Resurrecting the Genius Within

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Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 173 Isabelle’s Skilled Methods

None of the doctors or experts dared to give any advice.

In the Harris Residence, inside George’s house.

The bathroom in the room was very large and spacious. The bathtub was just the right size, built like a swimming pool.

Old Mr. Harris, with his upper body bare, was placed into the hot bathtub. George and his nephew, Sam, supported him from one side, ensuring he could sit steadily in the water.

Isabelle brought a chair and sat behind Old Mr. Harris, preparing to perform acupuncture. Mr. Garth assisted from the side.

Seeing the needles that Isabelle took out, Mr. Garth leaned in for a closer look and asked, “Miss Jenkins, these needles aren’t the ones you bought from me, are they?”

In the afternoon, Dylan went to the villa and brought Isabelle’s needles over.

Without looking up, Isabelle replied, “Mr. Harris gave them to me.”

Sam couldn’t help but glance at Uncle George.

Mr. Garth seemed to understand something. He smiled and said, “Good stuff. I imagine these needles weren’t easy to come by.”

Mr. Garth couldn’t wait to see Isabelle work her magic.

At six o’clock in the evening, the sky gradually grew darker.

Isabelle held a silver needle in her hand. Her acupuncture technique was somewhat different from usual. After inserting the needle into the acupuncture point, she used a somewhat rough method, forcefully manipulating the needle with abrupt movements that even caused the skin to tug

Onlookers were startled and apprehensive at the sight.

George had seen Isabelle administer pain–relieving acupuncture to Jack, and he had also seen her treat herself for menstrual pain. She was always very quick.

it was going to take more time and

over half an hour before Isabelle had inserted about a dozen needles into Old Mr. Harris‘ back. The techniques

she used, Isabelle was skilled, proficient,

sound for fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when he saw something amazing, he could only widen

of his

was as focused and serious as when she used a surgical knife or conducted experiments. Her eyes were fixed only on the acupuncture points, with nothing else in

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voice was clear and cold, with a slight hoarseness that hinted at fatigue.

demeanour had a kind of

restrained and captivated

her body as the last needle was placed

was covered with fine

Old Mr. Harris hand and

she took a prepared knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the tips of his

water.

out of Old Mr. Harris’s body, gradually

the side,

the toxins to be expelled as quickly

the once clear water turned into dark,

of blood, accompanied by

acupuncture, “How is the medicine decoction coming

thoughts and hurriedly

Dylan returned with Mr.

his nephew to move Old Mr. Harris‘ back

to help open Old Mr. Harris‘

intending to pour it down, but Mr. Garth was about to say how a person who was unconscious could drink when Isabelle reached out and gently

his throat,

clearly, and the bowl of medicine was poured down in one go. Not a drop leaked out.

opened his mouth, shook his head in astonishment, and said, “Everything that

Mr. Garth’s words, they knew how skilled Isabelle was with her methods.

and said, “Remove the needles in about