Chapter 101 If I Say It Can Be Cured, It Can Be Cured
Chapter 101 If I Say It Can Be Cured, It Can Be Cured
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Appliepie’s father sat quietly in his wheelchair. When he saw Sloane walk in, his eyes filled with deep gratitude.
Sloane approached Appliepie’s bedside, handing her the flowers and the plush doll. She smiled, gently patting the child’s head. “The doctors told me you’ve been very brave.’
Appliepie looked up with a proud little grin. “Because I want to get better fast and grow up faster. That way, I can help Mom and Dad, so they don’t have to work so hard.”
Hearing something so thoughtful from such a small child, Sloane’s heart melted. Her eyes prickled with heat. She reached out and lightly pinched Appliepie’s cheek. “You’re amazing, sweetheart.”
Appliepie’s mom, standing nearby, wiped her tears as they began to spill.
Appliepie’s father lowered his head, his gaze falling on his useless legs. His voice carried a heavy, quiet bitterness. “It’s all my fault. I dragged this whole family down with me. If I could still walk, Appliepie’s mom wouldn’t have to work so hard… and Appliepie could just be a happy little girl.”
His wife quickly stepped over and took his hand, eyes glistening. “Don’t say that. As long as we’re all together, I don’t feel like I’m suffering.”
Watching the family’s warmth and resilience, Sloane blinked away the emotion rising behind her
eyes. She said firmly, “Don’t lose hope. I told you—I can cure this. And I meant it.”
She stepped forward and knelt down beside him, examining his legs with practiced hands.
Appliepie’s father watched her, eyes full of trust and gratitude. “Dr. Gray, thank you. Truly. Just helping Appliepie recover is more than enough for us. As for my legs… the top specialists in Stonebridge already said they couldn’t be saved. I don’t want to burden you with false hope.”
Sloane didn’t answer. She calmly pulled out a set of needles. After swiftly disinfecting the area, she began the treatment.
Her fingers moved with steady precision, inserting the needles one by one into key acupuncture points along his legs.
The room fell completely silent. Everyone held their breath, eyes locked on her hands.
Suddenly, Appliepie’s father twitched.
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Chapter 101 If I Say It Can Be Cured, It Can Be Cured
He froze. Then his eyes widened.
“I… I felt something! It stung!”
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His voice trembled, filled with disbelief—and rising hope. Appliepie and her mother gasped, staring at him in astonishment and joy.
Sloane finally looked up, her expression composed and direct. “Your previous diagnosis wasn’t wrong. The nerves in your legs were severely damaged. With standard treatment, recovery would’ve been impossible.”
Appliepie’s father instantly paled, lips trembling. “So…. so there’s no chance after all?”
Sloane’s voice remained calm but firm. “I said standard treatment. What I’m using is a specialized form of dry needling–something I developed. Combined with precise
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