Why force Kelvin to apologize under these circumstances? This would only make them seem in the wrong, wouldn't it?
Upon hearing this, the man stood still, seemingly ignoring the situation, his terrifyingly deep eyes locked onto her. His gaze was notably serious as he said, "Cheyenne, go treat Grandpa. I'll protect you, and I dare anyone to touch you."
The words "I'll protect you" momentarily left Cheyenne feeling lost. His voice was deep and filled with masculinity, resonating like a bass in her ears. In the past, hearing him say something like that would have moved her to tears. However, time had taught her to grow, but it had also made her heart gradually grow cold, stiff, and numb.
In just a second, Cheyenne returned to her previous indifference and nodded. "Okay."
She continued, "Old Mr. Foley's headache is caused by rheumatism, and it has nothing to do with the intracranial congestion Granduncle mentioned. To wake Grandpa, it's quite simple, just pinch his big toe."
Franklin furrowed his brow in secret; this woman was truly a nuisance. The father and son shared a knowing look and came to the same conclusion - Cheyenne must be eliminated.
Emelia boldly proclaimed, "You don't understand. Mr. Edwards is knowledgeable and experienced. If he says something is true, it's much more reliable than what you say. We trust Adrian, the divine healer."
Now, the belief in Cheyenne or Adrian had created a divide within the Foley family, with Corey caught in the middle. His true preference was to trust Adrian, based on age and experience. After all, Cheyenne was just a spirited young person. Plus, he couldn't ignore the past relationship between Cheyenne and the Foley family, fearing that she might have ulterior motives.
After pondering for a while, he chose to stand by Adrian's side, looking apologetic as he said to Cheyenne, "Cheyenne, I'm sorry for making you run this errand. I will compensate you next time. You... can go back."
"Mr. Foley..."
She couldn't believe her ears. Corey was actually asking her to leave. In truth, this matter had nothing to do with her, and she didn't need to make this trip. She could have been completely indifferent to old Mr. Foley's life or death, and it wouldn't have offended the branch of the Foley family. However, when she looked at old Mr. Foley, who was struggling for every breath on the sickbed, she felt a myriad of emotions that were hard to describe.
"Mr. Foley, let me give it a try. I studied under Madeleine and received the true transmission from my grandfather. I also know Thirteen Needles."
When she mentioned Thirteen Needles, Corey's pupils dilated, and his face showed astonishment. The reputation of the Edwards family's Thirteen Needles was widespread, even for someone not in the medical field like him. The reason they had agreed to let Adrian, the divine healer, treat his father was precisely because of the Edwards family's Thirteen Needles. If Cheyenne could perform them...
"Cheyenne, don't joke around. I've watched you grow up..."
His words implied disbelief in Cheyenne's knowledge of the Thirteen Needles.
At that moment, she opened the case of needles she had brought with her, revealing rows of silver needles of varying sizes and thicknesses.
She asked softly, "Granduncle, do you know what the thirteenth needle is?"
Adrian's face remained calm, but there was a tautness in his heart. His hand concealed beneath his loose black robe subtly clenched. When he had stolen the manual, he didn't have a chance to look at it before it was torn into two pieces. He had the upper half, while the lower half had eluded him. Could it be that Cheyenne had learned the thirteenth level already? No, it couldn't be! How was that possible? In the past century, no one had been able to master the thirteenth level, and now, a young girl was claiming to have mastered it?
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