Chapter 2277


    Dominic ced his fingers gently on her wrist. He closed his eyes and looked like he was sleeping, but


    he was not. Frowning, he focused on her pulse. After a while, he removed his fingers and leaned in to


    examine her face. He lifted her eyelids, then felt her neck.


    Watching this through the surveince cameras, Fred rested his chin in one hand, pensive. Although it


    did not look like it, Dominic was treating her.


    The earlier doctors had relied on all kinds of equipment to determine what illness one had, but


    alternative medicine practitioners did this through observation, asking questions, and taking wrist


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    pulses. He was unsure if Dominic could save Lily, but there was no other way.


    After examining her, Dominic stood up. All he did was gaze at Lily.


    As Fred was bewildered, he watched Dominic open the bag he was carrying. It was a ck, old-


    fashioned cloth sack. From it, Dominic took out a set of silver needles of different sizes andid them


    out.


    Intrigued, Fred sat up straight. Was Dominic about to perform this acupuncture treatment that the


    doctors had mentioned earlier?


    Wanting to see how it worked, he widened his eyes and watched as Dominic took one needle and


    inserted it into Lily''s arm.


    Fred was fascinated. ''Why doesn''t it bleed?'' he wondered as Lily gave no response. ''Does this


    technique really work?'' He stared at the screen as Dominic inserted one needle after another into Lily.


    When it came to thest needle, Dominic paused. "You''re my most disobedient student,” he muttered


    as he looked at her. "You always did things your way. I shouldn''t have indulged you just because you


    were smart. Look at where you''ve ended up.”


    He choked up, feeling terrible at seeing her lifeless state.


    She might stop breathing at any moment without getting to say herst words.


    "Goodbye, Lily." Taking a deep breath, Dominic inserted thest needle.


    ‘Something''s wrong!’ Although Fred could not put his finger on what it was, he had a bad feeling.


    "Stop him!" he shouted into the microphone as he dashed out of the surveince room.