Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 575: I Couldn’t Quite Believe It

Ian’s POV:

Since Dorothy was admitted to the hospital, Hayley had been there nearly every day, never leaving her side. My close friend, Benjamin, also visited frequently, offering her company and support. The bond between them was undeniable—something that felt almost destined, as if the Moon Goddess herself had laid out the plan. Hayley and I had teamed up to help flush the toxins from Dorothy’s system.

Earlier, Benjamin had mentioned that Hayley had once saved Dorothy’s life using needle therapy. Even after hearing that, I couldn’t quite believe it. It was hard for me to imagine a college freshman possessing such advanced medical knowledge, especially in the complex field of Aexian traditional medicine. But when I saw Hayley unpacking her needles, she seemed like a different person—radiating confidence and expertise.

As she inserted the first few needles, I noticed Dorothy’s condition improving almost immediately. The progress matched Hayley’s precise work, as if her needles were the key to unlocking Dorothy’s healing. By the time Hayley placed the final needle, I examined Dorothy once more and saw that the toxins in her body had significantly decreased. Her health markers were also improving, returning to normal.

I knew a few doctors who practiced Aexian traditional medicine, and most had a relaxed and casual approach. But Hayley’s technique was different—focused and incredibly effective. In my experience, only one doctor, Dr. Cash, had come close to mastering needle therapy at this level. But Dr. Cash had mysteriously vanished years ago. I never imagined I would see such skill again, especially not in someone as young as Hayley.

“Ms. Carson,” I said, barely able to contain my excitement as I walked over to her, “Are you familiar with the renowned Dr. Cash? What’s your connection with him?”

Hayley shook her head without hesitation. “I don’t know him. No connection.”

I was immediately disappointed. She then asked, “Is my grandmother’s condition getting better?”

“Of course!” I quickly replied, still admiring her technique. “Your needle therapy is incredibly effective!”

“That’s a relief,” Hayley said with a sigh of comfort.

“Don’t worry. Dorothy will recover soon,” I reassured her.

Then, I pressed further, “You must be Dr. Cash’s student, right?”

“Ms. Carson, would you mind if we talked about Dr. Cash’s unique needle therapy technique?”

Hayley gave me a flat look, unfazed. “You’re asking a lot of questions. Which one do you want me to answer first?”

“Any of them,” I shrugged.

For those of us who truly cared about medicine, finding new ways to treat complex conditions was the ultimate goal. Dr. Cash’s expertise had been something we all admired. His contributions to the field were a blessing to both doctors and patients. If I had the opportunity to learn from him—or anyone who understood his methods—I would consider it an honor.

But I hadn’t expected Hayley to refuse so directly. I was taken aback. Not discouraged, I asked again, “Are you saying you’re not Dr. Cash’s student, or is it that you simply won’t teach me his needle therapy?”

“Both,” she answered coldly.

Before I could respond, Benjamin walked in. He nodded at me before taking Hayley’s hand. As we waited for the elevator, Benjamin didn’t hesitate to assert his Alpha authority, giving me a stern warning. “Take good care of Dorothy. If anything goes wrong, you’ll answer to me.”

With that, they entered the elevator. I couldn’t believe it. Dr. Cash’s whereabouts had been a mystery for years, and now that Hayley was standing right in front of me, I still couldn’t figure out how to learn his incredible needle therapy techniques! Was I really going to go through life without ever mastering it? If that was the case, I would never forgive myself!

Hayley’s POV:

After leaving the hospital, Benjamin and I got into the car, heading toward a meeting with several bank presidents. We were hoping they would agree to offer loans to Southwell Group, which would help stabilize the company’s stock once we resumed operations the following day. The meeting was held at a location off the beaten path, so we had to drive through a small wooded area to get there.

As we entered the tree-lined road, headlights suddenly flashed from both sides of the woods, blinding us momentarily!