Chapter 92
At the clinic, Celeste inserted the needles into Zander’s acupoints and began twisting the needles to stimulate the points, followed by bloodletting through pinpoint pricking.
This wasn’t the first time Celeste had treated a patient who went into shock due to an allergic
reaction.
Her grandfather had also suffered from an allergic shock years ago, far worse than Zander’s condition. Celeste and her senior, Gabriel, had been the ones to save him, using the same method of bloodletting.
Meanwhile, Rowan was busy dispersing the crowd outside. “If you’re not here for treatment, please leave immediately! Don’t obstruct the entrance. A stampede could happen!”
Some people began to disperse after his efforts, but many elderly folks remained, gossiping and speculating.
Thanks to Celeste’s relentless efforts, Zander finally regained consciousness. When he opened
his eyes, Celeste’s heart, which had been suspended in anxiety, finally found relief.
After the treatment room door opened, Betsy hurried inside.
A few men helped Zander to his feet and guided him to sit at the consultation desk. Celeste planned to prescribe a few more doses of medicine, but Betsy stopped her.
“My son only ended up like this because of your medicine! How dare you give him more! Are you out of your mind?” Betsy’s face was full of agitation, her expression icy and cold.
Celeste explained, “His condition requires more medication, or it won’t heal completely. My treatment just now was only a temporary measure to stabilize him.”
“Then, how do you explain his fainting?” Betsy stood by Zander’s side, shouting at Celeste. ” Not only did you fail to treat him, but he also went into shock after taking your medicine! Let’s be fair. Doesn’t this mean that your skills are questionable?”
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