After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 1007

Chapter 1007

But now he was at his wit's end, completely desperate and willing to try anything.

If Franklin couldn't be cured and the President blamed him, it would be better to see if this herbalist doctor's acupuncture could be effective.

Jasper had said that if it worked, the credit would go to him as the doctor.

Jasper and this herbalist doctor would remain unsung heroes.

Thinking this way, he realized it was a win-win situation with no loss at all.

If it didn't work, he would just have to accept his bad luck and think of other solutions.

But could such a young woman really do it? Did she really know traditional medicine?

They had already passed three security checkpoints.

The doctor whispered to the young woman beside him, "Do you really know traditional medicine? Jasper wouldn't be playing a joke on me, would he?"

The woman's voice, deliberately low and slightly cold, responded.

"We'll only know if it works after seeing the patient. I heard the patient was poisoned before, which might have damaged his eyes. So, we need to stimulate the eye nerves with acupuncture. That's my preliminary assessment, but it's not certain."

She wanted to discuss Franklin's condition with the doctor before seeing him.

Sure enough, the doctor started talking non-stop, "The instruments show that all the toxins have been cleared from his body. All his bodily functions have recovered. The poison was very potent; at the time, he was critically ill, losing not only his vision but also his hearing and taste."

The doctor sighed again, "Luckily, there was an antidote. But the antidote cleared the poison and left this troublesome aftereffect. I'm at my wit's end. No medication works, and even various massages and heat treatments haven't helped him regain his sight. I... I'm just..."

He didn't dare to say these things to anyone else for fear they would reach the President's ears.

Since the young woman was facing the same situation as he was, he couldn't help but vent.

For so many days, Franklin's condition had shown no progress under his care, making him very anxious.

But he was helpless.

Thinking this, he continued, "I don't think you can do it either. You're so young; how could you possibly cure such a tricky condition?"

He shook his head as he spoke, not expecting Sylvia to respond. "Let's go; the young master lives in this building."

Sylvia squinted her almond eyes at the small building in front of her. The surroundings were nice, lush and green, with a small flower bed in front of the building where some common flowers and plants were growing.

At the entrance of the building, two guards were still standing on duty. The doctor took out his pass as usual and explained that Sylvia was his assistant, allowing them to pass.

After stepping into the first-floor lobby, the doctor didn't stop and continued leading her upstairs.

They went straight up to the next floor.

The doctor reminded her uneasily, "The young master lives in the innermost room. He has a bit of a temper; don't disturb him. Just focus on treating him, understand?"

He had been tormented by Franklin's mood swings these past few days.

So he shared his understanding of Franklin with the young woman to prevent her from causing unnecessary trouble.

After all, even Franklin didn't know about the acupuncture treatment.

Only Jasper and he knew about it.

The closer they got to Franklin's room, the faster Sylvia's heart beat.

Closer and closer...

She heard the doctor's incessant chatter in her ear. Franklin had a strange temper? Your whole family is strange! He's perfectly fine!

Sylvia thought indignantly. She couldn't stand anyone speaking ill of her husband.

But in her current role as a herbalist doctor, she had no grounds to argue.

Finally... they reached the door of the room together.

The doctor raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Jasper came over to open it. He glanced at the slender woman beside the doctor and said impassively, "Please come in."

Sylvia remained silent and followed the doctor into the room.

The room was spacious and bright, filled with sunlight.

But this brightness couldn't reach Franklin's heart or Jasper's heart.

A tall but noticeably thin man lay on a large, soft bed. His handsome face showed no expression or emotion.

Hearing footsteps, he sat up sensitively. "Is the doctor here?"

"Yes, young master. Today he brought a herbalist doctor who knows acupuncture. We hope she can help treat your eyes."

Jasper didn't dare reveal anything about Sylvia's identity.

"Hah-" Franklin sneered with a hint of disdain at the corner of his lips. "No herbalist doctor can be better than my wife."

He refused outright before they even started!

What now!

"Young master, since madam is not with us now, we should try other herbalist doctors too. What if it works?" Jasper persuaded Franklin earnestly. "Just sit down for a moment and let this herbalist doctor try acupuncture on your eyes. If it really works..."

Franklin remained silent but sat there quietly, his long hands clenched into fists on his legs, his handsome face tense.

Sylvia looked at his noticeably thinner cheeks, her heart aching as if stabbed by a knife.

The pain was excruciating.