Chapter 191: Leave it to Jane
Rory''s technique was extraordinary, his movements swift and precise, a
series of actions flowing seamlessly like a masterful performance,
leaving Jane dazzled.
"Jane, did you see it clearly?" Rory deliberately slowed down, ncing
at Jane.
"Yeah." Jane nodded, mentally noting Rory''s technique.
After about half an hour, Rory removed the silver needles from Old
Pansy''s chest one by one and returned them to the medical kit.
"Uncle Newton, is it done?" Jane was still immersed in Rory''s
mesmerizing acupuncture technique.
"Yes." Rory nodded gently, turning to open the ward''s door.
Patrick, who had been waiting outside the door, rushed to the bedside
when the door finally opened. Concerned, he asked, "How is my
grandfather?"
"Old Pansy''s condition can be treated with acupuncture.” Rory calmly
spoke, “I''ve just performed acupuncture on him."
"Why is he still unresponsive? Are you trying to extort money, you
ipetent quack?" Beatrice lowered her head, questioning, staring at
Old Pansy still lying unconscious on the bed.
As she spoke, Jane''s lips curled into a mocking smile. "No reaction?
Didn''t you see that Old Pansy''splexion has improved a lot?"
Patrick looked down, and indeed, Old Pansy''s face was no longer as
pale as before but had a hint of rosy color.
It seemed that his grandfather''s condition was indeed improving.
Patrick, whose handsome face had been tense, rxed a bit. Just as
he was about to express his gratitude, he suddenly saw Old Pansy''s
fingers move.
"Grandfather, Grandfather!" Patrick''s heart lifted with joy as he grabbed
Old Pansy''s hand.
Rory, standing aside, calmly spoke, "He hasn''t woken up so quickly.
Old Pansy''s condition requires at least three acupuncture sessions to
wake up, and I''ve only done one."
“Then please, Dr. Newton, help my grandfather with acupuncture as
soon as possible.” Patrick urgently requested.
He had been hoping for Old Pansy to wake up for a long time, and now
there was finally hope.
Rory raised an eyebrow. "This matter can''t be rushed. Each
acupuncture session needs a three-day interval. Otherwise, the patient
will be at risk."
"Oh..." Patrick, upon hearing this, felt a slight disappointment.
It meant that his grandfather would need at least another ten days to
wake up.
However,pared to before, the situation was much better now.
At least, his grandfather was gradually improving, and he would wake
up after three acupuncture sessions.
Thinking of this, Patrick''s tone took on a rare lightness. "Dr. Newton,
then please stay here for a few more days until my grandfather wakes
up..."Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.
Patrick''s words were interrupted by Rory. "I''ll leave immediately.”
"What?" Patrick was stunned. "But my grandfather..."
“The remaining acupuncture sessions, leave them to Jane." Rory''s
gaze fell on Jane.
"Jane??? Can she handle it?" Beatrice jumped in again, vehemently
opposed.
Jane gave a cold smile. "Can I handle it? Well, can you?"
Beatrice''s face changed.
Jane continued, "Weren''t you questioning Uncle Newton''s medical
skills just now? The fact proves that Uncle Newton''s skills are excellent
and fully capable of curing Old Pansy."
"He can, doesn''t mean you can!" Melissa took a step forward, giving
Jane a disdainful look. “Do you understand medicine? I think you just
want to show off in front of Cousin, right?"
Rory frowned. "Jane, I''m leaving now."
The Pansy family was in chaos, and Rory didn''t want to stay here and
endure the chaos any longer.
Rory turned around and briskly walked out of the ward.
"Uncle Newton, I''ll walk you out," Jane hurriedly followed.
Rory paused, giving Jane a meaningful look. "Jane, no need to
apany me. Take care of yourself."
With that, he walked away without looking back.
Knowing Rory''s personality, decisive and straightforward, Jane sighed
lightly as she watched his departing figure.
Lost in her thoughts, Patrick''s hoarse voice suddenly came from
behind, "Jane, did Dr. Newton really leave?"
Jane turned around, her expression unchanged. "Yes, Uncle Newton
left. But don''t worry, I will cure Mr. Pansy."
After all, Old Pansy''s illness was caused by her, and she would do
everything in her power to help.
“In three days, I''lle on time to perform acupuncture on Mr. Pansy."
Jane nced at Candice, who was closely following Patrick. She spoke
coldly, "I''m tired now; I''m going back.”
"I''ll walk you," Patrick blurted out without hesitation.
"No need for you to walk me." Jane furrowed her brow, spoke
dismissively, and turned to walk towards the elevator.
Patrick wanted to catch up, but Candice held him back. “Paddy, I want
to go back too. Will you escort me?"
Jane reached the hospital entrance, and a ck Bentley parked right in
front of her.
It was Osborn''s car.
The door opened, and Osborn, being a gentleman, got out, nodding
slightly in an inviting gesture. "Jane, get in. I''ll take you home."
Days of rushing around had left Jane extremely exhausted.
"Thank you." She smiled and took the front passenger seat.
"What about Nana?" Jane asked as she fastened her seatbelt.
Osborn reached over to help Jane with the seatbelt. "She went back to
the hotel first."
"Okay." Jane responded faintly.
Osborn stepped on the gas, and the car headed towards the East
Garden.
When Patrick arrived at the hospital entrance, he saw Jane sitting in
Osborn''s car, smiling.
His expression instantly turned icy.
Candice caught up, "Paddy, what are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Patrick withdrew his gaze, his thin lips tightly pressed,
revealing his displeasure.
“Isn''t that Osborn and Jane?" Candice, seeing Patrick''s gloomy
expression, added fuel to the fire. “It looks like the gossip news online
is true. Jane is cohabiting with Osborn, isn''t she?"
"Candy, aren''t you tired and want to go home?" Patrick impatiently
interrupted Candice.
"Yeah." Candice looked at Patrick with a tender gaze. "Paddy, can you
escort me?"
“I have something to do. I''ll have the driver take you." Patrick spoke
coldly.
Candice''s heart skipped a beat. "Paddy, what''s wrong? I can
apany you..."
"No need, Candy. You go back first." Patrick unceremoniously had the
driver take Candice back.
He drove with a cold expression, heading towards the East Garden...