When Fern saw such long needles being drawn out, his eyes widened and a muffled scream could be heard from his throat. He fainted on the spot.
"What are you doing?! Mr. Fern faints at the sigh of needles!" Lillie yelled angrily, and wanted to seize the needle from Jacob Ye's grip.
Doctors from the ancient times valued their special acupuncture needles as much their own lives. How could Jacob Ye let her snatch his needle so easily? He dodged with a light jump, and frowned, "What are you doing?"
"What is your needle made of? Doesn't it require disinfection? Besides, are you even a doctor? If anything goes wrong with Mr. Fern, are you able to bear the consequences?" Lillie snapped.
Jacob Ye said, "I'm sure I can cure his illness, otherwise I wouldn't have rushed into it."
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