"I need to go to the bathroom. Please watch over him while I'm gone " Dustin told the occupants of the room before leaving.

"Ruth!"
Natasha glared at her sister.

Ruth pouted.
"Why should I believe you?"

"Your grandfather has been poisoned. It'll take about two hours to drain the toxin from his body; you shouldn't remove the needles before the two hours are up, or there might be serious side effects!"

"Is that all? Nothing changed!" Ruth looked confused.

It had been some time since he last performed acupuncture, but thankfully he was still familiar.

Once all 16 needles were in place, Dustin breathed a sigh of relief.

She was curious about this man.

From what she could see, those old experts had nothing on Dustin. His actions were one of an experienced and talented healer who had spent years in practice.

She didn't know much about acupuncture as a medical practice, but she knew some experts in the field.

His actions were light but firm as his hands flew deftly. With his skill, his patient would not feel any pain from the needles. Seeing this, Natasha was surprised.
"He's good!"

First, he tapped his knuckles against the old man's stomach to make sure he was hitting the correct positions, then began to place the needles in the correct pressure points.

"Thank you."
Dustin nodded his thanks, then began to take off the old man's shirt.

Natasha waved a hand. Immediately, one of her bodyguards went out. Five minutes later, he returned with a set of acupuncture needles.

"No problem."

"Ms. Harmon, can you get me some silver acupuncture needles?" Dustin asked.

Another day or two, and he would completely lose his breath!

The poison was pretty potent too. Thankfully, it was discovered early on, so he could still be saved.

It didn't take long for him to find out what was going on. It was obvious to him that the old man had been poisoned.

Dustin didn't take Ruth's attitude to heart. He walked over to Andrew and gave him a thorough check-up.

"It's fine. Shall we begin?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rhys, she's just too stubborn for her own good. Please ignore her," Natasha told Dustin apologetically.

"He just got lucky!" Ruth refused to admit defeat.

"Do you believe him now, Ruth?" Natasha smiled. At the same time, she also heaved a silent sigh of relief. Thank goodness Dustin knew what he was doing.

"There's a lot you can tell about a person just by looking at them," Dustin said nonchalantly.

Everything from the migraines to diarrhea was spot on. Was he really that good, or did he just make a lucky guess?

"How did you know that?"
Ruth's eyes almost bulged out. She was more shocked than embarrassed that Dustin could tell so much about her health just by looking at her tongue.

Oh, another thing, you have hemorrhoids..."
The more he spoke, the tenser Ruth became.

After a quick look, Dustin said without any hesitation, "You have an endocrine imbalance, so you should be experiencing irregular periods and migraines. You're also showing some signs of food poisoning, which has affected your digestive system. You've been having diarrhea, haven't you?

Ruth did as he said.

"Show me your tongue," Dustin said.

"What's wrong? You're scared? If you can't do it, then please leave. Stop wasting our time!" Ruth snorted.

"Really?"

"Tell me what ails me. If you're correct, then I'II believe in you!"

"How should I prove myself?" Dustin asked nonchalantly.

"I don't care, I won't believe in him unless he can prove himself to me," Ruth said with her head held high.

"Watch your words." Natasha frowned.

"He doesn't look reliable, Natasha! I'm just worried that he might make Grandfather worse!" Ruth said.

"Ruth! Watch your manners!" Natasha admonished.

Everyone here is a known expert in their field, and none of them could do anything about this illness. How are you so confident that you can?"

"Just a little?" Ruth pouted. "You should know that we only let in the best doctors into this room.

"I know a little about medicine," Dustin replied.

"Could Mr. Anderson have been conned too?"
Ruth still looked doubtful. "Hey, you, are you really a doctor?"

To be frank, she wasn't quite sure about Dustin either, but if Hunter recommended him, then he had to have his merits.

age as I am. Is he really a doctor?"
"Don't judge a book by its cover. Mr. Anderson was the one who introduced him to me. I trust him," Natasha said.

"Are you kidding me, Natasha? This is Mr.
Rhys?" Ruth looked shocked. "He looks about the same age as I am. Is he really a doctor?"

The surrounding doctors had strange expressions on their faces. Dustin looked too young to be a good doctor.

"If there's nothing you can do, then let someone else take over the reins," Natasha said coldly.
"Mr. Rhys will take over."
"Mr. Rhys?"

"Ms. Harmon, we've already done everything we could. There's nothing else we can do for him," a doctor said helplessly.

Suddenly, a young woman with a ponytail ran up to them. She was the second daughter of the Harmon family, Ruth Harmon, and the old man on the bed was Andrew Harmon, her grandfather.