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    Out of nowhere, Bertha suddenly became ill.


    Everything unfolded so fast that there was no time to process it, yet Jolie ced her trust in Elena.


    She grasped Alexander’s arm, both silently watching Elena. After a brief examination, Elena had already pinpointed the source of Bertha’s bleeding.


    Due to the fragility of Bertha’s blood vessels, Elena was required to operate with absolute precision using the silver needles, leaving no margin for error.


    With a steady hand, she grasped a silver needle, supported Bertha’s head with her other hand, and deftly made the insertion.


    Her technique was marked by swift, precise, and decisive movements.


    Ferris, seeing how quickly she inserted the silver needles, mocked, “She didn’t even look before inserting the silver needles. She’s just messing around.”


    “Yes! This is far too reckless. A true professional would never resort to such methods. Where did she learn that?”


    “How could she be so self-assured?”


    Before the discussion could escte further, Phil interjected, “Be quiet and watch carefully!”


    His eyes were locked on Elena’s hands, refusing to blink for fear of missing even the smallest detail.


    Every movement mirrored the techniques he had witnessed from the legendary Healer.


    In that moment, Phil was convinced that Elena was Healer’s apprentice. This represented a golden opportunity for him to learn, leaving him so excited that words failed him.


    Phil’s concern for Bertha’s condition began to wane as he focused on learning from Elena.


    Missing this rare close-up observation would mean losing a once-in-a-lifetime chance to study her method.


    So eager was he that, if it weren’t for the risk of disrupting the procedure, he would have immediately recorded the event on his phone.


    Ferris stared at Phil, confused.


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    What could possibly be so captivating about a fraud attempting traditional medical treatment? Was it really worth paying such close attention to?


    Minutes ticked by as Elena maintained her unwavering focus until she finally halted her movements.


    ncing at the clock, she noted that the entire procedure had taken merely twenty-five minutes—just as nned.


    Noticing her pause, Alexander asked, “Is the treatment over?”


    Elena offered a nod, ready to exin, when Samira interjected, “If the treatment is over, why hasn’t Bertha woken up? Are you just putting on a show, Elena? What if you made Bertha’s condition worse?”


    A sh of malice passed through Ferris’ eyes as he eagerly anticipated Elena’s failure.


    She had bragged about a sixty percent chance of curing Bertha, but now, Bertha remained unresponsive.


    Ferris questioned, “Where did you even learn this? It’s far from professional. Treating illnesses is not as easy as you believe. If everyone followed your approach—picking up random bits of information online and acting superior—what would be the point of having doctors?”


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