Time ticked by. Arielle was so focused that she didn’t even know what time it was. Finally, the last acupoint which was on the brain remained.
In modern medicine, doctors would draw blood to treat stroke patients. It was rare to draw blood in traditional Chanaean medicine, though. Drawing blood from the brain was the hardest part of all. With that, Arielle took a deep breath. She quickly located the acupoint and was about to draw out some blood when someone pounded on the door.
“Clara! Open the door! The ambulance is here!” It was Yvette’s voice.
As Clara was Yvette’s nanny, she adored the latter and spoilt her a lot. This time, she glanced at Arielle to gain her approval.
Despite that, Arielle didn’t look up and remained fixated on Russell’s bleeding arm.
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