Jason shook his head and said, "Traditional Chinese dicine is profound. Even my two teachers ca here ten years ago to seek out renowned doctors to study it. You shouldn’t underestimate Chinese dicine. Perhaps we really should give it a try."
Isaac Ross, hearing that the Williams couple had also researched traditional Chinese dicine, felt sowhat relieved about his worry that Sumr Monroe might worsen the situation.
"Then let’s give it a try! Whatever she needs, make sure she gets it. Also, if you think anything’s wrong with the patient, have her stop imdiately. I can’t allow any harm to co to the patient."
"Understood, President Ross. I’ll go get the things she ntioned she needs." Jason said, nodding respectfully to Sumr Monroe before turning to leave.
Yet, after taking a few steps, he turned back to ask Sumr Monroe, "Miss, do you know the renowned psychologists, the Williams couple?"
Sumr Monroe clenched her palms slightly, shaking her head to deny it: "I don’t know them."
Sumr Monroe could deny everything without blushing or getting flustered, except when it ca to her adoptive parents, who treated her like their own child; denying them made her feel a bit uneasy.
This uneasiness was just perceptible in Jason’s eyes.
He responded calmly, "Oh, you don’t know them... I thought you might know them."
Sumr Monroe replied blandly, "The Williams couple are top psychological experts, how could I possibly know them? You’re overthinking."
Jason chuckled, "It’s mainly because in recent years, their research has been focused on using traditional Chinese acupuncture to treat PTSD. So, I was just asking."
Isaac Ross waved his hand: "It’s unlikely they would know each other. Go prepare the things."
"Okay." Jason took another deep look at Sumr Monroe before finally turning to leave.
Sumr Monroe felt that Jason’s gaze was unusual. Once he finally left, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Her adoptive parents often had students over for lessons, so she genuinely feared that this Jason might have seen her before.
However, at that mont, Damian Knight walked up to her and asked again, "Do you really not know the Williams couple?"
Sumr Monroe paused, then shook her head again: "I don’t know them, but I’ve heard of them."
Isaac Ross suddenly said, "Now that you ntion it, perhaps we should consider inviting the Williams couple to co here and help treat this guy."
Sumr Monroe’s eyes flickered slightly, but the expression in them was quickly hidden, unnoticed by anyone.
Damian Knight sighed and said, "Let’s try letting Sumr Monroe handle it first. They’re too famous, and coming to the country would easily attract attention."
Isaac Ross nodded in agreent: "You’re right. Since Jason is their student, he would surely have learned sothing from the Williams couple. Let him try first. As for Miss Monroe..."
Isaac Ross didn’t finish his sentence, but the lack of confidence in his tone was evident.
Sumr Monroe said nothing, concentrating on diagnosing the patient’s pulse.
Just then, the man suddenly woke up.
"Ah... don’t eat ..."
The man shoved Sumr Monroe, who was standing next to him.
Caught off guard, she fell backward, but before she could reach out to steady herself, a large hand firmly supported her back.
Sumr Monroe instinctively glanced sideways, only to see Damian Knight glaring coldly at the man on the bed.
When she looked back at the patient, she saw Julian Kingston, who had sohow made his way to the bedside, punch the man in the face.
With a dull thud, the man’s eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
"Aiden!" Isaac Ross imdiately stepped forward to stop Julian Kingston from delivering a second punch.
Only Ryder Quinn watched the sudden turn of events, a bit dazed, while feeling deep down as if soone had snatched away his chance—his chance to be the hero and rescue the beauty.
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