Chapter 421: Madman, She and He Are Not the Same Kind of People
"Stop right there. I'm warning you, I don't necessarily respect the elderly. If you fall and hurt your arms or legs, don't blame me."
Emily saw clearly that it was an old man rushing toward her.
She knew that an old Chinese medicine doctor called "Tyler" had come to treat Veda, so she guessed his identity.
Emily quickly dodged to the side, avoiding him while giving her warning.
Although Tyler's hair had turned white, he looked quite energetic and moved pretty nimbly.
When Emily dodged him, he quickly steadied himself too.
But his eyes were full of curiosity and excitement as he looked at Emily.
"Young lady, come on, tell me, how did you do it? I've been practicing medicine for so many years and couldn't do it. I couldn't restore her hand to its original state either. You're so young - where on earth did you learn this?"
Emily could tell from his behavior that he was a medical fanatic.
But she wasn't afraid of him.
Because she knew - wasn't she also a fanatic herself?
She just appeared more normal on the surface.
Her attitude was cold. "Of course I can't tell you where I learned it."
After saying this, she ignored Tyler and looked at Zoey instead, reminding her, "Aren't we supposed to treat Veda's hand? Lead the way!"
She had never been to Veda's house, so naturally she wasn't familiar with it.
Zoey had also been shocked by Tyler's actions, so she had been standing there in a daze.
Now, after Emily's reminder, she was about to lead them inside.
Soren had already come to the door. He was becoming increasingly displeased with Emily.
But for Veda's sake, he suppressed that disgust.
"Ms. Johnson, you're here. Then I'll trouble you to treat my daughter."
Soren spoke while leading the way.
Emily was very perceptive about people's emotions.
Although Soren tried hard to control himself, Emily could still sense his impatience with her. Even though this person was Daniel's relative, and she didn't want to offend his family members casually because of that.
But if the other party held hostility toward her when she didn't think she had done anything wrong, Emily wouldn't go out of her way to please them either.
Emily followed Soren.
Tyler rushed to Emily's side again, asking urgently, "Young lady, young lady, why are you ignoring me? Although your medical skills are excellent in this area, I'm also very skilled in other areas, including using poison. As long as you agree to teach me, I'll take you as my student. How about it? How about it?"
The more he talked, the more he felt this was a good idea.
His eyes looked at Emily with extreme anticipation.
Emily stopped in her tracks.
She was almost amused by Tyler's idea.
He couldn't possibly think he was getting a great deal, could he?
"Thanks, but I'm not interested!"
Emily almost said that his medical skills might not even match hers!
Actually, she couldn't be blamed for thinking this way.
This Tyler did have some skills.
But he only treated difficult and complicated cases, and he liked researching poisons. His personality was erratic, so he was considered second-rate in the circle, which was why he wasn't that famous.
Tyler's willingness to take Emily as his student was equivalent to becoming Axel's peer - such a close relationship was exactly what Zoey desperately wanted to attach herself to.
Why should Emily get this?
And yet, Emily acted like she didn't care at all.
Zoey was so angry she almost ground her back teeth to pieces.
She decided to be patient, to wait until Veda was cured.
Soon, Emily arrived at Veda's room.
For now, Veda had temporarily stopped the pain and wasn't screaming, but her mental state was somewhat listless.
Emily smelled the medicinal odor in the room and frowned slightly.
She roughly knew how they had stopped the pain.
"Veda, look who we've brought here. Don't worry, your hand will get better soon."
Soren called to Veda with concern, trying to bring back her attention.
Veda looked up and met Emily's calm, emotionless gaze. Hatred flashed in her eyes.
It was all this bitch's fault that she had ended up like this.
But she knew she had to endure it, had to wait for Emily to heal her hand.
"You're here. Thanks for coming."
Veda spoke weakly.
Emily stepped forward. "Hold out your wrist."
At this moment, Veda was like a puppet, obediently extending her wrist. Now that she had lost so much weight, her wrist was so small that you could wrap your hand around it with room to spare.
"So? Can it still be treated?"
Zoey asked with "concern" from the side, to show her care for Veda.
She didn't know if it was because of the pain in her wrist, but Veda seemed to be taking it out on her. In the past two days, her attitude toward her had become much colder.
She comforted Veda, "Veda, don't worry. Since Emily has been invited here, she'll definitely be able to cure your hand quickly. You won't have to keep enduring the pain anymore."
After Zoey finished speaking, she said to Emily, "You're being paid to do a job. I hope you'll do your best."
"Annoying!"
Emily impatiently interrupted Zoey's attempt to show off.
Zoey's face darkened.
Emily really didn't give anyone face.
She really couldn't hold back anymore. She clenched her fists, about to step forward and argue.
Tyler had already pushed Zoey aside and stuck his head over. "How is it? How is it? Are you about to start treatment? How will you treat it?"
While taking out silver needles from her medicine box, Emily said to Tyler beside her, "You know how much side effects those pills you gave her have, right?"
People who use poison - some of them, even when treating patients, use very strong medicine.
So Tyler felt that as long as it worked, he didn't care about this aspect at all.
He was somewhat surprised that Emily could tell what medicine he had used just by taking her pulse.
"The damage is minor, but the pain is major. If you don't believe me, ask this girl - she would definitely still choose to take those pills."
Tyler's words weren't exactly wrong.
Veda simply couldn't endure hardship or bear it.
In such a short time, because she couldn't stand it, she had already become haggard. If this continued, the next step would probably be choosing suicide because she couldn't take it anymore.
Emily ignored Tyler.
From his words, she knew they weren't the same kind of people.
Emily rolled up Veda's sleeve and began inserting needles.
"If you don't want your hand to be ruined, don't let it shake. Also, as the needles work with your qi, it might hurt even more briefly. Bear with it. Of course, even if you can't bear it, you have to."
Emily said expressionlessly.
She was preparing her mentally.
Veda didn't dare shake anymore.
Hearing Emily's words, she sneered inwardly. More painful? Could it be more painful than what she had endured these past days?
She thought Emily was deliberately mocking her.
The next moment.
"...It hurts so much, Emily..."
As soon as the pain hit, Veda showed her true colors. She instinctively started to curse, the words slipping out.
Fortunately, Soren realized what Veda was about to say and quickly covered Veda's mouth with his hand.
"Sorry, Ms. Johnson. Veda is just in so much pain that she's speaking without thinking. If it were anyone treating her and it hurt this much, they would curse too."
Soren was smart at this critical moment, knowing they couldn't offend Emily and ruin everything!
Emily knew about their hostility toward her but didn't care.
In fact...
"You don't need to cover her mouth. One silver needle will do the trick!"
Emily's voice rang out faintly.
Everyone didn't understand yet.
The next moment, a silver needle went in.