Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 26: Chapter 26
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Seeing Noelle's score, the venue once again erupted in thunderous applause.
"I knew the first place would be Dr. Faulkner. 9.7! That's awesome."
"Dr. Faulkner was my top pick, and she didn't disappoint. This is the highest score in nearly a decade at this national level competition."
"The Art of 24 Needles lives up to its reputation!"
"Genius, Noelle, you're our role model."
With the audience's cheers growing louder, Noelle was once again pushed to the pinnacle.
Listening to the judges' high praise, Noelle humbly accepted it with grace, earning the approval of all the judges once more.
Meanwhile, in the waiting room, Georgia quickly removed the bandage, flexed her injured wrist a few times, and after the painkiller shot, it didn't hurt as much.
Hearing her name called, she picked up her acupuncture kit and headed to the venue.
Just then, she happened to meet the triumphant Noelle coming out of the venue.
Seeing Georgia constantly holding her injured wrist and scratched palm with her left hand, Noelle sneered, "Where'd that delusional confidence crawl from? First place? Mine. Period."
Georgia totally ignored her and just walked right by.
When she stepped into the venue, the whole place was still buzzing from the excitement caused by Noelle.
Georgia quietly made her way to the treatment table, and the crowd's cheers instantly turned into sneers.
"What's up with this? Since when does our medical showcase let some bed-hopping trash compete?"
"Damn, that hypocritical bitch. Did you see her banged-up hands? Showing up like that, what a joke!"
"This infamous bitch must be trying to use this event to clean her name. Guess she's not here for the win, but fame."
"Does she even know anything about medicine? And look at her with that acupuncture kit, so shameless. Dr. Faulkner uses acupuncture, so she does, too. Clearly here to mess with Dr. Faulkner. Let's see this trash get owned!"
"Bitch, GTFO! This ain't your scene."
"Yeah, scram already..."
The audience was going wild, some even trying to rush the stage, making the place a total chaos.
Security rushed in to stop them and get things back under control.
Georgia acted like she didn't hear all the trash talk, slowly opening her acupuncture kit. "Hello everyone, I'm Georgia. Next, I'll show you the Art of 72 Needles."
In the lounge, Noelle was glued to the live feed on the wall. When she heard what Georgia was about to do, she was stunned for a second but quickly laughed it off.
'Art of 72 Needles? Sure, Georgia was hot shit back then—but bigging herself up now? That's a full death wish.
'How many acupoints are there even in the human body? And some points are just not meant to be needled. 72 Needles? Humph!'
With that thought, Noelle sat back, ready to enjoy the show.
Sure enough, as soon as Georgia's words came out, the roaring crowd froze. But in less than three seconds, it exploded again.
"Art of 72 Needles? This chick's ego's through the roof. Georgia must be crazy trying to pull this off."
"Total nutjob spouting nonsense. Never heard of such an acupuncture technique."
"Just wait to get totally owned by Dr. Faulkner."
But Georgia ignored the chaos, and amidst the jeers, she started needling.
As soon as the first silver needle went in, the patient on the table spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I knew the first place would be Dr. Faulkner. 9.7! That's awesome."
"Dr. Faulkner was my top pick, and she didn't disappoint. This is the highest score in nearly a decade at this national level competition."
"The Art of 24 Needles lives up to its reputation!"
"Genius, Noelle, you're our role model."
With the audience's cheers growing louder, Noelle was once again pushed to the pinnacle.
Listening to the judges' high praise, Noelle humbly accepted it with grace, earning the approval of all the judges once more.
Meanwhile, in the waiting room, Georgia quickly removed the bandage, flexed her injured wrist a few times, and after the painkiller shot, it didn't hurt as much.
Hearing her name called, she picked up her acupuncture kit and headed to the venue.
Just then, she happened to meet the triumphant Noelle coming out of the venue.
Seeing Georgia constantly holding her injured wrist and scratched palm with her left hand, Noelle sneered, "Where'd that delusional confidence crawl from? First place? Mine. Period."
Georgia totally ignored her and just walked right by.
When she stepped into the venue, the whole place was still buzzing from the excitement caused by Noelle.
Georgia quietly made her way to the treatment table, and the crowd's cheers instantly turned into sneers.
"What's up with this? Since when does our medical showcase let some bed-hopping trash compete?"
"Damn, that hypocritical bitch. Did you see her banged-up hands? Showing up like that, what a joke!"
"This infamous bitch must be trying to use this event to clean her name. Guess she's not here for the win, but fame."
"Does she even know anything about medicine? And look at her with that acupuncture kit, so shameless. Dr. Faulkner uses acupuncture, so she does, too. Clearly here to mess with Dr. Faulkner. Let's see this trash get owned!"
"Bitch, GTFO! This ain't your scene."
"Yeah, scram already..."
The audience was going wild, some even trying to rush the stage, making the place a total chaos.
Security rushed in to stop them and get things back under control.
Georgia acted like she didn't hear all the trash talk, slowly opening her acupuncture kit. "Hello everyone, I'm Georgia. Next, I'll show you the Art of 72 Needles."
In the lounge, Noelle was glued to the live feed on the wall. When she heard what Georgia was about to do, she was stunned for a second but quickly laughed it off.
'Art of 72 Needles? Sure, Georgia was hot shit back then—but bigging herself up now? That's a full death wish.
'How many acupoints are there even in the human body? And some points are just not meant to be needled. 72 Needles? Humph!'
With that thought, Noelle sat back, ready to enjoy the show.
Sure enough, as soon as Georgia's words came out, the roaring crowd froze. But in less than three seconds, it exploded again.
"Art of 72 Needles? This chick's ego's through the roof. Georgia must be crazy trying to pull this off."
"Total nutjob spouting nonsense. Never heard of such an acupuncture technique."
"Just wait to get totally owned by Dr. Faulkner."
But Georgia ignored the chaos, and amidst the jeers, she started needling.
As soon as the first silver needle went in, the patient on the table spat out a mouthful of blood.
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