The head of the Yale family, Sherleen, also said, “Mr. Anderson, since you’re already here, why don’t you stay for a while? Clinton won’t take long to cure his grandpa. If he can’t cure him, you can…”
Benita interrupted Sherleen by saying, “I’ve made it very clear that my concern is not that he can’t cure Cedric but make his illness worse. That’s all I have to say. It’s up to you whether you believe me.”
Clinton sneered. “Don’t worry, Mom. He’s bluffing. I’m confident in my medical skills!”
“Really? Then don’t beg me on your knees later!” Benita fumed.
Clinton turned away and ignored Benita.
He unbuttoned Cedric’s clothes, revealing his chest. Then with a wave of his hand, he thrust three silver needles into the acupoints on Cedric’s chest.
Three silver needles pierced the acupoints, and Cedric’s body instantly shuddered violently. Without hesitation, Clinton inserted three more silver needles, and then three more.
Within minutes, all nine silver needles had sunk into the acupoints on Cedric’s chest, and the needles continued to quiver.
Cedric gently stroked Thirteen Miracle Needles with both hands as if playing the piano. The tails of the needles vibrated more violently, and each vibrated at a different frequency. The acupoints were stimulated by vibrating the silver needles. That was one of the beauties of Thirteen Miracle Needles.
Under the stimulation of the nine silver needles, Cedric’s face began to redden, and his lips became rosy.
A big smile spread across Clinton’s face as he saw the change.
“See that? My treatment is working!”
Sherleen’s face lit up with joy at Clinton’s words, while Sherman and Lola’s faces remained tense.
Benita said nothing. He waited quietly for something to happen.
“This is the last step. Benita, watch and learn!” Clinton chuckled as he held four silver needles in each hand and inserted the acupoints on Cedric’s chest.
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