Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Chapter 209

"Rowan, Esme, you guys really brought him home. Do you think he's a prodigal healer or something?" Travis taunted.

Esme scoffed. "The fact is in front of your eyes. Dr. Wilder's pill stabilized my dad's condition. Isn't he a prodigal healer?" Travis smirked in disdain. "Dr. Monas was the first to perform the acupuncture. Who knows? Maybe Dr. Monas' work came into effect on your dad." Hearing that, Ezekiel frantically objected, "Mr. Lloyd, my treatment was absolutely useless. It even worsened Mr. Bailey's condition. I feel so guilty about

Seething, Travis glared at Ezekiel before arguing, "Even if his pill saved the day, it's not proof of his medical expertise. Who Imows where he sourced his medicine from?"

"Enough!" Esme cut him off. "I have full faith in Dr. Wilder. Stop making a scene!"

Travis nearly exploded in rage. He secretly vowed, "Esme Bailey, I'll make you regret your words when you end up in my bed!"

Ignoring Travis, Esme said to Sebastian, "Dr. Wilder, please treat my dad's illness."

Sebastian wandered to the bed. Bob had fallen asleep once more due to his weakened state. Fortunately, Bob seemed to be doing better after taking the pill. Without further ado, Sebastian unbuttoned Bob's shirt, laid out the needles, and started performing the Flying Acupuncture on him.

out on any interesting moments. Despite being a prodigal healer himself, he unfortunately did not master the

one go. Then, he pressed his palm on Bob's chest and

The magical scene left

As a grandmaster, he understood the principle behind the glowing and pulsating needles-they were

treatment and removed all the needles from Bob, who remained in

at showing off, eh? But that was of no use. Mr. Bailey is still in

of the acupuncture. It was at

awake." Everyone gathered around him and expressed concern about his

up in bed once again. "I feel completely fine." Next, he got out of bed,

Bob fell ill a year ago, he had been bedridden. They had consulted many renowned doctors from different hospitals, but Bob's condition only worsened over time. After receiving Sebastian's treatment, Bob regained consciousness and started walking, which was nothing

he had once again witnessed a miracle produced by the Flying Acupuncture. He might not have mastered the technique yet, but

contact. He grew jealous at the thought

to express their gratitude and completely iced out Travis, which only fueled his anger. He

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