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

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

technique she used, Isabelle was skilled, proficient, and

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

while, both of his eyes were tired from

she used a surgical knife or conducted experiments. Her eyes

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and cold, with a slight hoarseness that

had a kind of indescribable charm.

both restrained and captivated by

straightened her body as the last needle was placed and slowly exhaled. Finally, the

was covered with fine

grabbed Old Mr. Harris hand and

knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the

water.

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

side, looked on

the toxins to

turned into dark, bloody water.

was filled with the smell of

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

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

long. Dylan returned with Mr. Garth’s assistant.

from the assistant, Dylan tested its temperature, then instructed George and his nephew to move Old Mr. Harris‘ back a bit and tilt his head upward.

Mr. Garth to help open

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

his throat,

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

and

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

said, “Remove the needles in about two hours, and the