I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 86

"Mr. York's face was deathly pale just now, and the veins on his temples were bulging, which are clear signs of an adrenaline spike and severely restricted blood flow."

"First, I used acupressure on his temples to relieve the cranial pressure. Then, I used my needles to stimulate the base of his neck with a dispersive technique, redirecting the blood flow and calming his nervous system."

Admittedly, Seraphina did have some foundation in medical theory. She summarized the steps logically, making herself sound incredibly professional.

A few interns standing nearby who didn't know any better looked at her with awe.

"As expected of a top university grad. Her reaction time and clinical logic are flawless."

"Right? She's definitely qualified to be an attending physician."

Hearing the praise around her, Seraphina quietly let out a breath of relief, seamlessly reattaching her poised, humble smile.

However, Nathaniel Thorne, still seated at the desk, let his expression darken entirely.

He looked at the smug Seraphina, then glanced at Parrish, who was watching her with utter admiration.

Finally, the old man shook his head and let out a long, heavy sigh.

He looked straight at Parrish, his tone dripping with uncamouflaged pity and mockery. "York, it seems your brain really did sustain some heavy damage back then."

The smile on Parrish's face vanished instantly.

He caught the hidden insult in the old man's words, and a bizarre, unsettling feeling twisted in his gut.

What did he mean by 'heavy damage'?

Was there a flaw in what Seraphina had just explained?

Seraphina naturally caught the underlying jab as well.

Her heart dropped, realizing Nathaniel might have seen right through her. But she kept her composure flawless, speaking in her gentlest tone.

"Please don't worry, sir. I will do everything in my power to completely cure Mr. York's migraines and old head injuries."

Nathaniel didn't even bat an eyelid.

Without another word, he leaned on his cane, stood up, and walked away with his hands clasped behind his back, never looking back.

By now, it was noon, and the sun was beating down with a stifling heat.

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