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.

time he fell asleep, they would

"Lie down, take

embarrassed. It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but the

I'm

Fiona

reclining bed, his steps unsteady, his body frail, as if a gust of wind could

rest because the nightmares terrified him. If there were other options, Fiona wouldn't risk it. Forcing oneself into sleep can

anxiety, Fiona took out an acupuncture needle

head. Allen soon drifted

brain, monitoring from a computer as he began to approach the edge of dreaming. While gently manipulating the needle, Fiona observed a subtle change

the nightmares had ceased, and he was sleeping soundly. His brainwaves gradually

the needle halfway, but then noticed a disturbance in the

with this condition for several months, not just one. A mix

orchestrated this had done