Chapter 5 Using An Angle Needle To Save A Li!

• One needle was punctured. Without any delay, Anthony drew his eyebrows together and appeared to be straining to come. Even the little furrows on his brow furrowed. The audience yelled, "He's waking up!" Luke's face turned a pale green in shock. “How is this possible?” How could she have done that? Was it just a single needle that restored consciousness? With a calm and clear gaze, Wynter lifted her hand once more. She went through his EX-UE-11 point with the second needle. A swift stab was followed by a bloodletting. Anthony opened his eyes instantly.
• Silently, two luminous, round eyes with unusually long eyelashes gazed at Wynter. He had a pallid face. Everyone's eyes widened as they stared. Patricia found it hard to believe. "You just stuck two needles in him carelessly, and he's healed, little girl?" Wynter made sure there was enough bleeding by applying gentle pressure to the needle puncture site. She then applied pressure to halt the bleeding using a cotton ball that had been sanitized. It's not about piercing two needles at random, ma'am. One can revive their vigor and eliminate heat by applying the EX-UE 11 points and fingertips.
• His illness was brought on by too much heat, and acupuncture can treat elevated temperatures. "It sounds so convincing, what you said." Luke gave a smirk. This young child hasn't talked since right now. Who knows what side effects the needle you just used may have had? Patricia was perplexed. "This youngster is now conscious. Why are you discussing consequences? Are you not going to apologize, young man? "You are not involved in this at all." Luke looked at her and burst out laughing. "Now I understand. You're working together. While one pretends to be an accident, the other lures people.
• This is a group fraud. I knew you people who practice traditional medicine were all bad. After hearing this, Wynter's eyes abruptly became icy. She lifted her hand to speak. Anthony suddenly raised his voice, his voice cold and ill. Since ancient times, traditional medicine has been valued as a national treasure. You're not very good at medicine, sir. Future book reading should be a priority for you. "You." Luke was rendered speechless in an instant. The youngster had not been cured, as he had just stated. The child now raised his voice and even offered criticism.
• This was an obvious slap in the face, wasn't it? Patricia laughed until she nearly passed out. "You're told to study more, yet you're from Sacred Heart Medical University.” "Talking to people from the lower class is pointless." Luke gave a smirk, his words brimming with conceit. "A group of underprivileged individuals." Whoosh! Wynter flicked a silver needle out of her palm, slicing right through his cheek and onto the nearest tree. Luke was temporarily paralyzed by the viciousness of her action, and his legs even felt a little weak. But Wynter grinned, her grace measured and leisurely.
• Are you missing anything? Even though she was a small child, the hatred that radiated from her overpowered everyone in the area. Luke, trying not to lose his temper, questioned, "What did I forget?" "Apologies. Give me the title "genius." With a subtle tap on her phone, Wynter released a seductive beauty. Luke shot back, defiant, asking, "Who hasn't made a diagnostic error? You are a half-baked young traditional medicine practitioner, and I don't have time to dispute with you. Patricia interrupted, unable to take it any more, asking, "Is this all? Do you still follow Madame Gibson?
• A little girl won against you. You won't even apologize, though? Your medical ethics are so... "What is wrong with my ethics as a doctor?" Luke answered shamelessly. "Who is able to confirm what I just said? The combined income of your entire life would not be sufficient to pay Madam Gibson's consulting fees. It's fortunate for you that I provide free consultations.
• You people are condemning me and have short lives. You ought to reconsider your current location. Patricia shook with rage and yelled, "Y-you!" Luke snorted coldly, his expression disdainful. He seemed to be asking, "Can you do this to me?" and saying, "He didn't think this unusual young traditional medicine practitioner would dare to touch him in a world where the rule of law prevailed.