Chapter 3 Desperate Measures

• Jonathan Fuller, lying on the bed, did not expect this girl to dare to speak to Johnson like that. Everyone in the Fuller Family knew that Johnson had been with them since he was young and was considered a respected elder. Besides the master, no one dared to offend him.
• She's either very brave or very foolish.
• Grandpa said that it was supposed to be the Christoffs' second daughter marrying me. However, after a recent medical checkup, they found out that Selene might be infertile. Grandpa would never agree to let a barren woman marry into the family.
• And this girl was switched in. If I ignore her appearance and just judge from the voice alone, I would think she was a beautiful lady.
• He covered his mouth and coughed, "Johnson, please leave."
• "But, Master Jonathan, she—"
• "Leave!"
• Although his voice sounded calm, Rachel felt a bone-chilling coldness. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man on the bed.
• The man sat upright on the bed, his black shirt accentuating his sculpted and cold face, unable to hide his noble and aloof demeanor.
• Even though his lower body was paralyzed, his majesty remained undiminished. Rachel admired this about him.
• If she could get him to tell her about the situation in the Fullers, she might be able to find out the cause of her grandmother's death, and her purpose for coming here would be achieved.
• Once she found out the truth, she could figure out a way to leave.
• Johnson couldn't intervene any further and respectfully left, closing the door behind him.
• The room fell into darkness once again, and Rachel felt uncomfortable. She asked Jonathan, "Can we open the curtains?"
• "No," he refused without hesitation. His voice was deep and husky, as if it could strike someone's heart.
• "Don't you think it's gloomy like this?" Combined with the cold air emanating from him, she felt like she was freezing to death.
• The man sneered, "Isn't this good? I don't want to see you, and you don't want to see me."
• Rachel retorted, "But we'll have to see each other every day in the future. Do you plan to keep it like this forever?"
• Avoidance was not the solution.
• "Besides, how can I treat your legs like this?"
• A hint of surprise flickered in Jonathan's inky eyes.
• "You can treat my legs?"
• Rachel shrugged modestly, "I can give it a try."
• She agreed to treat Jonathan's leg because she wanted him to owe her a favor so that he could help investigate her grandmother's cause of death. No one else in the Fuller Family knew about this better than him.
• Jonathan hadn't seen the sunlight for several months. Ever since he was told he couldn't walk anymore, he had been isolating himself in his room, numbing himself.
• Can this woman really cure me? Grandpa tried to ask a lot of hospitals and doctors for help, but they failed.
• Thinking of this, the light in his eyes dimmed once again.
• "Forget it; my leg can't be cured even by renowned doctors. How can you cure it?"
• Instead of holding onto false hope, it would be better to give up from the start.
• Rachel could understand him. It was hard to find out that one would be bedridden if one were so handsome too.
• She confidently raised her eyebrows.
• "You won't lose anything by letting me try. What if this desperate attempt actually works?"
• Jonathan glanced at her coldly. "I'm not desperate."
• Rachel knew that Jonathan had a bad temper. She had to cajole him.
• She smiled brightly, tapping herself.
• "I am. I am, okay?"
• Jonathan was actually curious to see how capable this girl was.
• "So, what's your plan now?"
• "Just wait a moment..."
• Rachel took out a small package from her suitcase. When she opened it, Jonathan saw that it was full of silver needles of different thicknesses. Is she actually skilled?
• When Rachel walked up to Jonathan with the needles and lowered her head to examine his leg, Jonathan finally saw her face clearly.
• Jonathan couldn't help but sigh. Grandpa, what did you get me? She's… hideous.
• Rachel was only focused on Jonathan's legs. It was hard to treat. This wasn't regular paralysis.
• She needed to treat him for a while and observe the results. She raised her gaze and finally had the chance to take a good look at him.
• Perfect facial features, highly aggressive, with a predominantly Western contour, strong lines, and a strong masculine temperament. The sharp aura exuded from him gave off a natural sense of nobility and distance.
• Pity he's paralyzed, but meeting him is good fortune in and of itself.
• "Well, I'm going to start acupuncture now. It might hurt a bit, so bear with it."
• "Wait a minute," Jonathan looked at the needles, and he gulped, and he looked at Rachel with doubt, "Do you have a medical license?"
• Rachel was stunned. Medical license? I'm a professor-level expert, and if he really wants me to treat him, he would probably have to wait for several months.
• But with how I'm looking right now, Jonathan would definitely not believe me.
• "I left my license back in the village, but don't worry, I can treat this illness."
• When she took out the first needle, her hand trembled, and she almost dropped it on the ground.
• "Sorry, sorry. It's been a long time since I last gave someone acupuncture, so I'm a bit nervous."
• Jonathan's face was gloomy. Nervousness? Could she be some kind of quack?
• Rachel picked up the needle and was about to insert it when Jonathan suddenly grabbed her wrist.
• She looked at him in astonishment, her eyebrows raised.
• "You need to understand that I have searched for famous doctors for this leg. I have consulted almost all the doctors inside and outside the nation. Do you think you can treat them with your limited skills?"
• Rachel questioned, "Are you sure you have searched for all the famous doctors?"
• You've missed me, after all.
• Speaking of this, Jonathan did remember that there was indeed one they missed. His grandfather said that this doctor was rarely present, but they'd become a professor at a young age. They were a genius in the medical field.
• Many medical schools were interested in hiring her as the deputy dean, but they declined the offers.
• They were an enigmatic individual.
• I think she has the same last name as this woman, but I can't recall her full name.
• What does this have to do with her, though?
• Observing him lost in contemplation, Rachel didn't want to waste any more time. She lightly slapped his leg.
• "Let's not waste any more time."
• Afterwards, she took the needle and aimed for his acupoints, including ST-36, ST-40, GB-31, and several others. When she finished, Jonathan glanced at Rachel and observed that the needle placements were precise.
• Even without any knowledge of medical techniques, the spots where the previous doctors had inserted needles were comparable to where this girl had placed them.
• I've seen many doctors, and they all failed. It's worth giving her a try.
• Right as Rachel completed the needle insertions, someone abruptly entered the room.
• "Jonathan..."