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.

time, it was going to take more time

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

technique she used, Isabelle was skilled,

fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when

while, both of his

Isabelle administered acupuncture, she was as focused and serious as when she used a surgical knife or conducted experiments. Her eyes were fixed only

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Isabelle’s

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

a

was both restrained and captivated by her.

the last needle was placed and slowly exhaled. Finally, the

with fine beads of

Mr. Harris hand and checked his pulse.

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

water.

blood slowly flowed out of Old Mr. Harris’s body, gradually turning from bright red

Garth, on the side, looked on

acupuncture, helping the toxins to be expelled as

once clear water turned into dark, bloody

smell of blood,

continuing to administer acupuncture, “How is the medicine decoction coming along?”

his thoughts and hurriedly responded,

Dylan returned with

assistant, Dylan tested its temperature, then instructed George and his nephew to move Old Mr. Harris‘ back a

Mr. Garth to help open Old Mr.

placed the rim of the bowl near his mouth, as if intending to pour it down, but Mr. Garth was about to say how a person who was

his throat,

of medicine was poured down in one go. Not a drop leaked

in astonishment, and said, “Everything that happened today

alternative medicine, but upon hearing Mr. Garth’s words, they knew how skilled

“Remove the needles in about