Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 62

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. 

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

and found the spot on his lower back. 

“Here, Isabelle said as she pressed the point. 

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

The spot she pressed was quite intimate. 

Through the fabric, he could sense,the softness of her fingertips. 

“Are you shy?” Isabelle teased. She pulled her hand back, laid back down on the couch, and stopped looking at him. 

George didn’t respond immediately. After 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. 

The cool air hit her exposed skin. 

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Chapter 62 Needle Therapy 

George copied Isabelle’s earlier technique perfectly. He rolled the needle between his fingers to insert it deeper. 

His eyes lingered on the expanse of her bare skin. 

George’s gaze intensified, and his breathing became chaotic. 

A few minutes later, he followed Isabelle’s instructions to remove the needle and pulled her shirt back down. 

The previously–throbbing pain in Isabelle’s abdomen had greatly eased. 

Her body was in poor condition. 

In the first month she took over, she experienced menstrual cramps that were worse than anything she remembered from her past life. 

Last month, as soon as her period started, she immediately used needle therapy to alleviate the pain. 

Blood Shadow had endured so much physical pain that she was almost numb. She would rather endure stabbing pain than suffer through days of menstrual cramps. 

Fortunately, it would get better with more treatments. 

“Back at Principal Burton’s house, I thought he was exaggerating your skills because of your age. After witnessing your technique today, I realise my perspective was too narrow,” George said. 

“You’re too kind. But treating menstrual cramps, erectile dysfunction, and premature ejaculation is well within my abilities. Given how considerate you’ve been to me, I can give you a try.” 

George replied, “Me? Erectile dysfunction? Premature ejaculation?” 

Then, you want me to treat menstrual cramps? Isabelle thought. 

“Just kidding.” Isabelle said, flipping onto her back to lie down. 

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

let it go when he saw Isabelle resting with her eyes closed. 

Isabelle fell asleep. 

She was half–awake when she felt a sudden lift. 

Her eyes snapped open to see George’s face. 

A flash of killing intent appeared in her eyes as she realised he was carrying her. 

If she had a dagger in her hand, she would have slit his throat,