal books, Ambrose was lacking Balanced Energy, which made it easy for diseases to attack him. The biggest effect Calista’s acupuncture technique had was to increase one’s health and drive away diseases, so Ambrose’s condition was perfect for such treatment.

As long as she performed an Energy Gathering Needle technique on his arteries regularly and supplemented it with some medicine, after half a year, his arteries would grow strong and healthy, his internal organs would regain their full operating potential, and his entire body would become stronger overall naturally.

Ambrose was a very sensitive person, so when he noticed that Calista’s expression did not change while taking his pulse, he had only two conclusions: one was that she didn’t know what to do at all, or two, she knew exactly what to do.

Could it be the second scenario?

When Ambrose thought about that, his face blushed a little. This girl looked his age, how could she be so highly skilled? He thought that he had better not pressure her too much.

So after Calista had taken his pulse, Ambrose spoke up first. “Are you the doctor my brother hired?”

Calista was reminded of Jarrett’s irritating face and she nodded, “You can say so.”

Ambrose read Calista’s curt reply to mean that she was forced to come here by his brother, and looked at her sympathetically. In the past, his brother had also forced several others to treat him, but they were all older men. Was his brother so desperate that he started to simply find just anybody to try now?

So he consoled her, “Don’t worry, even if you can’t cure me, I won’t let my brother bully you.”

He said in a very serious tone, “My brother listens the most to me!”

“Oh?” Calista looked at him as if he was a harmless little rabbit and asked him teasingly, “Why does your brother listen so much to you?”

wasn’t guarded at all. Plus he didn’t feel any dislike

the most important

brother, and there was no pain or illness on his face, only gratefulness and sincerity towards life, as

such a lovable child/have such

silent, Ambrose started again, “Were you also forced to come

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to his wicked and vicious grandfather, he was a good person. Ambrose saw that she didn’t

out and we were homeless. Mother was ill, and given the circumstances, she told Jarrett to abandon me, but he

the jetty at night. If

never knew that Jarrett had such a past. But then again, when she thought harder, she remembered that his family did have some internal conflict after Jarrett’s father passed away. At that time Jarrett

that she could see a thin and pale young boy working the jetty at night. Ambrose’s constitution was so poor probably

like Jarrett is indeed a good brother.” But not

His eyes smiled like a cute rabbit, and looked

a little moved by this and suddenly reached out to pat his head as she asked, “Then where did you get the scar on your chest?” She had seen this scar in her previous life when she had performed acupuncture on

Ambrose asked in confusion. Then almost immediately he said,

chest and

my brother. I was a bit too anxious, so I blocked the attack.”

thought to herself, perhaps this was the real reason why Jarrett was so

anything happened to this boy, Jarrett would feel the pain more than anything else, and would definitely

a lot of emotions overwhelming Calista, so he suddenly looked up and

smiled. She

Ambrose frowned and said seriously, “Don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re

eyes, and the brightness from his eyes

let out another light laugh, “If you’re still sad, tell me! I’ll tell Jarrett to help you, there’s

but stroke his soft hair and asked him softly, “What about you? Why do you

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