Chapter 250
250 A Needle Between Life and Death
Scarlett spun around, her voice sharp as a blade. “If you want to save your father, move tow . Every second you waste puts him closer to death!”
Kason was stunned by the unwavering confidence in her eyes.
And in that split second of hesitation, Scarlett had already pushed the ICU door open.
Inside, the sharp beep of a heart monitor was screaming like an alarm. Mr. Tristan lay pale and cyanotic on the bed, his breathing shallow and irregular.
Doctors and nurses surrounded him, trying their best–but despair had already etched itself into their faces.
“Get out! You’re not supposed to be here!” one doctor barked.
Scarlett ignored them completely. She strode to the bed, set down the wooden box, and opened it- revealing dozens of gleaming silver needles, neatly arranged.
Without hesitation, she grabbed several and began inserting them with lightning speed into key acupoints on Mr. Tristan’s body.
“What are you doing?! Stop this nonsense!” one of the doctors shouted.
“Stop right now!” Kason burst in, eyes wide with panic. He saw Scarlett jabbing needles into his father and turned red with fury. “If you do anything to hurt my dad, I’ll never forgive you!”
Scarlett didn’t even look up. “If you don’t want him to die, shut up.”
As she spoke, her wrist flicked–and a silver needle shot forward like a bolt of lightning, landing precisely in Kason’s acupoint at the center of his chest.
A jolt ran through him. His chest numbed, and all the strength drained from his limbs.
He froze on the spot, completely immobilized.
“You… What did you do to me?!” Kason shouted, panicked and furious, his voice shaking.
Scarlett didn’t respond.
Her full focus was on the needles in her hands. Her movements were fluid, rhythmic–like a silent song pulsing through her fingers.
And somehow, that level of precision quieted even Kason’s rage.
He couldn’t move. He couldn’t stop her.
All he could do was watch.
But the more he watched, the more he realized–her technique didn’t look random. It was methodical. Purposeful.
Professional.
And for the first time since this all started, a flicker of hope stirred in his chest.
250 A Needle Between Life and Death
The entire Setli family relied on his father . If Kason inherited it now , he wouldn’t last a month before th whole thing collapsed.
He’d always wanted to try something , anything , no matter how desperate.
So … maybe this wasn’t such a bad gamble after all.
If she succeeded, great. And if not–well, at least he could pin it on the Lane family. They had the power to cushion the fallout.
Either way, he wouldn’t be the one losing.
So he stayed still.
The doctors and nurses had tried to stop her, but now they hesitated. After all, they’d already failed. And if she insisted on continuing, who would take responsibility if they got in her way?
Everyone’s eyes fixed on Scarlett’s hands.
Then-
With the final needle driven into Baihui , the crown of the head, Mr. Tristan’s chest stirred ever so slightly .
Then a sound–fragile but clear.
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“The heart rate… it’s coming back!” a nurse gasped. “Blood pressure too–it’s stabilizing!”
All eyes darted to the monitor.
The chaotic waveforms had calmed. The lines were steadying.
Scarlett didn’t stop. Her hands remained in motion. It was only after fifteen minutes that she finally withdrew the needles, one by one.
Sweat beaded on her forehead.
She checked his carotid pulse, then glanced at the monitor.
And finally, she exhaled..
“Stabilized,” she announced to the stunned room.
“He’ll need a treatment plan combining acupuncture and internal medicine. I’ll write a prescription. Follow it carefully.”
The doctors who had previously scolded her now only nodded silently.
No one dared question her anymore.
Then she turned to Kason, stepped up, and pinched his acupoint.
Kason’s muscles loosened all at once, and he staggered forward.
He rushed to the bed.
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His father was still unconscious–but the blue in his face was gone. His breathing had returned to a calm rhythm. A hint of color was creeping back into his cheeks.
“Dad… Dad!” Kason’s voice trembled with emotion.
Outside the ICU, the crowd had grown impatient.
“Still no news?”
“Did you notice? None of the Lane family elders came.”
“They’re probably handling cleanup behind the scenes.”
“Think about it. The little astronomer is just a kid. If the elders came, it’d look like they were bullying her.”
“More like setting Scarlett up to win no matter what.”
“Poor Seth family. They don’t even know what hit them yet.”
Rebecca stood tense in the hallway.
She didn’t know how capable Scarlett really was. But she’d witnessed Scarlett pull a dying Grayson back from the brink before.
She couldn’t possibly pull it off again … could she ?