Night quietly descended and enveloped the entire place in darkness. Since the incident, Austin turned off the lights to let everyone rest better. After all, there were not many people working at night.
However, the room in the backyard was bright and full of warmth. Since the afternoon, Austin had been heating a large bucket of water and pouring in the herbal concoction he had previously prepared.
He had carefully selected the herbs and meticulously brewed them over a long period. He patiently did all the preparations. He felt exhausted after finishing, but it did not matter compared to what he was about to do.
He took out a set of prepared acupuncture tools and stood behind Dominic, observing the older man soaking in the oversized bathtub, revealing his entire back.
Dominic sat in the tub, his eyes closed. He was semi-sleeping, not completely alert but aware of everything happening around him.
His breathing was slightly rapid, possibly due to the hot water. His face had a reddish tint from soaking for too long or the high temperature. His skin had relaxed, and his wrinkles seemed to have diminished.
"Uncle Dom, I'm going to start now." Austin took a deep breath and held a silver needle.
Dominic nodded slightly without speaking; the only sound was from the bubbling water in the tub.
Next to the set of silver needles was a bowl filled with dark herbal concoction, also prepared in advance. Austin first soaked the silver needle in the concoction and then inserted it into the specific acupoints on the older man's back.
Austin slowly rotated the needle, but there was no change in Dominic's expression. It was as if the latter felt nothing.
Austin paused after inserting the first needle to observe his granduncle’s reaction. Once Austin was sure there were no issues, he proceeded to the second needle. Then the third, the fourth, and so on.
Dominic's face became less calm with each additional needle. His face twitched slightly, and he could not suppress the faint groans from his lips.
"Uncle Dom, should I keep going?" Austin leaned over and paused, concerned.
Although both felt somewhat confident, Dominic's age still required them to be mindful of his tolerance.
Dominic gritted his teeth and said, “Keep going!”
Seeing his condition, Austin hesitated. Beads of sweat dripped down Dominic's cheeks, and the veins on his forehead bulged. It was evident he was enduring immense pain.
‘Damn this virus!’
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