Chapter 104: Chapter 104 - Louisiana Voodoo

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Clarence said nothing more. He wanted to see this stubborn old man fill prescriptions in Thirteen Hall.

After entering Cecilia’s room, Clarence felt the temperature drop by a few degrees.

Cecilia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. She looked as if she was asleep and there was nothing wrong with her.

“Did you turn on the air-conditioner in the room?” asked Clarence.

Richard shook his head. “Nope.”

“There’s something wrong with the temperature.” Clarence was a little confused..

Greyson seized the opportunity and sneered, “Can you cure her? If you can’t, get on your knees outside Mediterranean City Champion Hospital.

“What’s that excuse for that temperature? Could the temperature has caused Ms. Shelby to fall unconscious?”

Clarence quickly glanced at Greyson. “Nobody thinks you’re a mute if you don’t talk.”

“You...”

Greyson was about to retort.

Trevor said lightly, “Don’t talk. Let’s be quiet while the others work.”

Greyson shut up unwillingly.

Clarence was a little surprised. ‘Trevor didn’t take the opportunity to pick on me?’

It seemed he was quite ethical after all.

According to the rules of the medical field, bystanders were supposed to be quiet and refrain from disturbing other doctors while they were saving lives.

His impression of the stubborn old man improved instantly.

Clarence walked up to look at Cecilia, who was lying in bed. He used X-ray vision to see what was going on inside Cecilia.

He checked thoroughly, starting with Cecilia’s brain and then checking throughout her whole body.

Clarence’s expression sank as his gaze glided over Cecilia’s stomach. He had discovered the cause of her coma.

“Mr. Shelby, get some ice cubes and chicken drumsticks,” ordered Clarence.

Richard looked at Clarence strangely. “Master Howard, we can go eat first if you’re hungry. However, can you tell me what’s going on with my daughter?”

Greyson looked at Clarence with amusement. “What’s the matter? Master Howard, do you need to feed yourself before curing people?

“If you can’t do it, kneel as soon as possible. The earlier you kneel, the earlier it ends.”

Trevor said nothing. He stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for Clarence to explain.

Clarence shook his head. “Mr. Shelby, who said I was going to eat the chicken drumsticks?”

“Then?”

Richard was confused.

Clarence continued explaining as he shook his head, “Have someone bring the items over. Preferably raw chicken drumsticks.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Raw chicken drumsticks? Okay!”

Richard asked no more questions and simply had someone bring over raw chicken drumsticks and ice cubes as soon as possible.

Clarence took the ice cubes and placed some of them on Cecilia’s neck and chest.

Then he placed a chicken drumstick over Cecilia’s mouth.

“This is nonsense! Are you feeding the patient raw chicken drumsticks?

“Regardless of whether a person can eat raw chicken drumsticks, Ms. Shelby’s still unconscious. Can she eat it?” Trevor thought Clarence was messing around.

At first, Trevor had thought that Clarence might be capable of something.

However, it now seemed like total nonsense. What rural folk remedy was this?

How ignorant!

There was no scientific basis for it.

Treatment with raw chicken drumsticks and ice cubes?

If this could cure Cecilia, there was no need for specialists like them.

Clarence did not even look back. “Shut up.”

“You...”

Trevor was fuming.

“I said shut up! Don’t you understand basic medical ethics?” Clarence sneered.

Trevor snorted coldly and shut his mouth.

He wanted to see how Clarence would wake Cecilia up.

There was still no sign of Cecilia waking up five minutes later, but Clarence’s gaze was fixed on Cecilia’s throat.

At that moment.

Clarence took out a silver needle and thrust it into Cecilia’s mouth. He poked it in sharply before lifting the needle.

Everyone looked at the needle and froze.

Clarence held the silver needle. There was a red centipede about an inch long at the tip of the silver needle.

“A centipede!”

“How is that possible?”

Trevor and the rest were shocked.

Richard had goosebumps all over his body. “My daughter had a centipede in her stomach?”

“The centipede was in Cecilia’s stomach. Centipedes love the cold and fear the heat. I asked for ice cubes to cool Cecilia’s esophagus so the centipede could pass through her easily.

“The chicken drumstick’s bloody smell can draw the centipede out,” Clarence explained calmly.

It suddenly dawned on everyone.

“No, if the centipede was poisonous and had caused Cecilia to fall into a coma, why weren’t we able to detect it?” Trevor shook his head.

Clarence replied calmly, “Who said this centipede was poisonous?”

Trevor frowned. “What do you mean? If the centipede isn’t poisonous, then what is?”

Clarence’s voice deepened. “It’s Voodoo magic.”

“Voodoo magic?”

The crowd was stunned.

Clarence nodded solemnly. “Voodoo magic exists in Louisiana. It’s almost impossible for it to show up in our territory.

“Someone has performed Voodoo magic on Cecilia.

“The Voodoo bug began devouring the contents of Cecilia’s stomach after entering it, putting her into a coma at the same time.

“If it finishes the food in Cecilia’s stomach, the Voodoo bug will start to harm her body.

“Mr. Shelby, who has Cecilia met since she came back?”

Clarence was sure someone had performed Voodoo magic on Cecilia after the car accident.

There was no way Clarence would not have sensed it if someone had performed Voodoo magic on her before then.

Besides, Cecilia’s villa was very cold. The person who had performed the Voodoo magic must have made the villa so cold to keep the Voodoo bug alive.

Richard’s face was grim. “Other than a few paramedics, only Chadwick came once.”

“Chadwick?”

Clarence knew about Chadwick. He was Cecilia’s college boyfriend and her current legal husband.

The last time he and Cecilia had gone to a bar, Chadwick had someone drug Clarence, resulting in him almost ruining Cecilia’s innocence.

Greyson looked at Clarence with disdain. “Who cares if you were able to get rid of the Voodoo magic in Ms. Shelby’s body?

“It’s just chicken drumsticks and ice cubes. Another coincidence.

“If we had used the gastroscope later, we could have found the centipede in Ms. Shelby’s stomach too.

“Wake Ms. Shelby up if you’ve got the balls.”

Clarence shook his head. “As you wish.”

With that said, Clarence grabbed a silver needle and inserted it into Cecilia.

“Dad...” Cecilia suddenly opened her eyes and shouted.

Richard burst into tears of joy and flung himself over to the bedside. “Cecilia, wonderful. I’m so glad you’re okay. You scared me.”

Cecilia smiled with a pale face. “Dad, I’m hungry.”

The food in her stomach had almost all been eaten up by the Voodoo bug. It would have been strange for her to not feel hungry.

“Okay, I’ll have them prepare the food at once.

“You can eat whatever you want.” Richard nodded nonstop.

Cecilia opened her eyes to look at the people in the room, happening to see Clarence.

Clarence smiled faintly. “Cecilia.”

“What are you doing here?” Cecilia looked at Clarence in confusion. “Didn’t we just leave the Wright family? Why aren’t we still in the car?”

Clarence shook his head. “Cecilia, have a good sleep. I’ll explain when you wake up.”

He massaged Cecilia’s neck and pressed two acupoints. She fell asleep, breathing smoothly.

Clarence walked out of the room, only saying, “You two, remember to report yourselves to Thirteen Hall early tomorrow morning.”

Trevor and Greyson were left standing awkwardly.