Chapter 54 Putting His Life In Danger
His pulse was irregular, indicating that Max had been poisoned.
Currently, there was more than a type of toxin in his body.
The toxins gathered in the old man’s body were invading his internal organs, causing him to slip into a coma.
The more Natalie dwelled on it, the more terrified she felt. The presence of different toxins means that more than one person has poisoned Old Mr. Watsons. How could they do that to the head of their family? The Watsons family is full of wolves! That’s why there are different toxins in Old Mr. Watson’s body. If Mr. Jones had not asked me to come over and check on Old Mr. Watsons, I’m afraid he would have only another two weeks to live.
Natalie quickly took out a set of acupuncture needles from her bag.
She lifted the shirt on Max and inserted the needles at different acupuncture points on his body.
At that moment, her priority was to flush out the toxins in Max’s body.
He could only recover completely after the detoxification process.
Just when Natalie was about to insert the last needle at the acupuncture point between Max’s eyes, someone forcefully gripped her arm and stopped her.
The person was holding onto her arm so firmly that she could not move her hand at all.
“Who are you? What are you doing to my grandpa?”
Natalie glanced at her arm that was being clutched before shifting her gaze to the person who stopped her.
The man was wearing a white shirt and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
Although he was not as mesmerizing as Samuel, his facial features were exquisite as well. The man in front of her was undoubtedly handsome and attractive.
However, Natalie was not distracted by his good looks. The most important task for her to do at the moment was to save Max.
She spoke. “I’m a doctor. I’m here to save him.”
“That’s not necessarily true,” Shawn said coldly, having no intention of loosening his grip.
“Not necessarily true?” She narrowed her eyes and glared at him. “Listen. Your grandfather is terminally ill. If I don’t do something now, he will die for sure.”
“Why should I trust you? I’ll tear you into pieces if anything happens to Grandpa.”
“I don’t want to waste my time talking to you. Let go of me!”
“No.”
Natalie tried to break free of his grip, but there was no way she could do so.
Knowing that her efforts were going to go down the drain at the last minute, she became increasingly frustrated.
She glared at him as she explained, “Do you know how many types of toxins are there in your grandfather’s body? Four! That means at least four people poisoned him. Can you guarantee that the doctor who’s treating your grandfather now is not working for the people who poisoned him? If I were here to take Old Mr. Watsons’ life, I wouldn’t have performed acupuncture. I can save my time by just stabbing him with a knife.”
Shawn was at a loss for words upon hearing that.
His gaze fell upon the woman who appeared in his grandfather’s room all of a sudden.
She had a low nose bridge and thick lips, and her face was full of freckles. However, her eyes were bright and captivating.
With her determined gaze, she seemed as steady as a rock.
The relationship among the members of the Watsons family had always been complicated. Growing up in such a family, Shawn was used to seeing people playing tricks on somebody else, so he did not trust other people easily. However, the moment he looked into the eyes of the mysterious woman in front of him, strangely, he wanted to believe her.
After a moment, he asked, “Can I trust you?”
“Do you have a better way?” Natalie gritted her teeth. “Your grandfather’s life is at stake. I am not joking.”
Shawn loosened his grip slowly and let go of her hand. With that, she quickly picked up the crystal needle and inserted it at the acupuncture point between Max’s eyes.
Natalie felt relieved after inserting the last needle.
She then put her fingers on Max’s wrist, feeling the changes in his pulse.
Just then, a series of footsteps sounded outside the bedroom. Once the bedroom door was opened, a group of well-dressed people forced their way in.
With a cigar in his mouth, a man with slicked-back hair glared at Natalie coldly. “Who is this woman? Why is she here?” he questioned.
