Resurrecting the Genius Within

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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.

going to take more time

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

no matter which technique she used, Isabelle

watched without even blinking, afraid to make a sound for fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when he

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

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with a slight hoarseness that hinted at

a kind of

restrained and captivated by her.

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

was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Old Mr. Harris hand

grabbed his hand, and cut the

water.

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

side, looked on in astonishment.

the toxins to be expelled as quickly as

the once clear water turned into dark, bloody water.

filled with the smell of blood, accompanied by a

to administer acupuncture, “How

of his thoughts and hurriedly responded, “I’ll

Dylan returned with Mr.

tested its temperature, then instructed George and his

help open Old Mr. Harris‘ mouth.

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 when Isabelle reached out

his throat,

the technique clearly, and the bowl of medicine

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

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

“Remove the needles in about two hours, and the toxin should be mostly