All Chapters of Princess Cromwell and Her Six Brothers: Chapter 2221 - Chapter 2230

Beside her stood an elderly professor of traditional medicine with graying hair, holding a pair of reading glasses, so excited that his fingers trembled slightly. He had devoted more than sixty years to studying traditional medicine needle techniques and had always held himself in high regard, yet today he was completely convinced by Amelia.The old professor stepped forward and bowed deeply to Amelia, his tone filled with reverence: "Ms. Amelia, I have practiced medicine for sixty years and have never seen such exquisite and peerless needle technique! When you applied the needles, your movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water; the needle followed the qi, and you controlled it with pure force. This has long surpassed all traditional medicine needle techniques passed down in the world and truly stands at the pinnacle of medical Dao! Today, I have finally understood what it means that there is always a higher heaven beyond heaven, and greater people beyond people

Howard's coma, perhaps, had never been an illness at all—neither a medical condition, nor an accident, nor something as simple as evil spirits invading his body.Amelia stared fixedly at Howard, who lay slumped over the desk without a sound. Her fingertips brushed across his stiff yet warm shoulders and back. The sob rising in her throat was forcibly swallowed down, and the panic in her eyes was gradually replaced by a layer of cold, resolute determination.She drew in a deep breath, suppressing the surging ache in her chest. When she straightened, her spine stood tall once more, regaining a measure of the calm restraint unique to a physician."Efrain, find two people. Be careful and carry Howard to the bed in his bedroom." Her voice still carried a trace of hoarseness that was hard to detect, yet every word was clear and decisive. "Move gently. Do not touch his head or neck. Keep his breathing unobstructed, and do not disturb him.""Yes, Ms. Cromwe

Hamza's expression was grave: "How exactly did Howard fall into a coma?"Efrain looked troubled: "We don't know either. The private doctor couldn't find any problem... After Ms. Cromwell returned, she asked us to bring Mr. Howard into his room."In the room, Amelia and Alfonso exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep emotion reflected in each other's eyes.Amelia hurriedly wiped away the last traces of tears from the corner of her eyes, raised her hand to smooth her slightly disheveled hair, and then gently tucked the brocade quilt more securely around Howard, her movements soft and meticulous.Howard also slowly adjusted his breathing. The sharpness in his brows and eyes, brought on by the return of memories, gradually faded, replaced by the gentleness and calm that belonged to the eldest son of the Cromwell family in this life. All the sharpness in his gaze was withdrawn, leaving only the faint weakness of someone just recovering from illness, and the softness reserved for facing fami

He was not surprised in the slightest, as if he had already sensed the presence outside the door. Only a faint trace of understanding flashed in his eyes before he returned to his usual calm and gentle composure.He raised his hand and gently gestured toward the chair at his side, his tone peaceful and unruffled, without a hint of annoyance at being disturbed: "You're here, come in and have a seat."On the bed, Howard also turned his gaze toward Carl, who stood at the doorway.He lay flat on the soft silk bedding, much of the pallor from his coma having faded. His complexion had returned to a gentle porcelain white, his lips were delicately outlined, and his brows and features bore the handsome lineage of the Cromwell family. Having only just awakened, a faint weariness from his long slumber still lingered about him, yet it did nothing to diminish the innate nobility and upright grace in his bearing.His gaze passed over Alfonso's shoulder and landed dire

The mist was icy and bone-chilling, unlike the ordinary coldness of water vapor; it carried a chilling and evil aura of deathly stillness. Once it touched the skin, it crazily burrowed into the body through every pore, freezing the blood as if it would congeal, and filling the gaps between the bones with shards of ice."Ah! So cold!" a boy was the first to scream in agony. He felt all the warmth being sucked from his blood, his limbs instantly turning stiff and numb. His fingers could not bend at all, and his headlamp slipped from his hand, crashing onto the decaying leaves with a "clang" before going out completely without rolling far.Lailah instinctively tried to grab Ryker beside her, but as soon as she reached out, she felt a strange suction coming from the depths of the white mist. That force was not human, yet it carried an irresistible power, as if an invisible hand had gripped her soul and was dragging her into the depths of the mist.Her body floated u