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

Chapter 1488

"I mean..."

"Alright, no need to explain," Fiona cut her off.

Fiona was done with all the talking. Once the half-hour was up, she started to gently pull out the long, slender acupuncture needles from Allen's body, like they were delicate embroidery tools.

Christina watched with wide eyes, swallowing nervously. She rushed over, grabbing Fiona's wrist with a tight grip, demanding, "What have you done to him?"

Could Allen really survive having such a long needle inside him? It was a terrifying thought!

Even if he survived, he'd be left with some serious damage, right?

Fiona, annoyed by people pretending to know it all, gave her a swift kick to the side.

"Ms. Fiona is performing acupuncture, a time-honored practice of alternative medicine that's been around for thousands of years. Her skills are exceptional. Just wait until Mr. Allen wakes up," the director intervened, stepping between Fiona and Christina.

His words were balanced, but it was clear he was backing Fiona.

"Director, that long needle could be deadly! Allen's body isn't some high school science project!"

those words, the director's face turned stern as she fixed Christina with

harsh tone to finally

free to take Mr. Allen away right now. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with our

there

than anyone. The chance to save him thrilled her more than Allen himself, but could Fiona really

regretted giving him that medication without considering the consequences. If

hope you're right," Christina muttered, shaking her hand loose

anymore. People like Christina needed

and then questioning those who actually

at her, then at her own arm. Was Christina

need be, the psych ward was just around the

Fiona, Christina had no other options

but her eyes stayed glued

to record, as if Fiona might

were removed one by one,

his deep sleep.

last needle, Allen