Chapter 205
Everyone looked at the ckened silver needles in surprise Old Mr. Graham and Old Mr. Hector had
come with Annalise Barton and the others, with the intention to wee Master Quigley together. After
that, when they saw Annalise rushing over, they did not know what had happened and followed her as
well.
Following that, they saw Old Mr. Parks convulsing uncontrobly and his eyes kept rolling upwards.
Immediately after that, Annalise performed a series of smooth operations with practiced ease. The two
elderly men stared without blinking. Now that they saw the silver needles had turned ck, they
exchanged looks with each other and felt very impressed with Annalise’s medical skills inwardly.
Then they heard Annalise say, “Mr. Graham, please help me get a set of fire cups for cupping therapy.”
“Sure, sure. I’ll go get them immediately.” Old Mr. Graham was very happy to run errands for Annalise.”
There was a room set aside for traditional medicine practitioners in the exhibition center. There were
some simple medical tools inside.
Old Mr. Graham was in his sixties, but he was very sprightly and ran very quickly. In less than five
minutes, he had brought the fire cups over, huffing and panting as he did so. Annalise began to remove
the acupuncture needles. Jonathan Woods also followed suit. Annalise reached out to check Samuel’s
pulse again.
After she induced vomiting and neutralized the poison using the silver needles, Samuel’s condition was
much better than before. He would improve further if Annalise used cupping therapy with heat to
extract more poisoned blood. However, in Samuel’s condition, the damage to his body could not be
ascertained at all. How long would it take for his body to recover?
Without further thought, Annalise took the fire cups and prepared to administer cupping therapy for
Samuel. She had to roll up Samuel’s trouser legs to administer acupuncture just now.
For the acupoints higher up, she couldn’t pull up the trouser legs, so she inserted those few needles
through the fabric based on her instincts. There was no way to perform cupping therapy through the
trousers’ fabric. Furthermore, it was not easy to perform this kind of therapy on the legs. Annalise
thought for a moment and chose a few acupoints below Samuel’s thigh.
Gwen Raven had also studied traditional medicine since she was young. When she saw Annalise was
preparing to administer cupping therapy, she said, “Mrs. Parks, it’s indeed very helpful to the body to
extract some poisoned blood using cupping therapy after the acupuncture treatment. But you should
know that it is impossible to apply the cupping vessels on the legs firmly. If the cupping vessels cannot
be affixed securely, the therapy is totally useless. I suggest that we immediately take the opportunity
now to send Old Mr. Parks for gastricvage treatment.” Annalise nced at Gwen indifferently. She
reached out and touched Samuel’s leg. Then, she affixed a ss cup on his leg firmly. The me
expelled the air from the cup, and the cup remained attached to Samuel’s leg tightly.
As the cup was ced in the same spot where acupuncture was done just now, a drop of blood was
sucked out the moment the air pressure dropped. The drop of blood was ck and looked especially
conspicuous under the ss cup.
Gwen was utterly speechless. Annalise’s action was a direct p in the face for Gwen. She had no way
to respond to Annalise. Gwen stared fixedly at the cups in disbelief. She had tried administering
cupping therapy on legs before, but she couldn’t get sufficient suction for the cups to stick firmly.
Even if she managed to get the cups to stick to the skin, they would drop off after more than ten
seconds at most. If the patient was particrly fat and had a lot of flesh, the suction effect would be
better. It was impossible to affix the cups with suction firmly on someone as thin as the Old Mr. Parks.
Yet, Annalise actually aplished this. How did she do it? Was Annalise really such a great doctor?
That was impossible!
Gwen had studied traditional medicine since she was young. When she grew up, she also studied
modern medicine. Not only did she undergo formal professional training, but she was also very
hardworking. That was how she had attained her achievements at this point in her life.
Annalise grew up in the countryside. How could she possess such good medical skills? Then,
realization dawned on Gwen. There was a saying, “Practice makes perfect.” Annalise Barton grew up
in the countryside. Perhaps she often performed cupping therapy for her rtives in the countryside.
After doing it so often, she became very adept at it.
This also exined why Gwen, who was a medical doctor with professional training, was unable to
perform cupping therapy on legs while Annalise could do it easily. While Annalise was giving Samuel
cupping therapy, Samuel’s body stopped convulsing and his eyes stopped rolling upwards. Hey in
Julian Parks’s arms and opened his eyes slowly. “I… What happened to me?”
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“Grandpa, you’re fine. If you feel sleepy, just close your eyes and rest for a while,” Annalise said. Julian
comforted his grandfather. “Grandpa, you sleep for a while. I’ll bring you hometer.” Samuel felt really
sleepy and closed his eyes again..
The tears fell down Cassandra Parks’ face. Earlier, she thought she was going to lose her older
brother. The convulsing body and rolling eyes were too terrifying. It was as if her brother would be gone
in the next second. A waiter came over and began clearing the teacups from the table.
“Leave them!” Annalise barked out an order. As her tone was too harsh, the waiter got a shock. “Do
you still want these teacups?” The waiter had an innocent expression. “I told you to leave them, so just
leave them!” Annalise said icily. inhumane.
This poison was too strong. Anyone who was so ruthless was simply Annalise did not know which cup
Samuel was drinking from, so of course, she could not let anyone take any teacups away. When she
saw that the waiter’s attempt to take the teacups away failed, Abigail Barton immediately looked at
La Ziegler.
La nced at Abigail with displeasure. Then, she asked Annalise softly, “How is Old Mr. Parks now,
Is he alright? We were really frightened just now.” Cassandra nced at La. When she saw La’s
calm expression, her expression softened a little. Anna? La Ziegler had married into the Parks family
20 years ago and had never caused any problems. She was probably not responsible.
“He’s alright. Grandpa is doing well. He’ll be more alert after a nap,” Annalise said. Of course, she
would not let them know that Samuel’s condition was actually very bad. “That’s good. That’s good.”
La looked very happy. “What the heck happened?” Tony Parks scolded Abigail. “What kind of drink
did you give your Grandpa? Huh?”
“Dad, I really don’t know anything I just thought that since our whole family was sitting here, I decided
to bring a tray of tea over as I was afraid the waiters wouldn’t serve us well. I just want everyone to
treat me as part of the family like before and not look down on me. Those things are all in the past”
Abigail’s voice became softer and softer.
“You don’t know anything? Then why did your Grandpa get poisoned after drinking your tea? Huh?”
Tony was absolutely furious. He really detested Abigail more and more. She could even get someone
poisoned when pouring tea. What was wrong with her?
Abigail’s head drooped even lower as tears streamed down her face. She sounded extremely
aggrieved. “Dad, I really don’t know what’s going on. I was holding a tray of tea. Everyone drank it. I
drank it too… Sean Hiller interrupted in a displeased voice. “It’s not hard to add poison to one of the
cups.” “I didn’t. I really didn’t.” Abigail shook her head with red-rimmed eyes. She made herself appear
as aggrieved as she could.
Albert Parks tried to help Abigail out. “It couldn’t be Abigail. Christopher and I got our own tea just now.
If something was wrong with the beverage, we should all be affected as well. Perhaps the waiter
identally dropped something into the tea and a chemical reaction happened, which made it
poisonous.”
“Which waiter dares to drop poisonous stuff into the tea?” Cassandra retorted bluntly. Albert was not
pleased. “Cassandra, why are you looking at me like that? I did not add the poison. How would I know
why the tea was poisoned?”