Spoiled by Mr. Russell

Dominic placed his fingers gently on her wrist. He closed his eyes and looked like he was sleeping, but he was not. Frowning, he focused on her pulse. After a while, he removed his fingers and leaned in to examine her face. He lifted her eyelids, then felt her neck.

Watching this through the surveillance cameras, Fred rested his chin in one hand, pensive. Although it did not look like it, Dominic was treating her.

The earlier doctors had relied on all kinds of equipment to determine what illness one had, but alternative medicine practitioners did this through observation, asking questions, and taking wrist pulses. He was unsure if Dominic could save Lily, but there was no other way.

After examining her, Dominic stood up. All he did was gaze at Lily.

bag he was carrying. It was a black, old-fashioned cloth sack. From it, Dominic took out a set of silver needles of different sizes and

about to perform this acupuncture treatment

and watched as Dominic

was fascinated. ‘Why doesn’t it bleed?’ he wondered as Lily gave no response. ‘Does this technique really work?’ He stared at the screen as Dominic inserted one needle after another

needle, Dominic paused. “You’re my most disobedient student,” he muttered as he looked at her. “You always did things your way.

might stop breathing at any moment without getting to say her last