"Pfft, seriously? You really said that? Touch wood! If Mr. Holt hears this, you're done for. I don't know if Leslie really knows medicine, but at least Madame seems way better these days."
"Yeah, totally. My grandma back then, no one could figure out what was wrong with her. She just laid in bed like that... and a month later, she was gone. If only we'd met Leslie sooner, maybe things would've been different."
After Leslie finished the acupuncture, a thin layer of sweat was sheen on her forehead.
Elaine, now free from pain and tension, drifted off to sleep the moment the session ended.
Leslie stood up and told the maid to keep a close eye on her.
Just five more days of treatment, and Elaine would be fine. After that, it would be down to medication and steady recovery.
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