The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The head of the Yale family, Sherleen, also said, “Mr. Anderson, since you’re already here, why don’t you stay for a while? Clinton won’t take long to cure his grandpa. If he can’t cure him, you can…”

Benita interrupted Sherleen by saying, “I’ve made it very clear that my concern is not that he can’t cure Cedric but make his illness worse. That’s all I have to say. It’s up to you whether you believe me.”

Clinton sneered. “Don’t worry, Mom. He’s bluffing. I’m confident in my medical skills!”

“Really? Then don’t beg me on your knees later!” Benita fumed.

Clinton turned away and ignored Benita.

He unbuttoned Cedric’s clothes, revealing his chest. Then with a wave of his hand, he thrust three silver needles into the acupoints on Cedric’s chest.

Three silver needles pierced the acupoints, and Cedric’s body instantly shuddered violently. Without hesitation, Clinton inserted three more silver needles, and then three more.

into the acupoints on Cedric’s

more violently, and each vibrated at a different frequency. The acupoints were stimulated by vibrating the silver needles. That was one of the beauties of Thirteen

of the nine silver needles, Cedric’s face began to redden, and his lips

smile spread across Clinton’s

My treatment

face lit up with joy at Clinton’s words, while Sherman and Lola’s faces

said nothing. He waited quietly for something

Clinton had already

from the start. Using the vibrating tail to stimulate the acupoints was not Thirteen Miracle Needles’ only feature. The depth of the needles penetrating the acupoints is

be a failure and his Thirteen Miracle Needles

bad would

Benita, watch and learn!” Clinton chuckled as he held