Chapter 180 Medical Acupuncture

Meryl’s eyes flashed with a hint of pity. “You don’t have to put on a brave face, Anne. Not in front of me.”

Meryl didn’t want her overthinking, so she deliberately changed the topic. “You didn’t look so well just now. Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital?”

“No need,” Anne said.

Seeing Anne insist, Meryl didn’t press further. After helping Anne remove her makeup, Meryl lightly placed her fingers on Anne’s pulse.

Anne noticed and her eyes shifted. “What? You know how to check pulses?”

Meryl nodded. “Years ago, before the Stone family found me, I trained under an experienced practitioner in my village. But honestly, I’m not that great at diagnosing through pulse reading. My skills in medical acupuncture, though, are top-notch.”

When she saved Chandler, her knowledge of acupuncture made a difference. She managed to stop the bleeding from his main artery just in time, which is why he survived.

Anne was surprised. “If you know medical acupuncture, why haven’t I seen you use it all these years?”

At the mention of this, Meryl’s eyes dimmed. She looked down.

Anne noticed the change in Meryl’s expression and asked seriously, “Did something bad happen?”

Meryl nodded. “I once killed someone with my own hands.”

Anne’s expression changed.

Ten years ago, on the way home, Meryl came across a little boy by the roadside who had a sudden asthma attack.

Meryl had saved him using medical acupuncture. When she called to follow up later, she learned that the boy had died that night.

The incident left a deep scar on Meryl’s heart.

She couldn’t understand why the boy had suddenly passed away.

The Stone family knew about it at the time.

It was said that the boy’s mother wanted to cause trouble for her, but Malcolm paid the boy’s family a large sum to settle it.

Meryl being brought back into the Stone family should have been a joyous event. But because of this incident, no one in the family was happy.

Malcolm and Bianca felt that Meryl had brought disaster to the family on her first day back, costing them a large sum of money. They viewed her as unlucky.

Lydia even added fuel to the fire, saying, “Meryl, I warned you not to practice without a license. If something goes wrong…”

Lydia had never warned her about that.

In fact, when Meryl was performing acupuncture, Lydia was right beside her, holding the acupuncture kit.

Meryl didn’t have a medical license. But in their village, doctors were everywhere.

Everyone there had their own special skills, and the practitioner who taught Meryl was the most renowned for miles. Meryl had learned nearly all of his techniques.

So, when she encountered that little boy with an asthma attack, Meryl had confidently used acupuncture.

After that incident, Bianca threw away Meryl’s acupuncture kit and sternly warned her never to treat anyone again.

From that day on, Meryl gave up what she had been passionate about for over ten years.

After hearing the story, Anne looked at her with sympathy. “Could it be that the boy’s death wasn’t caused by your acupuncture at all, but something else?”

“That’s what I thought at first too, until the boy’s mother brought the autopsy report,” Meryl said.

“What did the report say?” Anne asked.

“It said there’s a specific acupuncture point that asthma patients should never be needled, but the boy had a needle mark there. But I didn’t needle that spot! It was chaotic then, maybe I did make a…”