Chapter 91 Danielle glanced at Patrick and could tell that he was loyal to David.
She took out the needle case from her small backpack and slowly opened it, revealing silver needles of different sizes. There were at least a hundred of them.
"Tara, there might be a little pain from the acupuncture later," she said.
Tara was usually terrified of needles. Now that she saw these silver needles, she was indeed a little flustered. But thinking about how she could not let down her granddaughter-in-lawâs good intentions, she gritted her teeth, looking as if she had made a great resolution.
"Itâs all right," she said. "Iâm not afraid of pain. You can place the needle however you want."
If Tara hadnât spoken with a tremor in her voice, Danielle might have actually believed her act. "Tara, take this pill first," she said. "Itâll ease the pain a little."
Danielle could not help but find it somewhat amusing as she saw Tara pretending to be strong.
"Alright, alright, Iâll do as you say," Tara said.
Upon hearing that this small pill could relieve the pain, she quickly took the pill in Danielleâs palm and popped it into her mouth, even forgetting to drink water.
When David saw his grandmotherâs expression, he thought, âFinally, thereâs something that Grandma is afraid of.
"Tara, lie down first," Danielle said gently. "Iâm going to start the acupuncture."
"Alright," Tara said. "David, sit here."
David thought his grandmother was scared, which was why she asked him to sit beside her and accompany her. Danielle pulled out a longer silver needle from the needle case and said, "Tara, Iâm going to start. Donât be afraid, and please stay still during the acupuncture."
As Tara looked at the long silver needle, she kept swallowing her saliva.
"Okay, Danielle," she said. "Donât worry. I promise I wonât move."
Danielle accurately inserted the silver needle into a specific energy point on Taraâs head.
Tara instantly felt a splitting headache, the pain spreading rapidly from the spot where the silver needle had been inserted.
So, she quickly grabbed Davidâs arm and pinched him hard, thinking, âIâve promised Danielle that I wouldnât move, and I want to leave a good impression on her. As for my grandson, I can pinch him as I please.
"Tara, hang in there," Danielle said. "Itâll only hurt for a while."
Even though she was comforting Tara, her hands did not stop moving. When performing acupuncture, it was important to maintain a consistent and uninterrupted rhythm.
"Iâm not afraid of pain at all," Tara said. "Danielle, just feel at ease about placing the needles."
With that said, Tara pinched Davidâs arm again because of the intense pain, but he did not say a word, letting his grandmother pinch him.
âIf you werenât pinching me, I would truly have believed your nonsense,â he thought.
The second needle was inserted, followed by the third needle, and so on.
In less than fifteen minutes, over thirty needles were inserted around Taraâs head and several parts of her body.
During the process of inserting needles, all of Danielleâs attention was focused on her hand, and fine beads of sweat formed on her forehead. David looked at Danielle quietly, his eyes filled with heartache.
Because of the pain, Tara clutched David tightly, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead. Her head hurt so much that she felt as if it was about to split open.
The caregiver at the side helped Tara gently wipe the sweat off her forehead from time to time.
"Thereâs only one needle left," Danielle said.
As she held the silver needle, she focused all her energy on her hand and inserted the last needle into the center of Taraâs chest.
After performing the acupuncture, Danielleâs face turned slightly pale because she had consumed too much energy.
David walked up to her, took a towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and asked with his face full of concern, "Are you okay? Take a rest."
Danielle forced a smile and said, "Iâm fine, just drained a bit of energy. Iâll be okay after a little rest."
David was heartbroken for her. He held her waist and looked at her pale face, feeling a great pang of heartache.
He then carried Danielle and placed her onto the sofa, letting her rest. After that, he turned around to pour her a glass of warm water.
Although he said nothing, one could tell that he felt very heartbroken.
Danielle drank a glass of warm water and felt much better than before.
"Thud, thud, thud." Just then, the sound of someone knocking on the door could be heard.
Hearing that David had arrived, Lennon Davis, who was the hospital director, hurriedly rushed to the ward.
""Mr. Charrington, when did you arrive?" Lennon said, greeting David with a smile even before entering the ward and being as friendly as he could be. David was a major benefactor of the hospital, having funded many of the advanced medical devices here.
This was why Taraâs condition was always a top priority for them. Unfortunately, they had yet to find a better solution.
Davidâs deep voice could be heard as he said, "Iâve been here for quite a while." However, his attention remained fixed on Danielle, and he didnât even look at Lennon.
Then, Lennon said, "Mr. Charrington, regarding Taraâs condition, we..."
He turned around and saw that Taraâs head was covered in silver needles, looking like a hedgehog. He walked up to Taraâs bed in a panic and said, "Oh my... what is this? How can my patient be treated like this? How come so many needles have been stuck into her? Oh my God, who exactly did this...
"Mr. Charrington, please forgive the oversight on our part. We failed to notice the thief who snuck into the ward and dared to harm Tara..." Danielle thought, âIs he calling me a thief?â
Lennonâs eyes widened. His mouth was agape, so much so that an egg could fit inside. He was somewhat flustered and unsure of what to do as he looked at David.
Then, he looked at Tara with some self-blame and said, "How do you caregivers take care of Mrs. Charrington? Look at what she has turned into. My God, this is too much suffering."
As he spoke, he wanted to remove the silver needles from Taraâs head.
"Donât touch them," Danielle said. Her voice resounded throughout the ward.
Lennon was so frightened that he really didnât dare to move. He slowly explained, "Beautiful lady, Mrs. Charringtonâs condition is very serious. I want to remove these needles. I donât know which thief did this to Mrs. Charrington, but I want to save her."
Danielle was speechless as she looked at Lennon, who was panicking. She thought, âI went through all the trouble to perform the acupuncture, but he came in and said Iâm a thief. Now, he even wants to remove the needles I carefully placed.
"Iâm the one who did it," she said. "Donât you know anything about traditional medicine?"
"What?" Lennon said. "You were the one who placed those needles. How could you treat Mrs. Charrington as you pleased... Mr. Charrington, hurry up and catch this thief."
Lennon blamed Danielle for treating the patient as she pleased without proper authorization from the hospital. If anything went wrong, he would be in serious trouble.
He was probably too antsy, so he forgot the most important issue, namely the relationship between Danielle and David.
"Sheâs my fiancée, not a thief," David said with some displeasure. "Watch your attitude when you speak. Also, donât you know that we need to be quiet in wards? Want to permanently lose your voice, huh?" Lennon was so frightened by David that he quickly covered his mouth, thinking, âI donât want to be poisoned and lose my voice...
"Are you saying sheâs your fiancée and that she knows medicine?" he asked.
He studied modern medicine and didnât know anything about traditional medicine, which was why he was so nervous about the many needles being inserted into Taraâs head.
"Not only does she know medicine, but her medical skills are also very advanced," David said. "Whatâs the use of having you guys? A group of people is no match for my fiancée."
Not A Small Town Girl (Danielle and David)
ï¤Chapter 90 Davidâs words hurt Lennon deeply. At the same time, his words also strongly affirmed Danielleâs medical skills.