Mable asked again, “Besides the pain, are you uncomfortable elsewhere?”
Blair lightly pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “I’m feeling dizzy.”
Mable looked into his eyes and helped him lie down.
The most important thing at the moment was to help him with the pain.
Mable took Blair’s pulse. There was no way to reduce the pain caused by Vortex unless his sense of pain was temporarily sealed.
She took out her acupuncture bag and said to him, “Blair, I’ll use silver needles to help you seal your sense of pain for now. It’s going to hurt, but you’ll be fine in a while. Bear with it.”
Blair stared at her and responded, “Mm, I trust you.”
Mable nodded and began treating him with acupuncture.
More than ten needles were used to seal all his pain nerves, and each one was torture for Blair.
By the time the seventh needle was applied, Blair had broken out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Mable could not bear for him to suffer so much. So, she put a needle in the acupoint that would make him sleep.
Only after he fell into a deep sleep did she continue to put the last few needles.
Then, Mable changed his pajamas and stayed by his bedside before going downstairs.
It was morning.
The maids in the villa were all up to prepare breakfast.
Mable went to the kitchen to cook some chicken soup. It was not long before Tracey came downstairs.
“Mabes, what are you making? It smells so good. Why does it smell like medicine?”
Mable answered, “I’m cooking chicken soup for Blair.”
Tracey smirked and said, “Ah, I see. Mabes, you’re so good to him.”
‘It seems like they made a lot of progress last night.’
Rahman slept in the guest room last night. When he woke up and saw Mable in the kitchen, he immediately walked over, saying, “Mabes, let’s go back to Ashdale after breakfast.”
When Tracey heard that, she countered, “There’s no need to be in such a hurry. Mabes, Blair—”
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