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

into Old Mr. Harris‘

used, Isabelle was skilled,

for fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when he

of his eyes were tired from staring.

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

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Isabelle’s

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

serious demeanour had a kind of indescribable charm.

both restrained and

needle was placed and slowly

covered with fine beads

Mr. Harris hand and checked

a prepared knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the tips

water.

of Old Mr. Harris’s body, gradually turning from bright red

Garth, on the side, looked

helping the toxins to be

once clear water turned into dark, bloody

the smell of blood, accompanied by a strong stench.

asked while continuing to administer acupuncture, “How

out of his thoughts and hurriedly responded, “I’ll go

with

instructed George and his nephew to move Old Mr. Harris‘ back a bit and tilt his head

Garth to help

bowl near his mouth, as if intending to pour it down, but Mr. Garth was about to say how a person who was unconscious could drink

his throat,

the technique clearly, and the bowl of medicine was poured down in one go.

shook his head in astonishment, and said, “Everything that happened

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

Isabelle put down the bowl and said, “Remove the needles in about two hours, and the toxin should