Chapter 133: Chapter 133

"Auntie’s condition was already very bad..."

Cassia hadn’t finished speaking before she saw Jocelyn’s initially bloodless face gradually gain color, much improved from before.

Seeing Jocelyn’s condition improve, Ivan spoke excitedly, "Serena, we’re so lucky to have you..."

Serena raised her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, a hint of fatigue in her eyes.

Applying this set of acupuncture consumed a lot of physical and mental energy, but Jocelyn’s condition was critical, and she could only use this method to preserve her life for now.

But merely preserving it; they still needed to figure out why she suddenly fainted and vomited blood to truly cure her illness.

Cassia felt as if she had been slapped invisibly, her face burning with embarrassment.

How could this be? That wretched Serena really had the luck of a blind cat catching a dead rat and managed to cure Jocelyn?!

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Cassia immediately dismissed it. The two medicines counteract each other, and she had overdosed on Centella. Even Arthur Bowen might not be able to cure her, let alone that wretch, Serena!

Serena lowered her eyes and began feeling Jocelyn’s pulse, her brows immediately furrowing.

Jocelyn suddenly fainted and vomited blood because after taking the medicine, two herbs used counteracted each other.

But how could they counteract? The Spirit Revitalizing Pill she developed used very specific ingredients, so there was absolutely no way they would counteract!

Someone must be behind this...

Serena lifted her stunningly beautiful fox-like eyes and coldly looked at Cassia standing beside her.

Under such a gaze, Cassia felt an unexplained chill run down her spine and a cold sweat from her feet to her crown.

"Mr. Arthur Bowen is here!"

A servant’s voice suddenly rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

"Mr. Bowen, please save my aunt!"

Cassia quickly ran to Arthur Bowen’s side, crying worriedly, deliberately contrasting sharply with Serena’s icy demeanor.

She wanted everyone to see just how indifferent that wretch Serena was, her own mother being so ill and yet she looked completely unperturbed.

Sure enough, the servants standing nearby couldn’t help but speak quietly.

"The Sixth Miss is certainly cold; look at Madame’s condition, yet you can’t see any concern on her face!"

"Yes, indeed! She’s not raised by Madame herself. Look how worried the Seventh Miss is for Madame!"

"Absolutely, the Seventh Miss is much more filial!"

Listening to these words, Cassia’s lips secretly curled into a smile, feeling smug inside, her face showing even more worry.

"Mr. Bowen, please make sure to cure my aunt..."

"Since I’ve accepted your Everett Family’s consultation fee, I will certainly do my best to treat her," Arthur Bowen, whose medical skills were superior but nature was arrogant, impatiently interrupted her, "Move aside; stop wasting time here."

Cassia was choked by his words, her face turning from green to pale, her eyes filled with malice deepened further. This old man dared to embarrass her publicly!

Arthur Bowen wasted no time and immediately started to feel Jocelyn’s pulse, his brows gradually knitting together, "Who inserted these silver needles?"

"It was my sister. I told her not to randomly apply acupuncture, but she wouldn’t listen!" Seeing Arthur frown, Cassia’s heart was filled with joy. Serena surely must have worsened Jocelyn’s condition, making Arthur dissatisfied!

As soon as the thought occurred, she couldn’t wait to speak, "Mr. Bowen, has my aunt’s condition worsened?"

"Who told you the patient’s condition is worsened?" Arthur replied sternly, "Good thing you had her perform the acupuncture; otherwise, the patient wouldn’t have survived!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked, except Elliot Everett who remained calm, looking at Serena with even more gentle eyes.

His sister was even more formidable than he had imagined!

Cassia, on the other hand, was filled with hatred, her gaze towards Serena poisonous. How dare this wretch truly know medicine!

"Were you the one who performed the acupuncture?" Arthur turned to Serena, his tone carrying an unmistakable admiration, "Young lady, it’s impressive that at your age you already know such acupuncture techniques! Are you interested in becoming my apprentice?"

Arthur Bowen, aside from The Phantom Hand, was the most skilled in medicine, and being his apprentice was not an opportunity one could easily attain. Yet Serena bluntly refused, "Not interested."

Arthur Bowen doubted his ears; how could anyone refuse to be his apprentice?!

Serena raised her head to look at him, her delicate porcelain white face devoid of any expression, repeating once more, "Not interested."

He once begged her to accept him as her apprentice, which she declined, and now he wants her to be his apprentice again!

Arthur Bowen finally got a good look at her face, his pupils slightly enlarging, feeling that this girl looked so familiar, and her voice sounded somewhat like the legendary Phantom Hand!

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As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Arthur dismissed it. If The Phantom Hand had come to Imperia, he would definitely have heard about it, but he hadn’t received any news, so it couldn’t be her!

Arthur shook his head, thinking he must be getting old, mistaking a young girl for that legend!

"Mr. Bowen, when will my wife regain consciousness..." Ivan asked anxiously, looking at the unconscious Jocelyn.

"She suddenly fainted and vomited blood due to the counteraction of the medicines she took; these two medicines together are lethal!" Arthur shook his head, "There’s no hope; she can’t return to being a normal person. Keeping her alive is already a lucky break."

"How could this be..." Ivan was heartbroken upon hearing this, "Mr. Bowen, please try to think of a way to cure my wife. I’m willing to spend all my fortune!"

Arthur sighed but still shook his head, "Mr. Everett, I truly have no way. The patient really can’t be saved..."

"Who said she can’t be saved?"

Before Arthur could finish, a cold, beautiful voice interrupted.

"If you can’t save her, I will."

Serena’s delicate porcelain white face showed no expression, but her aura was imposing.

Arthur instinctively obeyed, making room for her, only afterward realizing he had been ordered around by a young girl!

Usually, he was held in high regard, and except for The Phantom Hand, no one dared to order him !

This young girl certainly had the courage!