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.

the acupoints on Cedric’s chest,

the piano. The tails of the needles vibrated more violently, and each vibrated at a different

of the nine silver needles, Cedric’s face began to

smile spread across Clinton’s face

My treatment is

lit up with joy at Clinton’s words, while

said nothing. He waited quietly for something

Clinton had already

The depth of the needles penetrating the acupoints

his treatment to be a failure and his

bad would

he held four silver needles in each hand and inserted the acupoints on Cedric’s