The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 278

If what Sean was saying were true, if Old Madam Quinn was really beyond
saving, then they were all in deep trouble.

“Sean, please save Old Madam Quinn!”

Right now, Kent had no other choice, so all he could do was completely rely on
Sean.

Sean hesitated for a couple seconds, but he soon slowly wheeled his wheelchair
forward.

“Young man, Old Madam Quinn is experiencing a backflow of her vital energy
and blood.

“Even I can't do anything about it, yet you still dare to simply treat her?”

Zack could not help but snort coldly after seeing Sean come over.

Upon hearing this, Sean slowly raised his head and glanced at Zack.

“Quack! You still dare to babble in front of me?”

Sean's words made Zack instantly flush.

“You!”

He was extremely angry and pointed at Sean.

“As a doctor, I'm not asking you to sacrifice yourself for the world.

“But you should at least refuse treatment if you know you can’t treat someone
properly.

“The first two needles you administered were good, but the third needle was
misplaced. It would have triggered a life—threatening condition.

“Do you still feel wronged by me calling you a quack?” Sean approached the
hospital cot and said lightly as he took out his needle box.

“You! Since you're saying I administered the needles into the wrong acupoints,
show me the correct ones!” Zack's face blushed as he shouted stiffly.

“Just open your eyes and watch closely.”

Sean did not hide from anyone when he administered the needles this time.
He just allowed the Quinn family to watch since they were curious.

Moreover, Old Madam Quinn was in danger, so he had no time to waste in
saving her.

“I really want to see how you'll save Old Madam Quinn now.

“If

you can't do it, I'll see if you'll feel ashamed and continue to talk yourself up!"
Zack snorted coldly as he waved his hand and stepped aside.

He was very confident that there was absolutely no possibility of survival for Old
Madam Quinn based on her current state.

Not to mention that he was Zack Judson. Even Zack's master felt helpless.

If his master’s master had been present, with his unique special needle treatment
technique, there might have been some hope.

Meanwhile, Sean, a young man in his twenties and also a cripple sitting in a
wheelchair, had the courage to say he could cure Old Madam Quinn.

This was simply a big joke.

He was waiting for Sean to make a fool of himself.

Quill also let out a cold snort. He stood by and waited quietly.

If Sean could not manage it, then he definitely would not be able to save Old
Madam Quinn from dying.

After that, it would be easy to drive him out of the Quinn Residence.

Quill was not actually worrying about Old Madam Quinn's health. He was instead
looking forward to the moment when Sean's treatment would fail.

At this time, the entire Quinn family, including Simon, Willow, and the others,
were watching Sean with mouths open wide.

There were also several doctors in the ward besides Quill and Zack. Everyone's
attention was on Sean.

Willow clenched her palm tightly, and her heart rate sped up.

In the depths of her gaze were tension, worry, and expectation.

She hoped Sean would not let her down.

Under everybody's watchful eyes, Sean quickly disinfected all the nine silver
needles.

The disdain on Zack's face slowly dissipated after seeing these nine silver
needles.

After all, he had also studied medicine for decades. This special needle
treatment had been taught by many experts, so he knew a lot about it.
Therefore, he had recognized it when he saw Sean take out these nine silver
needles.

He felt like Sean was onto something.

Before he could think much, he saw Sean stretch out his palm and gently wave it
over the nine silver needles.

After waving from left to right, a silver needle was quickly twisted into his hand.
The movements seemed extremely smooth and proficient.

Zack squinted slightly. The disdain on his face disappeared upon witnessing this
scene.

Experts would be able to tell if someone was truly capable.

The

way that Sean had grabbed the needle was enough to prove that he was not a
layman who knew nothing.

When Sean twisted the needle around with three fingers, he glanced at Old
Madam Quinn casually and administered the needle immediately.

Swoosh!

Very fast, and extremely accurate.

Sean lifted his hand and administered the needles. All the silver needles were
accurately

administered into every acupoint.

This extremely smooth movement made other people in the ward also feel like
Sean was onto something.

“Nonsense! This acupoint governs the kidney meridian and has nothing to do
with Old Madam Quinn's disease!”

Zack snorted coldly and began to criticize Sean.

“Shut up, quack.”

Sean did not even look at Zack. His tone was a little cold.

“You!”

Zack's complexion flushed red. Just as he was about to say something, he was
held back by Quill.

“Mr. Judson, if he wants to die, just let him die.

“Let's not quarrel with him because he'll surely cry later.”

Quill sneered. If Sean failed to heal Old Madam Quinn, he would definitely be
skinned alive by the Quinn family!

That was exactly what Quill expected to see.

Zack took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Sean had no distractions in his mind. He fixed his gaze on Old Madam Quinn
and immediately twisted out the second needle before administering it again.
Everyone in the ward saw Sean raising his hand and continuing to administer
needles into Old Madam Quinn's acupoints.

There was no sluggishness in his entire process of the silver needle treatment. It
was just like flowing water: extremely smooth.

Sean's expression was one of extremely powerful self-confidence.

It seemed that everything was under his control.

Those incomparably skilled movements made Simon and the others, who knew
nothing about them, feel like Sean was at least a little bit capable.

However, none of them realized Zack's expression slowly changing as Sean
continued to administer the needles.