Chapter 117


    As Arielle was unfamiliar with the innumerous students that they mentored, she was a little concerned


    about being recognized. us’ expression was indecipherable under his surgical mask. He extended a


    hand and greeted her in Ustranasion, “Hello, I’m Dr. Jankowitsch. Are you the patient’s family?” Arielle


    sighed in relief that he did not recognize her. She was about to reply when Carter interjected. “Do you


    understand Ustranasion, Ms. Moore?


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    He’s extending a greeting to you. I can help trante if you can’t.” He did not think her Ustranasion


    would be any good, considering that she grew up in the countryside. But to Carter’s astonishment,


    Arielle started to converse fluently with us in Ustranasion while also interspersing their exchange


    with some profound terminology like “acupuncture”, “moxibustion” and “neurasthenia” which stumped


    him.


    Not only did Arielle understand Ustranasion, hermand of thenguage might even surpass that of


    those specialists who tutored him at home throughout his formative years. Carter could feel his own


    face burning up. Just as Carter was mired in self-conflict, he heard Vinson whisper in his ear, “Didn’t I


    tell you not to underestimate women?” Never mind speaking Ustranasion, women could literally carve


    out his face when they got serious.


    He now highly doubted that Arielle grew up in the rural areas, and became convinced that there was


    more to her than just her revenge motive. Carter took in a deep drawl to settle his own emotions. He


    supposed that some people just had a knack for picking upnguages. On top of it, with her own


    mother being Jadeborough’s previously heralded Maureen Moore, it shoulde as no surprise that


    Arielle could be so aplished at spoken Ustranasion.


    Hence, he paid little more attention to it. Being good at Ustranasion doesn’t mean one will also be a


    skilled medical practitioner. Like she said, she has only a limited understanding of the affliction, so


    when she does fail to cure the patient, she’ll only end up embarrassing herself. Of course, Carter had


    nothing personal against Arielle. It was just traditional Chanaean medicine that he was skeptical about.


    Hailing from a family of modern healthcare providers, his aversion to traditional Chanaean medicine


    was inherent.


    That proved even more to be the case for him when its representative was a young countryss, and a


    very pretty one, at that. Suffice to say, his confidence in her healing skills was practically non-existent.


    Over the other end, us pulled down his mask and cast a questioning look at Arielle after they


    concluded their discussion of the patient’s prognosis. “Could we have, by any chance, met somewhere


    before?”


    us suddenly switched to speaking in Chanaean. Arielle was taken aback, but came to realize that he


    did not speak to her in Ustranasion because he wanted to make things difficult for her, but because he


    knew that she had no rtion with the patient right from the start. His code switching also conveyed a


    shift in attitude toward her. “I’m sure that we’re meeting here for the first time,” Arielle replied. “But I


    keep having this feeling that I’ve seen you before…”


    us was wracking his head trying to sift through his own memories when he felt Jordan bump against


    his arm. “Man, you’d best be trying something else cause this method of hitting on girls has long gone


    out of style in our country. But nope. You still have to get in line.” “Get in line… to do what?”


    us asked, quite confounded. Jordan was about to expound upon it when Carter cut him off. “What’s


    your verdict about her idea of employing traditional Chanaean medicine after all that discussion? Is it


    complete nonsense?” us scratched the back of his head. “I don’t understand what you mean by that,


    but I do think thisdy’s proposal may be worth trying.”


    “And her proposal is?” asked Carter uncertainly, as he was unable to grasp what Arielle said in


    Ustranasion. us pointed at the unconscious man. “She has suggested using traditional Chanaean


    medicine’s acupuncture approach in conjunction with repeated application of Transcranial Maic


    Stimtion…”


    Carter did not understand thetter half of what he heard. “Could we treat mental illnesses with just


    acupuncture? Then, what use is there for the multitude of medications avable in modern medicine?”