Login via

She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 441

Channing greeted him immediately, his attitude exceedingly respectful: "Mr. 'SaintHealer', thank you for waiting. This is my brother, Lucian Shapiro. All the top doctors in Harmony Country have treated him, but they are all at their wits' end. Right now, you are his last hope. Please, I ask you to examine him thoroughly."

Luna chimed in from the side, her tone carrying a hint of a boast: "The master's medical skills are divine. He will definitely be able to find the root of the problem."

Morris leaned lazily against the side of Loyce's sofa and said in a gentle voice, "Lucian’s brother sure knows how to talk. If even this so-called SaintHealer gives up, are we supposed to start planning Lucian’s funeral right now?"

Loyce looked up and asked, "Do you believe him, Morris?"

Morris lowered his head, rubbed the top of her hair, his voice carrying unquestionable certainty: "I only believe the person who truly gave Lucian a second chance at life."

The corners of Loyce's lips curled up slightly, and she let out a soft "Mhm."

The "SaintHealer" nodded slightly, stroked his long beard, walked up to Lucian, and deliberately kept his voice low and slow: "General Shapiro, please extend your right hand."

Lucian cooperatively extended his wrist, his expression indifferent, as if the person being diagnosed had nothing to do with him.

The "SaintHealer" placed three fingers against Lucian's wrist, closing his eyes in deep concentration, looking like he was completely immersed in sensing his life force.

As time ticked by, his frown deepened, his expression growing increasingly grave, punctuated by occasional heavy sighs.

This performance made the guests hold their breath, secretly guessing: It seems General Shapiro's health is indeed in a very bad state!

Someone whispered, "But diagnosing someone just by feeling their pulse, isn't that a bit ridiculous?"

"What do you know? It's a specialized technique used by a select group of elite holistic healers. They can read the body's energy and determine a person's vitality just by the rhythmic beating of the pulse."

"That seems to be true, some holistic clinics diagnose like this."

Channing and Luna exchanged a glance, the corners of their mouths twitching upward uncontrollably.

Chapter 441 1

Verify captcha to read the content.VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: She Was the Treasure All Along