Triumph Above All Chapter 302


    Chapter 302


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    Dr. Carlson was also rmed when he saw nc covered in blood. Harvey sighed with a look of


    despair, hoping to avoid exining the situation.Veronica, unable to control her rage, red at Delh


    andined, “All of this is her fault. She brought a con with her who said he could treat any cancer,


    even in its advanced stages. We fell for her lies because we were too eager to save Mr. Whitlock. Little


    did we know that the so-called miracle healer was crazy! He poked the poor old man and caused him


    to bleed everywhere. We were all shocked at what happened. That con man said that we needed to


    release the blood that’s been congested internally in his system. Does he think we are fools? He must


    be an assassin hired by Delh; Mr. Whitlock must have known she stole his money and she ns to


    silence him so that she doesn’t have to pay up.”Delh’s face turned pale as she felt helpless in the


    face of the usations and the stress of worrying about her grandfather’s health.“Did you say treating


    end-stage cancers with needles? This is hrious! Even Mr. Russo would not dare to make such wild


    ims,” Dr. Carlson said in bewilderment.Daiz nodded his head in agreement before taking a read of


    nc’s pulse. However, his face scrunched up, sharp lines of confusion digging into his brow.“Can you


    save my father, Mr. Russo?” Harvey probed.The old man’s face flushed red as he asked agitatedly,


    “Did you say a man did acupuncture for Mr. Whitlock? How many needles did he use? Do you


    remember where he inserted the needles?” Everyone looked at him, perplexed. They did not even


    bother looking at the acupuncture spots when Skr administered the treatment. Just then, Delh’s


    cousin raised his hand and said, “I took a video of the whole process in case we need evidence of his


    criminal act. Do you want to have a look?”Daiz rushed up to the young man and said, “Yes! Please


    hurry and show it to me!”The old man looked up from the phone screen in a daze a minuteter. As he


    spoke, his lips trembled. “Twenty-four needles, no more, no less. It’s the lost art from the North, the 24


    Needles Technique.”Harvey asked in confusion, “Twenty-four needles?” The Whitlocks had assumed


    Skr was a hoax; they did not expect him to be familiar with such advanced needle


    techniques.“Where’s the youngd? Where is he?” Daiz asked impatiently. He felt it was pointless to


    exin the matter to the Whitlock family.Harvey shook his head and replied unwillingly, “He left.”Dr.


    Carlson, concerned about nc’s condition, reminded Daiz of the reason for his visit. “Are you able to


    tell what’s wrong with Mr. Whitlock? What’s the best treatment approach?”Everyone held their breath in


    anticipation. Finally, Daiz stroked his beard and sighed. “I’d be half as confident in treating Mr. Whitlock


    if the youngd hadn’t appeared. However, I’ve less than 10 percent confidence right now!”


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