His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 2277

Dominic placed his fingers gently on her wrist. He closed his eyes and looked like he was sleeping, but

he was not. Frowning, he focused on her pulse. After a while, he removed his fingers and leaned in to

examine her face. He lifted her eyelids, then felt her neck.

Watching this through the surveillance cameras, Fred rested his chin in one hand, pensive. Although it

did not look like it, Dominic was treating her.

The earlier doctors had relied on all kinds of equipment to determine what illness one had, but

alternative medicine practitioners did this through observation, asking questions, and taking wrist

pulses. He was unsure if Dominic could save Lily, but there was no other way.

After examining her, Dominic stood up. All he did was gaze at Lily. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

As Fred was bewildered, he watched Dominic open the bag he was carrying. It was a black, old-

fashioned cloth sack. From it, Dominic took out a set of silver needles of different sizes and laid them

out.

Intrigued, Fred sat up straight. Was Dominic about to perform this acupuncture treatment that the

doctors had mentioned earlier?

Wanting to see how it worked, he widened his eyes and watched as Dominic took one needle and

inserted it into Lily's arm.

Fred was fascinated. 'Why doesn't it bleed?' he wondered as Lily gave no response. 'Does this

technique really work?' He stared at the screen as Dominic inserted one needle after another into Lily.

When it came to the last needle, Dominic paused. "You're my most disobedient student,” he muttered

as he looked at her. "You always did things your way. I shouldn't have indulged you just because you

were smart. Look at where you've ended up.”

He choked up, feeling terrible at seeing her lifeless state.

She might stop breathing at any moment without getting to say her last words.

"Goodbye, Lily." Taking a deep breath, Dominic inserted the last needle.

‘Something's wrong!’ Although Fred could not put his finger on what it was, he had a bad feeling.

"Stop him!" he shouted into the microphone as he dashed out of the surveillance room.