Chapter 337 Acupuncture


    Daniel quickly stepped back, dodging the attack. Brittany, having exerted too much force while on


    her period, pulled a muscle in her stomach, causing a sharp pain.


    "Ah! Ahh!" Brittany clutched her stomach, crouching down on the ground, screaming in agony.


    "Just now, what did you say? That you were going to kick me to death? Come on, do it! Kick me to


    death!" Daniel taunted her, hovering around in front of Brittany, infuriating her to the point that her


    face turned green with rage.


    "You... you''re bullying me! Waaah..." Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she clutched her


    stomach and wept.


    Daniel took a needle from his pocket and waved it in front of Brittany''s eyes, then asked her with a


    mischievous smile, "Want me to treat you?"


    "Get lost!"


    "You should trust my skills. Just one prick of this needle and your pain will vanish."


    "Scram!"


    "Are you sure you don''t want treatment? This isn''t just any needle. A few pricks and I can guarantee


    you won''t feel pain during your periods ever again."


    "You..." Brittany was ashamed and angry at once.


    Yet she reconsidered, knowing the country boy might have impressive medical skills.


    "Are you positive you can cure me?"


    "Absolutely," Daniel replied earnestly. "But I''ll need you to expose some skin for the acupuncture,


    and this is a public street. It wouldn''t be appropriate – as your colleague, I can’t let passersby get a


    free show."


    "What do you mean?"


    "If you want acupuncture treatment, Brittany, you''ll have to pay for a room yourself." Daniel


    motioned toward a building nearby. "This hotel is pretty nice, it''s five-star. The environment and


    facilities should be up to par."


    "You..."


    "What’s wrong? You don''t want to? Fine, then don''t. It''s your problem, not mine. You''re the one in


    pain, not me. I''ll be on my way."


    "Country boy, you''ll rot in hell! Don''t you dare walk away! Stay right there!"


    "So, Brittany, you’re agreeing to get a room with me?"


    "Don''t even think about it!"


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    "If you won''t get a room with me, then why call me back? What, want me to watch your period


    pains? Disgusting with the smell of blood!"


    "You’re the disgusting one!"


    "Since you say I''m disgusting, I won’t impose on you any longer," Daniel said, waving goodbye.


    "See you!"


    He actually walked away, leaving Brittany fuming.


    "Don''t go! Help me get to the hotel! If your acupuncture doesn’t cure me afterward, you''ll see how I''ll


    deal with you!"


    "How will you deal with me?"


    "I''ll make you pay!"


    "How? By dying a happy death or afortable one? Though you’re on your period today, so even


    in the best hotel room, there isn''t much we can do, is there?"


    "You..." A flush of embarrassment rushed over Brittany''s face, and she punched Daniel in the arm,


    cursing, "You''re such a jerk."


    Daniel helped Brittany into the hotel. At the reception, he cheerfully requested, "One room, please.


    A big bed, the presidential suite, the most expensive one you have."


    "Get lost! Just give me a standard room!"


    Her request was more modest, but Daniel had already begun the process of caring for Brittany,


    yfully navigating through her indignation and pain.