Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

At that moment, Allen's head throbbed intensely, feeling like it might split open at any second. He gave a small wave to Christina, not wanting to say much because of company protocols.

"Could you wait for me outside, Christina?" he asked.

Christina hesitated this was the first time Allen had asked her to step out. Instinctively, she glanced at Fiona. She couldn't help but notice how attractive the young woman was. Was Fiona trying to use her charm to get close to Allen? Christina found it hard to believe that someone so young could possess the medical expertise to treat ailments that had stumped many hospitals.

"But..."

"I trust her," Allen interrupted, his expression tinged with impatience, clearly not wanting to discuss it further.

With reluctance, Christina backed out of the room.

Fiona checked Allen's pulse and found he was not only lacking in vital energy and blood but also in mental vitality.

"So, what's been going on with you lately?" she asked.

his head. Lately, he'd been plagued by nightmares-every time he fell asleep, they would ensnare him. He

gestured toward a nearby reclining bed. "Lie

It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but the nightmares left him feeling more

I'm

me," Fiona said

together, Allen reluctantly made his way to the reclining bed, his steps unsteady, his body frail, as if a gust of wind could topple

to let his mind rest because the nightmares terrified him. If there were other options, Fiona wouldn't risk it. Forcing oneself into sleep can be beneficial, but

took out an acupuncture needle

head. Allen soon drifted

Allen slipped into slumber, Fiona connected a medical device to his brain, monitoring from a computer as he began to approach the edge of dreaming. While gently manipulating the needle, Fiona observed a subtle change

suggesting the nightmares had ceased,

withdrew the needle halfway, but then noticed

this condition for several months, not

orchestrated this had done