Chapter 119


    “Are you alright?” Vinson looked back and asked. Arielle shook her head. “I’m okay. Please do not


    rough up the patient, Mr. Jupiter. Sufferers of trauma tend to be more sensitive toward external stimuli,


    so he didn’t mean to.” “Okay…” Only then did Harvey withdraw the hand that Carter held onto, but he


    remained where he was and kept a vignt eye on the man in the bed. Carter winced and massaged


    his own temple.


    “Hey, Harvey. How about you hit the fe harder next time and kill him outright so we don’t have to go


    through all this trouble of trying to fix his kooky head?” Harvey cleared his throat sheepishly in


    response, and found it inexplicably vexing to see Vinson and Arielle stand in close proximity.


    Even though he understood that Vinson did it to save her, that did not stop him from feeling sore about


    it. us returned with a box shortly after, only to see the patientpletely out cold with a bloodied


    nose and with fate uncertain. “What… what’s going on here?” All eyes then fell upon Harvey, who felt


    the pressure from that a little overwhelming. “I’m going to head outside for a breather.” With that, he


    turned around and stepped away.


    The confounded us went on to examine the patient alongside Arielle. “Is he alright?” Carter asked


    with a frown. us waved his hand. “It’s nothing serious, but he can’t sustain any more of these


    injuries, as it would onlypound upon his condition. Sufferers of PTSD are emotionally fragile, so


    I’m not sure if he would be able to take it should this happen again.” “Yeah. I’m going to test it out,”


    Arielle said while she opened up the box us brought in. Inspecting its contents, all the various


    acupuncture needles were there as she requested. “Are these the ones?”


    us asked. “Yes.” Arielle replied in the affirmative. “I’m going to get started, so it’s just as well that


    he’s unconscious. It would be impossible for me to work if he stayed alert, considering his


    unpredictability.” “Please go ahead.” us spoke diffidently without realizing it. Before Arielle began,


    she took the time to remind Carter. “Please help me get the DNA testing done. As for the issue over


    here, I’ll do my best to deliver a satisfactory oue.”


    “Got it.” Carter replied. He then started for the door with the two strands of hair, but not before issuing


    us another reminder. “Watch her. Have fun, but don’t overdo it.” us bowed in response. “Don’t


    worry, we won’t.” Carter then exited and closed the door to the ward behind him. Arielle retrieved a


    copper-ted needle and approached the patient. “Are you going for the head?” us said, seemingly


    a little unsure.


    “It’ll be incredibly risky. Are you sure you can handle this?” Arielle blinked. Steadying the needles in her


    hand, she proceeded to jab them into the Baihui, Sishencong, Shenting, and Fengchi acupuncture


    points on the head with pinpoint precision. Jordan’s eyes were riveted as he watched on at the side,


    positively certain that Carter would have lost his marbles if he were there because he himself could not


    help but worry for the patient.


    He could not hold himself back from approaching Vinson. “Would poking this thing into his head kill


    him?” Vinson shot Jordan a look andmunicated with his eyes for thetter to be quiet before


    turning back to observe Arielle at work. With the needlingpleted, Arielle’s forehead started to bead


    with sweat.


    Most acupuncture services avable on the market do not get to the root of the ailments, and its effects


    were not felt by the practitioners themselves. While that of true traditional Chanaean medicine from


    antiquity, though quick and effective, often took its toll on the practitioner’s own energies. After the


    cement of the four needles, Arielle’s face appeared to be drained of color.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.