Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty

"Everyone says that I'm inexperienced in medicine. Aren't you afraid that I might worsen your health?" Yolanda asked Simon before starting the acupuncture.

Anyone would feel skeptical if they saw a high school student claiming to be a doctor, but Simon seemed entirely untroubled.

He smiled.

"I know my own body well at this age. I might be gone if it weren't for you saving me that day," he said.

"I've seen many famous doctors, but my condition hasn't improved. You're my last hope. I won't have any regrets if it doesn't work out," he added.

With that said, he glanced at Yolanda and then remarked, "Besides, there's another reason. You give me an inexplicable sense of familiarity."

In fact, he didn't speak the whole truth. To be exact, he felt a deep sense of respect for Yolanda the moment he saw her. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

It was an unusual feeling. Normally, he shouldn't have felt this way about a high school student.

"Familiarity?"

Yolanda was taken aback for a moment. Then, she smiled. She indeed had some connections with Simon in her past life.

Moreover, she had guided him through a creative bottleneck in traditional painting.

"Yes, it feels like I've met you before," he said.

Simon felt his own words sounded a bit absurd. He shook his head and stopped talking.

He then turned to Gordon and reminded him, "If my illness truly isn't cured, it's not because of Dr. Henderson. Do not put the blame on her!"

Gordon wanted to say something, but he reluctantly nodded in the end. "Understood."

As the acupuncture started, Yolanda inserted the acupuncture needle into the acupoint near Simon's temple. She then did the same on the other side.

Gordon had been kept outside the ward when Yolanda was treating Simon earlier.

Now that Gordon was in the ward with them, seeing the fine needles being inserted into Simon's head made Gordon shiver with unease.

However, what seemed like a dangerous procedure to him was second nature to Yolanda.

She had started learning traditional medicine at the age of five. Later, she studied both medicine and toxi with her fourth expert. She also had experience with modern medicine.

She had even performed complex surgeries on other assassins in the organization earlier.

Yet, Yolanda's greatest interest remained in traditional medicine. She had studied many ancient texts on acupuncture techniques.

The technique she was using now was called the Five Elements Divine Needles. It was said to be passed down from an ancient physician, later modified by his apprentices, and it became a unique school of its own.

Less than a handful of people in the country knew this technique today, and nobody else could use it proficiently aside from her and her fourth expert.

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Half an hour later, Yolanda removed the needles from Simon's acupoints.

"It's done."

"Mr. Carter, how do you feel?" Gordon asked as he quickly approached the bedside.

Simon opened his eyes, feeling much rejuvenated. His chest congestion was healed, and he could breathe more easily now.

"I feel much better now!"

"A miracle doctor! You really are a miracle doctor!"

"Although your illness is now treated, you'll need to take traditional medicine for a month as you're still weak. I'll write a prescription for you. Have your assistant get the medicine," she said.

Yolanda looked at Gordon and asked, "Do you have paper and a pen?"

"Yes!"

Gordon hurriedly pulled out a stack of A4 paper and a pen from the bedside drawer. Yolanda took them and swiftly wrote down the prescription.

Simon initially just glanced casually at what Yolanda wrote. However, his eyes widened in shock when he saw her handwriting.