Rosalynnâs eyes widened at what Selina said.
How unexpected.
She was also allergic to mangoes herself.
From their fondness of desserts to their allergies, more and more similarities were turning up between her and Gail.
âLetâs not argue about this.
For now, I can give her an acupuncture treatment.
â
Rosalynn stopped her train of thought, forcing herself to focus on the situation at hand.
Red spots littered Gailâs arms and neck.
She scratched at the rashes, turning to Rosalynn and asking, âYou even know about acupuncture treatment?â
âYes, a little,â Rosalynn answered.
Selina was completely against the idea of letting her perform acupuncture on Gail.
âThank you, Rosalynn, but I think it would be better to get a professional to help.
She has a personal doctor.
Iâll call him right away.
â
Rosalynn glanced at Selina and said, âAllergic reactions can cause people a lot of discomfort.
Weâll just be prolonging her distress if we wait until the doctor comes before doing anything.
â
Selina was struck speechless.
Lyndon was already on his feet, helping Gail up.
âIâve witnessed Rosalynnâs medical skills.
She knows what sheâs doing.
You can trust her.
â
Gail, preoccupied with the itchiness of her skin, absentmindedly nodded.
âHow about using our guestroom?â Maggie offered.
âOkay.
That would be good.
â
Lyndon agreed, then led Gail to the guestroom.
After he helped Gail to the bed, Rosalynn turned to the others and said, âYou can all wait in the living room.
â
âAlright.
Thank you, Rosalynn,â Lyndon said gently.
âYouâre welcome.
â
Rosalynn smiled.
The rest of the group went out, leaving her and Gail alone in the room.
Rosalynn prepared silver needles to prepare for giving Gail acupuncture.
The sight of the sharp needles made Gail a little apprehensive.
âRosa, would that hurt?â
Rosalynn couldnât help but find her nervousness adorable.