That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

This time, their surroundings remained undisturbed, allowing for a smoother treatment process for Olivia.

In no time, she carefully inserted over a dozen silver needles into Old Whitaker’s chest.

Throughout the procedure, Olivia remained fully focused on the task at hand, hardly blinking her eyes.

She was so engrossed in the treatment that she didn’t notice Victor’s unwavering gaze fixed on her.

When they were downstairs, Victor had already gone through Olivia’s resume from the past years, it was excellent, revealing the remarkable experiences she had encountered during her six-year journey.

However, witnessing her in action today presented a new perspective.

Her concentration while practicing medicine and her assertiveness in her profession were qualities he had never witnessed in Olivia before.

Seeing these aspects of her today stirred up indescribable emotions within Victor.

Isaac, on the other hand, had been observing Olivia’s needle placement and expressions throughout.

As dozens of silver needles were inserted, he was pleasantly surprised. Perhaps this doctor could truly save Old Whitaker!

When the first needle was inserted, Isaac, like everyone else present, found it absurd.

However, recalling Olivia’s expression when she inserted the needle, he inexplicably felt that he could trust her.

So, Isaac insisted on keeping her in the room.

As Isaac continued to witness Olivia’s calm demeanor and her skilled and experienced technique with each needle, he became even more certain of her abilities.

He noticed that almost every needle she inserted was in a very delicate and dangerous position. A slight mistake could not only nullify her previous efforts but also endanger Old Whitaker’s life.

He believed Olivia wouldn’t dare to risk Old Whitaker’s life.

This meant that her knowledge and research in acupuncture and acupoints had truly reached a masterful level.

With these thoughts in mind, Isaac felt both delighted and deeply admiring of Olivia from the bottom of his heart.

This woman seemed younger than him, yet she possessed such great skill and talent that he couldn’t underestimate her.

A moment of silence filled the room.

After nearly twenty minutes, Olivia, with sweat dripping down her forehead, finished inserting the last silver needle and revealed a somewhat relieved expression.

“That should do it. Let Old Whitaker rely on these needles for now. We’ll remove them in an hour.”

She raised her gaze and looked at the two people by the bedside.

Isaac let out a long sigh of relief and carefully helped Old Whitaker lean against the head of the bed. He inquired, “When do you think my grandfather will regain consciousness?”

“After I remove the needles, he should regain consciousness,” Olivia replied, rising from her seat and reaching for a tissue to wipe away her perspiration.

Just as she extended her hand towards the tissue box, she felt a gentle tug at the corner of her clothes.

Olivia paused and looked down, puzzled, only to meet Sophia’s sparkling eyes gazing up at her.

Despite knowing that Sophia was Victor’s child with someone else, Olivia couldn’t bring herself to be stern when faced with the adorable angelic face.

Seeing Olivia’s gaze, Sophia lowered her head and took out a neatly folded handkerchief from her pocket, raising it up expectantly. Her eyes were filled with anticipation.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Olivia smiled at her and said, “Thank you.”

She then reached out and accepted the handkerchief from the little girl.

Sophia’s eyes curved with joy, and she turned around to fetch water for Olivia.

On the side, Victor silently watched Sophia’s eager movements, his gaze growing deeper.

This little girl was the first to approach someone so willingly.

However, considering their relationship, Victor felt it was only natural.

Unaware of the situation, Isaac expressed astonishment and remarked, “Dr. Prescott, it seems Sophia really likes you. This is the first time I’ve seen Sophia being so fond of someone!”