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.

it was going to take

hour before Isabelle had inserted about a dozen needles into Old Mr.

matter which technique she used, Isabelle was skilled,

afraid to make a sound for fear of disturbing Isabelle. So when

a while, both of his eyes were tired from staring.

or conducted experiments. Her eyes were fixed only on the acupuncture points, with nothing else in

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

serious demeanour had a kind of

was both restrained and captivated by her.

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

fair forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Old Mr. Harris hand

prepared knife, grabbed his hand, and cut the

water.

Mr. Harris’s body, gradually turning from

Garth, on the side, looked on

toxins to be

water turned into dark, bloody water.

with the smell of blood, accompanied by

continuing to administer acupuncture, “How is

and hurriedly

returned with

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

Garth to help open Old Mr.

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

his throat,

didn’t even see the technique 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.

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