The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Dr. Genius Was Poor? 

“Detox acupuncture points.” Unlike the emergency treatments, Wynter used only three needles on Fabian, and each one made him crave more. 

It was an incredible feeling, as if all the blockages in his organs were gone, making him feel rejuvenated! 

Fabian was full of admiration. “A true genius! You’re so young yet possess such medical skills. Traditional medicine won’t decline with talents like 

you.” 

“It’s all thanks to my grandma.” Wynter placed her palm against his back and pressed down as she spoke. 

Before Fabian could even react, he heard a dull “crack“. 

“This is… bone–setting?” Fabian turned to look at her. 

Wynter nodded. “Yes. When I applied the needles, I noticed your thoracic vertebrae were protruding a little. Try moving it now.” 

“It’s not stiff anymore.” Fabian didn’t expect that this young lady would cure his chronic problem. 

Other traditional medicine practitioners had treated him before. As they were all cautious because of his status, they dared not twist and press his body too vigorously. 

This problem wasn’t serious. It was just that sitting for long periods and being in long meetings made him stiff and uncomfortable when trying to sleep. 

Now, as Fabian moved his arm, he felt relieved. Strangely enough, he was sweating profusely, his patient gown soaked through. 

Initially, Dr. Lopez thought this was abnormal. That was until Wynter said, “As you’re sweating now, I can remove the needles now.” 

It was then that Dr. Lopez realized this was all deliberately done by Dr. Genius. 

“Can acupuncture points really induce sweating?” Dalton, who had been quiet, leaned in closer. His voice was right behind Wynter’s ear. 

Wynter turned around and saw his captivating face. He looked curious and eager to learn. 

“There are 12 meridians and 362 acupuncture points in the human body. Among them, LR–3 and GB–21 points are specifically for detoxification.” 

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Wynter packed up her needles, closing her first aid kit. “Mr. Quinnell, that’s enough for today’s session. After another round of acupuncture tomorrow, you’ll be ready to leave the hospital.” 

Fabian looked at her gratefully and then glanced at his assistant, Hugo Wright. Hugo quickly took a card from his suit pocket. “Dr. Genius, here’s a million. Please accept it.” 

“That’s too much,” Wynter said calmly, sticking to her principles related to payment. 

“For Mr. Quinnell’s treatment, ten thousand a day should cover it.” That was her standard charge for treating noble and virtuous families. 

Fabian looked at Wynter and pretended to be serious. “How is that too much? Is my life not worth a million?” 

“It is.” 

Wynter didn’t refuse further. The repeated refusal wasn’t her style. If the patient was willing to pay, she would 

she would accept. 

“Dr. Miracle” typically treated people based on the price they were willing to offer. After taking the card, she chuckled, “I’ll have to think about how to spend this million.”