The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1224

"However, this is a process that requires strict consistency."

"If you're willing to commit, you'll need treatment once or twice a week."

"Please don't find it tedious. Stick with it for three months, and you will see significant results."

Lucius didn't mind the hassle at all. "Really?"

"Yes, and I'll prepare some medicinal packs for hot compresses. You'll apply them every other day for the best outcome."

Claire was entirely confident in her assessment.

In the past, Dr. Sterling Senior had also used acupuncture to unblock his pathways, but the old doctor was simply too busy.

Every session required Lucius to work around the doctor's chaotic schedule, which often proved impossible.

Because the treatments were so sporadic, the results had never been particularly noticeable.

Hearing this, Claire quickly clarified, "Dr. Sterling is incredibly busy. It's not that he lacked a solution for this type of old spinal trauma."

After all, Sterling's Thirteen Needles was a legendary technique.

Claire wasn't arrogant enough to claim she was better than Dr. Sterling.

It was true; there was nothing to be done about the scheduling conflicts, as everyone had different duties.

Lucius had his own health team, and one of his physicians was actually a student of Dr. Sterling.

However, that physician could only execute Sterling's Thirteen Needles at about seventy percent of the master's proficiency.

It provided some relief, but the results were negligible.

Claire's approach was different. Her treatment plan was multi-layered.

The medicinal hot compresses, in particular, were incredibly effective.

Plus, they were simple and convenient; anyone on his staff could easily manage them for him.

Claire performed acupuncture on Lucius for half an hour.

She had assumed most of the guests outside would have left by now.

Surprisingly, the group of VIPs, led by Walden, was still waiting in the hall.

One of the elders couldn't hold back his impatience and immediately asked Lucius how he felt.

Now, he was confined to a wheelchair, completely paralyzed from the waist down.

The doctors had initially recommended amputation, but he had fought desperately to keep his legs, clinging to the hope that he might walk again.

If he lost his legs, his lifelong dream would truly become nothing more than a fantasy.

But lately, Ewan was slipping deeper into depression every single day.

"My grandson is such a good kid. It's a tragedy that something like this happened to him."

Saving a life was supposed to be a heroic deed, yet now, Ewan was trapped in unspeakable agony.

Many people whispered that if they were in Ewan's shoes, they would have regretted the rescue long ago.

"I can evaluate him, but this kind of situation relies heavily on the patient's own willpower."

"If someone refuses to face reality, lacks motivation, and is trapped in a toxic mindset, the treatment process becomes exponentially more difficult."

Claire completely empathized. Going from a golden prodigy to a paraplegic was a catastrophic blow.

No matter how optimistic someone was, a reality like that was nearly impossible to accept.