Chapter 62 Needle Therapy

Isabelle briefly looked up at George’s remarks, but her hands never stopped their work.

Isabelle took out a second needle and heated it with a lighter.

George’s gaze shifted between Isabelle’s seemingly focused yet relaxed expression and her hands. Suddenly, he saw her grabbing the hem of her shirt and making a motion as if to lift it.

Realising her intention, George quickly turned away.

Isabelle noticed his reaction and smirked. She lifted her shirt to waistband a bit, and inserted the needle four inches below her navel.

Expose her abdomen, lowered her

George still had his back towards her. He asked, “How much longer do you need? I’ll wait outside. Call me if you need anything.”

He was about to leave, but Isabelle stopped him. She said, “I need your help now.”

George turned around.

He saw Isabelle handing him a needle and a lighter.

Before he could ask, she laid face down on the couch and instructed, “Fined the point located on the sacrum. below the posterior superior iliac spine, right at the second sacral foramen. She guided his hand to the spot on her lower back.

George followed her movements with his eyes.

“Please help me to jab this needle, Mr. Harris.”

George stood by the couch. He held the needle and lighter in his hands, clueless about what to do.

She sensed his hesitation. Isabelle sighed helplessly and sat up, reaching for him.

tried to avoid her hand, but before he knew it, she had slipped her hand under his

spot on his lower back.

she pressed

tightened his grip on the needle. His expression changed slightly.

spot she pressed was

he could sense,the

She pulled her hand back, laid back down on the couch, and

a moment, she heard the sound of the lighter clicking. Then she sensed the lifting of her shirt and the slight lowering of her waistband.

cool air hit

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62 Needle Therapy

He rolled the needle

lingered on the expanse of her bare skin.

his breathing became chaotic.

to remove the needle and pulled

previously–throbbing pain in Isabelle’s abdomen

in poor condition.

over, she experienced menstrual cramps that were worse than anything she remembered from her

her period started, she

had endured so much physical pain that she was almost numb. She would rather endure stabbing

get better with more treatments.

age. After witnessing your technique today, I

well within my abilities. Given how considerate

replied, “Me? Erectile dysfunction? Premature

me to treat menstrual cramps? Isabelle thought.

kidding.” Isabelle said, flipping onto

joking with me? George’s lips twitched as if to say something.

it go when he saw Isabelle resting

Isabelle fell asleep.

was half–awake when she

to

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