Summon of The Sword novel Chapter 684

Sean glanced at Talia with a poker face.

Sean would have walked away right now if it were not for the fact that the son of the old lady in there was a soldier.

He did not reject healing and saving people, but he would not actively seek to do it.

Everything depended on fate.

He would not do anything if it was not meant to be.

"Ms. Yeast, let me be honest with you. Our hospital has no way to save Old Madam.

"The last time Mr. Lennon intervened, the patient he treated had the same condition as Old Madam Yeast.

"So only Mr. Lennon could save your mother!"

Dr. Sutherland explained earnestly to Talia as they did not want to see Old Madam Yeast's condition get worse.

Talia was silent for nearly half a minute before she looked up again.

"Okay! I'll give you a chance to cure her.

"If you can cure her, I'll give you money or anything you want!

"But if you make my mother sicker, I'm not gonna let you get away with this!"

Talia clenched her teeth and looked intently at Sean.

"Severe brain disease. There are only minutes left to heal her.

"Keep talking nonsense. I'm in no hurry."

Sean looked at his watch and said indifferently.

"You!"

Talia was furious.

Dr. Sutherland did not have time to say that much. They opened the door and let Sean in alone.

"Mr. Lennon, everything you might need is ready for you.

"Let me know if you need anything else."

Dr. Sutherland closed the door and waited outside after sending Sean into the hospital ward.

"What do you mean?

"Did you just let him go in by himself?"

Talia's eyes widened again at the sight of it.

"Ms. Yeast, please wait for a while."

Dr. Sutherland had no time to explain much to Talia. They stood at the door and waited.

"I'm telling you. No one could get away with this if something happened to my mom!"

Talia clenched her teeth and pointed at the crowd as she shouted.

Even though she agreed to let Sean treat Old Madam Yeast, she did not have much hope for Sean.

...

In the ward.

After checking Old Madam Yeast's pulse, Sean raised his hand and parted her eyelid.

Old Madam Yeast had no idea of any of this. She had fallen into a severe coma.

Sean already knew what was going on after taking her pulse.

"Missing him is inevitable, but you should be even more proud.

"He dedicated his life to protect everyone and his country.

"You should be proud of him."

Sean sterilized the silver needles as he whispered.

Old Madam Yeast, who had fallen into a severe coma, moved her head slightly as if she had heard Sean.

Swoosh!

The silver needle glimmered as it penetrated the acupoints accurately.

"He's luckier than I am.

"At least he has an old mother to look forward to.

"No one worries about me, and no one will be proud of me."

Such ideas could not help appearing in Sean's head, but he quickly got rid of them.

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Nine silver needles of varying lengths were quickly inserted into specific acupoints.

Boom!

Sean flicked his fingers, and the nine needles trembled as if pulled together by an invisible thread.

Then Sean reached out to put his thumb on one side of Old Madam Yeast's head and massaged it.

If a doctor had been in the ward, they would have been so shocked that they could not say a word.

A monitor nearby showed that Old Madam Yeast's soaring intracranial pressure was slowly subsiding.