Son-in-Law Is a Medical Genius

Chapter 9

Matthew walked toward the bed and heaved out a sigh. The lady who was lying on the bed was

gorgeous. In terms of appearance, she was no less attractive than Sasha. However, she was a heart-

wrenching sight to look at as she had been reduced to a bony frame after losing substantial weight.

As Matthew was walking round the bed, he suddenly lifted his head and asked, “Mr. Newman, how

much have you paid Benjamin for taking care of Miss Newman?”

“I’m not offering my service for Mr. Newman because of money!” Benjamin quickly clarified, “I have a

very close friendship with Mr. Newman and I’ve always treated his problems as mine!”

Staying silent, Billy’s eyes were tinged with gratitude; he was really moved by how Benjamin had taken

care of his daughter over the past half a year.

Yet, Matthew responded to what Benjamin said with a sneer. “You aren’t taking a dime from him?

Benjamin, you really should be punished!”

“W-What the heck are you talking about?” Benjamin challenged him furiously.

Billy was slightly displeased too and he wondered what exactly Matthew meant by that. Ignoring

Benjamin, Matthew looked at Joseph and announced, “Mr. Harrison, there’s actually nothing wrong with

your acupuncture skill!”

“Oh?” Joseph was surprised to hear that. “But, not only did Miss Newman not wake up after I did that,

her condition e-even w-worsened… Why is that so?”

“It was because someone had done some tricks to her body!” With a faint smile, Matthew stared at

Benjamin and continued, “Someone injected her with a silver needle beforehand to block her

acupoints. Hence, anyone else who performs acupuncture on her later on will only make her lose her

vitality at a more rapid rate. Then, when her condition deteriorates, she might eventually die because of

that!”

All at once, Benjamin’s face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, with beads of sweat formed all over his

forehead.

Looking rattled, Billy too shot a contemplative glance at Benjamin. Benjamin was the only who had

come into contact with his daughter most of the time over the past half a year. Therefore, it was easy to

see who could be the perpetrator.

“Matthew Larson, a-are you trying to throw mud at me?” Pretending to be calm, Benjamin continued,

“You have to first have proof before you make any random allegation! I’ve been here now for half a

year. Are you trying to say that I am the culprit who did the tricks to Miss Newman?”

“Please be patient because we’ll know the truth in no time!” Matthew then made his way toward the

head of the bed where Miss Newman was laying.

Keeping her forehead still with his hand, he quickly tapped on several acupoints on her face with two

fingers. At the same time, he fished out three silver needles with his left hand and jabbed them

precisely at three acupoints on her face in a flash. After the needles were poked into the acupoints, a

small nodule emerged on her forehead at once, and it seemed like there was something inside which

was about to emerge.

Without slowing down, Matthew immediately took out one silver needle after another and prickled them

at different acupoints on Miss Newman. He had utilized a total of eighteen needles and the whole

process took place within half a minute’s time. On top of that, he was able to put the needles at all the

correct acupoints in a very precise manner!

This time, even Benjomin hod gone wide-eyed in shock. As o highly skilled ocupuncturist himself, he

could tell from the woy thot Motthew performed his ocupuncture treotment wos very proficient ond

Motthew’s skill wos woy more superior thon himself. A blood spot wos slowly oppeoring on Miss

Newmon’s foreheod ot thot juncture.

Billy quickly stepped forword to hove o closer look. To his surprise, the point of o needle wos slowly

moteriolizing from within the blood spot. Motthew stretched both honds to clomp the needle by its point

before he slowly ond gently removed it. Whot he removed wos holf of o silver needle which wos three

centimeters long.

Billy, who looked flobbergosted, osked onxiously, “I-Is this the needle which is blocking her ocupoints?”

“Exoctly!” Motthew nodded his heod.

Immediotely, Billy turned to look ot Benjomin, who looked fozed while defending himself, “I-I didn’t

leove it there. You guys con’t ossume I did thot since my nome is not written on the needle…”

“Don’t worry, we’ll reolize soon who did it!” Motthew soid colmly.

Despite looking terror-stricken, Benjomin worned Motthew indignontly, “D-Don’t you try to pin the blome

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Insteod of responding to him, Motthew went on to perform the Divine Acupuncture Skill on Miss

Newmon during which he poked one needle ofter onother on thirty-six ocupoints on her body. After

doing the lost one, he clopped one polm on her foreheod ond colled gently, “Woke up!”

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