Chapter 135 Chapter 135: She knew this was the moment to unveil her most closely guarded technique, even if it risked derailing her long- laid plans for revenge.
With countless eyes glued to her every move, Khloe kept Murray's heart rhythm steady with one hand while the other reached into her pocket, retrieving something she had prepared for emergencies.
Gasps rippled through the room as she revealed her tool-a set of gleaming silver needles.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA nearby nurse blinked in confusion, her thoughts racing. "Silver needles? Does she really think acupuncture therapy can save a patient? It seemed absurdly unreliable." The sight of those needles sparked immediate uproar among the observers.
"She's out of her mind! At a tlike this, she's wasting twith mystical nonsense." "Who does she think she is? Pretending to be smiracle worker with needles? She seems to have forgotten this is a modern hospital." "This is pure ignorance. If Mr. Sampson doesn't make it, she'll bear the full blame." Orion's sneer deepened as he mocked, “Hah, using silver needles in a modern operating room—what a farce! It's a blatant insult to modern medical practices and a reckless gamble with Mr. Sampson's life. Khloe's nothing more than a fame-hungry performer. Mark my words, I'll make sure her outrageous stunt is front-page news!" In that instant, everyone in the room was certain Khloe had sealed her own fate.
The weight of disbelief and scorn from the anesthetist, nurses, and Casey pressed heavily on Khloe, but she refused to let it shake her.
Despite the judging eyes, Khloe stayed calm, her focus dropping back to the task at hand.
While many dismissed acupuncture therapy as mystical and unscientific, Khloe wasn't like them. She had a deep fascination with it. The silver needle technique she was using now wasn't just something she'd learned—it was her own innovation, rebuilt from ancient manuscripts and fine-tuned through rigorous testing on animals. Although she had yet to showcase it publicly, her trials had been nothing short of remarkable. This technique was her personal breakthrough, and Khloe held unwavering faith in its effectiveness.
Drawing in a slow, steadying breath, she lifted a silver needle and poured all her concentration into saving Murray.
As she carefully inserted the silver needles into Murray's heart and other parts, the onlookers grew increasingly agitated, their muttered criticisms escalating into outright insults.
"Khloe's nothing but a menace-stirring up trouble with no real talent to back it up." "Why hasn't anyone pulled her out yet? She's tarnishing the nof this hospital!" However, as Khloe methodically placed each needle, Murray's ashen face started to regain scolor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThen, something even more astonishing happened-the heart she had been cradling began to beat faintly on its own.
The heart had resumed its natural rhythm.
The onlookers froze in stunned silence. Professors who had been quick to criticize now stood om X stood O speechless, their eyes wide with disbelief. Even Orion, usually so quick with a cutting remark, could only gape in astonishment. Casey's eyes widened, her disbelief written all over her face.
How could this be real? Acupuncture therapy was supposed to be om antiquated, unscientific. Yet here was Khloe, defying all logic, saving a life with mere needles. The operating room and observation gallery had fallen into a profound silence, every person struck dumb by what they had just witnessed.
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