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Leilani rubbed the paper, her thoughts clear and her voice calm.

“The person behind knew that formulating an antidote wouldn’t be quick. And if we rashly neutralize one toxin, it might trigger another to erupt, accelerating organ failure.”

It put them in a dilemma, forcing them to stall. The person who poisoned Mr. Chilton was truly insidious, plotting harm with such meticulous thought.

Mr. Dillon nodded in agreement as he listened to her ideas, his expression equally grave. He had already studied the book before showing it to Leilani. “That’s why we haven’t dared to

make a move.”

But seeing Mr. Chilton’s condition deteriorating, and recalling Tilda saying that Dr. Cheney, who cured her, was incredibly skilled despite her youth-and that her acupuncture technique was legendary-Mr. Dillon thought that since modern medicine had hit a wall, they might as well try traditional methods.

Thinking back now, it was fortunate they made that decision. It took Leilani only a day to identify the most critical issue in Mr. Chilton’s treatment. It had taken their group of specialists quite a while to reach that same conclusion, and they had drawn quite a bit of Mr. Chilton’s blood in the process.

Leilani pondered for a moment. “I suggest we start with stabilization therapy. First, stabilize Mr. Chilton’s vital signs, then figure out a way to formulate the antidote.”

Mr. Dillon frowned. They had hired Leilani to cure Mr. Chilton directly. If it was just conservative treatment, what was the point of hiring her?

“Stabilization therapy? But Mr. Chilton has been in a coma for seventeen days. If we drag this

out…”

“It’s not dragging it out.” Leilani interrupted him, her tone firm. “It’s buying time to create the antidote. Unlike your methods, my acupuncture can stabilize Mr. Chilton’s body while slowly purging the poison. Although it won’t eradicate the toxins, it can improve Mr. Chilton’s physical condition. After all, if we want to cure the poison completely, Mr. Chilton needs a healthy enough body to withstand the process.”

Actually, if Marlon had found her earlier, she might have had a way to cure Mr. Chilton sooner. But now that half a month had passed, the toxins had spread through his blood to various organs. They could only proceed with stabilization first, purging the poison step by step, and waiting until the antidote formula was ready for a radical cure.

Leilani stood up and walked to her portable toolkit, deftly taking out a detox pill.

“I will first use acupuncture needles to seal his pressure points, protecting Mr. Chilton’s heart and cranial nerves. Then I’ll support that with a mild medicinal soup to slowly neutralize the

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toxins. After that, I’ll gradually formulate the appropriate antidote. This detox pill is

something I made based on my mentor’s formula. Let Mr. Chilton take a few first. Of course, if you don’t trust me, you can test it before giving it to him.”

Leilani was noncommittal about Mr. Dillon’s caution regarding Mr. Chilton. Because taking it for testing was actually a form of insurance for her too.

Leilani skillfully directed the arrangements. A flash of admiration crossed Mr. Dillon’s eyes.

“Alright, we’ll proceed according to your treatment plan for now. Thank you for work.”

The clock in the ward already pointed to three in the morning.

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