Chapter 141
The Heiress Strikes Back
141 Ignored
âGo and look for information on Robson and Johnsonâs biological parents. If you canât find them, see if there are any suitable adoptive families. Johnson is suffering from leukemia and autism, but the hospital has received a considerable sum of money that is enough for him to be hospitalized.â Sharon believed that Lydia would definitely be able to find clues about Robson and Johnsonâs parents based on the account and that phone call.
After Sharon handed the two children to Lydia, Robson seemed very tired and fell asleep soon after.
Lydia hid at the side and searched for the two childrenâs identities, while Sharon left the room quietly and went to Uncle Smithâs room.
Sharonâs expression was very ugly. It is clearly the best medical facility, but Uncle Smith doesnât look any better.
âUncle, you have to trust me... I have to try. I hope you can recover.â Sharon carefully picked up a long silver needle from her fingertips. Although I still canât control the strength of the needle, Uncle Smithâs illness cannot be delayed any longer...
At the thought of this, Sharonâs wrist trembled slightly, and she flicked the needle into Uncle Smithâs body.
Suddenly, a young and beautiful nurse pushed the door open and entered. When she saw Sharon, her face turned pale in fright as she shouted loudly, âWhat are you doing!?â
The nurseâs sharp voice didnât affect Sharonâs performance and instead made her speed up. I canât be affected by these things. The most important thing now is to save Uncle Smithâs life!
Whoosh-
The silver needles landed quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly. Sharon repeated Watsonâs movements in her mind; then, her hand accurately landed on Uncle Smithâs several major acupuncture points.
âUh...â Uncle Smith-who was on the bed-seemed to be very uncomfortable, his pale lips making a painful sound.
Although Sharonâs heart ached very much, she knew that she hadnât done anything wrong. If she wanted Uncle Smithâs body to recover, she had to make up her mind to complete this process.
âHurry up and stop! Come out immediately, security guards! Someone, come! Thereâs a crazy woman here. Hurry up and catch her.â At this moment, the young nurse felt that Sharon was deliberately harming people. As the patientâs family, a person who doesnât know medicine is actually treating the patient. Moreover, this method doesnât look like it is used often, and it is Chinese medicine. Isnât this taking the patientâs life?
âSomeone, quickly pull her out. How can you touch a patient like this? Also, take off those needles quickly.â The nurse rushed over and tried to pull out the needles without explanation. She even wanted to push Sharon.
âDonât move!â Sharon took a few deep breaths. She had previously thought that this kind of decayed medicine couldnât save lives. But after learning from Watson, she increasingly felt that combining these techniques with modern medicine could create a new miracle.
Sharonâs gaze sharpened, and a nervous expression appeared in her eyes. She instantly grabbed the nurseâs wrist. Watson said that itâs taboo to suddenly remove these needles when using them to save someone.
âYou, are you going to make a fuss? Let go of me...â The young nurse wanted to say something, but seeing how confident Sharon was, she couldnât say a word.
âMiss, please donât worry. I know youâre telling me this because youâre responsible for the patient, but donât worry. I wonât do anything that Iâm not sure of. This patient is also very important to me.â Sharonâs expression softened, and she smiled, her voice gentle.
âI donât care if youâre responsible or not. In our hospital, you should follow our treatment method!â The nurse didnât expect Sharon to be so easy-going, so she instantly became stubborn. âDo you have the qualifications to practice medicine? Who is your teacher? Let me tell you: donât make me angry again. Take these silver needles out and get out quickly.â
Sharon continued to perform the acupuncture as if she hadnât heard anything.
The young nurse glared at her and was very angry. She then stomped her feet and ran out.
In five minutes, Uncle Smith might get better. At the thought of this, Sharon quietly guarded Uncle Smith.
At the Harris residence, the appraisal convention had ended.
Madam Harris made a lot of money and happily interacted with the surrounding people. Crystal carried a glass of cocktail and walked toward Wallace with a smile.
âWallace, I have something to tell you...â Before Crystal reached him, Wallaceâs gaze was attracted by a business partner.
âExcuse me, Nicole is over there. You can have a good chat.â Wallace left after that sentence and went to interact with the business partner.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Looking at his back, Crystal suddenly smiled helplessly. Am I mistaken? Did Wallace ignore me just now?