Seeing the puzzled look on David''s face, Mirabe calmly exined while tidying up her silver needles, "There''s a high concentration of certain heavy metals in the body, which is basically a form of poisoning."


    The wisdom of ancient alternative medicine is pretty amazing, but you can''t underestimate the value of modern medical data. Things like reading pulses and observing energy might miss some internal problems that medical equipment can catch. On the flip side, when machines miss something, alternative medicine often steps in with the answer.


    So really, alternative medicine and Western medicine work hand in hand.


    Listening to Mirabe, David caught on quickly. After a moment''s thought, he said, "So, your n is to get rid of the extra metal toxins from Mason''s body, right?"


    Mirabe nodded, cing the sterilized silver needles back into their leather holder. "Regr meds and treatments don''t really help Mason."


    David, eyeing the basin with its darkened blood, was taken aback. "How did it get so concentrated?"


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow, ncing briefly at Mason, whoy there quietly.


    David looked over at Mason too, but seeing Mason''s eyes turned away, he decided not to push it.


    Soon enough, the blood dripping from Mason''s fingers turned back to a normal, healthy red. Mirabe stopped the bleeding and casually remarked, "Stay away from radioactive medical devices for a bit and stick to a light diet."


    Frank nced at Mirabe and nodded, "Got it."


    David then took Frank''s wrist again, checking his pulse before asking Mirabe, "And the pulse now...?"


    "Normal," Mirabe cut in.


    David''s eyes lit up with understanding. "So, Mason''s all better?"


    "Yep," Mirabe replied coolly. "But Mr. Mason still has some heart issues, so he should keep following the doctor''s advice to stay healthy."


    David nodded. Heart problems have always been a tricky business; there''s no magic pill, just good care.


    "I feel like a weight''s been lifted off me."


    Frank slowly sat up, sweat still dotting his forehead. During the acupuncture, he had felt the needles moving inside him, and the pain was real.


    But now, with the pain gone, it felt like he had a second chance at life after a big scare.


    Mirabe looked at Mason, "I told you before, your condition can be treated."


    Mason suddenly recalled meeting this young woman for the first time. He had agreed to the treatment just to ease Owen''s mind, despite her assurance that it was treatable, he hadn''t really believed it.


    After all, his condition was a result of a failed medical experiment.


    Thinking this over, Mason said, "Mirabe, your skills... have you heard of medical research institutes?"


    "I''ve heard about them," Mirabe replied casually, then nced at her watch. "Mason, I''ve got ns tonight, so I need to head out."


    Frank could tell that Mirabe wasn''t keen on discussing it further, so he held his tongue.


    After gathering her things, Mirabe paused and added, "Please keep my treatment of you under wraps."


    Frank hesitated but then simply nodded, "Sure."


    "Great," Mirabe stood up.


    Watching her, David remembered the items he had brought along. Quickly, he fetched the herbs and handed them to Mirabe. "Oh, and here''s the stuff you asked for, plus your ID card is in there too."