Spoiled by Mr Russell

Dominic placed his fingers gently on her wrist. He closed his eyes and looked like he was sleeping, but he was not. Frowning, he focused on her pulse. After a while, he removed his fingers and leaned in to examine her face. He lifted her eyelids, then felt her neck.

Watching this through the surveillance cameras, Fred rested his chin in one hand, pensive. Although it did not look like it, Dominic was treating her.

The earlier doctors had relied on all kinds of equipment to determine what illness one had, but alternative medicine practitioners did this through observation, asking questions, and taking wrist pulses. He was unsure if Dominic could save Lily, but there was no other way.

After examining her, Dominic stood up. All he did was gaze at Lily.

As Fred was bewildered, he watched Dominic open the bag he was carrying. It was a black, old- fashioned cloth sack. From it, Dominic took out a set of silver needles of different sizes and laid them out.

Fred sat up straight. Was Dominic about to perform

and watched

as Lily gave no response. ‘Does this technique really work?’ He stared at the

last needle, Dominic paused. “You’re my most disobedient student,” he muttered as he looked at her. “You always did things your way. I shouldn’t have indulged you just because you were smart. Look at where you’ve ended

at any moment without getting

a deep breath, Dominic inserted