Chapter 589


    Sabrina fully believed in her mentor''s diagnosis results. She red with her carefully drawn eyes, and


    her tone was clearly sarcastic..


    "What are you talking about? It''s obvious that you misdiagnosed it! The old Mr. Bet had a stroke!


    You don''t even know what a stroke is, how dare youe here to save people?"


    Sylvia didn''t even look at Sabrina and arguing with her would be pointless.


    She said directly to Samuel, "Go find a more careful doctor toe over here and perform bloodletting


    treatment on the old Mr. Bet to drain the blood clots from his brain so he can regain consciousness


    naturally without any need for advanced surgery."


    Samuel discreetly nced at Alondra who had an extremely unpleasant expression before turning back


    to Sylvia respectfully, "Okay okay, I''ll immediately have Dr. Mitchell from the surgical departmente


    over here... you don''t know how to do it too?"


    "I don''t have a needle." Sylvia said, faintly.


    Bloodletting treatment isplicated; she doesn''t like carrying it around wherever she goes unless


    necessary or if there''s no other option avable.


    What''s more, thea of the old Mr. Bet only needs a good and experienced doctor, not her at all.


    Sylvia already has a general understanding of his overall health condition.


    People get various problems as they age just like machines that wear out after prolonged use due


    aging issues appearing eventually.


    She isn''t God; she''s just a doctor who can save lives but naturalws such as aging cannot be


    controlled by anyone including herself...


    So... her eyes flickered slightly - what exactly is Alondra doing in that researchb where they''re


    studying biological research? Is their im true about dying aging so much younger years can be


    added onto someone''s life span?


    Dr. Mitchell, who received the notice, soon came in with a medicine box.


    Sylvia whispered a few acupuncture points, "Apply needles in these areas, as well as on the legs, and


    on the waist and abdomen."


    Samuel and the others watched with envy as Sylvia instructed Dr. Mitchell to apply needles on the spot,


    each wishing they were learning this kind of medical skill.


    Dr. Mitchell frowned and looked displeased when Samuel asked him to listen to Sylvia''s instructions.


    "What do you mean? You called me over here just to take orders from an amateur? Can those


    acupoints she mentioned really be used for injections? That would be fatal!"


    Originally those shocked onlookers the Bets, and Alondra and Sabrina master and apprentice, in


    hearing Sylvia said that a doctor needs toe over to carry out the removal of bruises, but also are


    shocked, think maybe Sylvia really have a few skills.


    But now, after hearing Dr. Mitchell''s doubts and objections...


    Sabrina suddenly came back to life, as if she had heard something remarkable.


    She sneered, holding her noble celebrity demeanor, and opened her mouth in dissatisfaction and


    mockery, "ouch ... we thought it was really a master! It turns out to be an amateur."


    Sylvia didn''t even look at her, but said coldly to Dr. Mitchell, "So you won''t administer the injection?"


    Dr. Mitchell, a chubby middle-aged man, red at Sylvia, "No, I won''t! Those acupoints you mentioned


    can''t be used for injections; if we use them on Mr. Bet, he''ll die."


    Jonathan looked at the quiet old man lying on the bed then back at Sylvia who remained


    expressionless despite their questioning insults towards her.


    It seemed like what they said wasn''t affecting her in any way.


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    Her demeanor was icy-cold; it gave off an aura that made people want to look at her even more - like a


    plum blossom swaying in the wind - emitting its own unique fragrance while easily attracting attention.


    She seemed naturally endowed with this ability that drew people''s eyes towards her.


    "Raiden, I think it''s better to get her out of here, don''t let her stay here and waste time."


    Jazlynn gently prodded Raiden, "I think this woman is a liar."


    "But ... those doctors called her ''boss'', but I heard them right?" Raiden was a little hesitant.


    Just then, Samuel angrily pulled Dr. Mitchell and pushed him aside, "If you want to give him an


    injection, just go ahead, but forget it if you don''t. Do you know who my boss is?"


    "Who is it?" Dr. Mitchell looked disdainful, "An outsider, I don''t care who she is!"


    "The Wynter on forum on medicine, do you know, Wynter!" Samuel released him with a proud look on


    his face, "Who doesn''t know how popr the Forum on Medicine is? How many doctors and nurses in


    China like to search for information there and learn new things? The forum was created by our leader


    Wynter, who shares all her knowledge and resources for free. She''s so great, and her skills are


    amazing! I believe that every doctor and nurse knows about her."


    Dr. Mitchell''s face turned red as he stuttered while pointing at Sylvia. "How is that possible? She...


    she''s so young, how could she be the founder of the Forum on Medicine named Wynter? Isn''t Wynter a


    man?! How could she be here?"


    Samuel''s words shocked everyone present.


    All eyes were fixed on Sylvia.


    Their shock was no less than Dr. Mitchell''s.