Mission To Remarry
When they heard that, they were shocked.
They had met many famous doctors who attempted to treat Alfred, yet that was the first time they heard someone asking them to take off Alfred’s clothes.
Jonathan was the first to react as he asked cautiously, “Is it necessary?”
Roxanne glanced at him weirdly. “I’m about to treat Old Mr. Queen, and his shirt will prevent me from treating him more easily. Can someone help? Please do it quickly.” Everyone in the room, including the medical team, exchanged looks with each other. They had no idea why it was necessary to take the patient’s shirt off for the treatment. Jonathan hesitated before gritting his teeth and stepping forward.
Seeing that her brother had relented, Frieda was panicking, “What kind of treatment is this? Why
Before she could finish, she saw Roxanne pulling out a quaint wooden box from her medical kit. There was a scroll-like item inside.
After she unrolled it, hundreds of big and small silver needles could be seen arranged neatly inside.
Frieda was shocked by what she saw and swallowed her words.
Roxanne focused on taking out the needles she needed before disinfecting them with alcohol. She didn’t at all pay attention to what Frieda was saying.
In front of her, Jonathan was pulling Alfred toward himself with great difficulty. One of his hands was stabilizing the old man’s body while the other was taking off the shirt. Since Alfred was completely unconscious at that moment, he wasn’t going to cooperate. It made Jonathan’s actions even more difficult.
Lucian stared at Roxanne’s actions as the look in his eyes darkened.
When he saw how much Jonathan was struggling, he put Estella on the ground and ordered, “I’ll be helping Jonathan out. Stay here and don’t move, okay?”
She nodded obed*iently as she watched her father walk through the crowd and stood next to the bed. He then silently helped Jonathan remove Alfred’s shirt. “Thanks, Lucian.”
Jonathan stared at him gratefully.
Lucian nodded silently,
When Roxanne noticed Lucian was there, her eyelashes quivered, though she quickly returned to her calm self as she focused on the needles.
Soon, Alfred’s shirt was removed, and everyone was able to see how thin his body was. Roxanne had expected that. She asked the two men to hold the old man steadily. “Stabilize him. I’m going to start the treatment now.”
Jonathan nodded with a serious expression.
Then she looked at Lucian, who didn’t react at all. She took in a deep breath and began to poke the needles onto Alfred’s body.
After the first needle was placed, an exclamation rang out. “What are you doing? How could you stab that acupuncture point?”
Frieda was the one speaking.
While she had a medical background, she wasn’t familiar with acupuncture. Despite that, she could tell what Roxanne was doing was very dangerous.
It was possible even for normal people to d*ie because of what Roxanne was doing, so the risk was greater for the sickly Alfred.
Frieda’s expression tensed up as rage and panic filled her eyes. “If you don’t know how to do it, then don’t do it! What are you doing? Are you trying to K*ll my grandfather?” When she finished speaking, she violently pushed Roxanne away.
Roxanne heard her doubts, but she ignored them as she planned where to place the second needle.
That was why she didn’t expect Frieda would suddenly push her.
She was caught off guard being pushed like that, and so she lost her center of gravity for a moment. It almost caused her to fall to her side and into Lucian’s arms.