Once the sentence had been passed, Nancy's anger drove her into hysteria. She would scream all day in prison that she was still in charge.
Meanwhile, oblivious to the developments in Turlen, Arielle was focused on Micah's acupuncture treatment back in Irushea.
After an hour, she removed all the needles from his body and sterilized them before putting them back into a box, which Micah had obtained for her.
“As for this packet of herbs, mix it with water at sixty degrees Celsius and let him soak in it every day for a week. Once he has done that, stop for three days before repeating the process for another week. Three days later, I'll treat him with another session of acupuncture,” Arielle instructed as she pointed to the packet on the table.
“When will General Micah wake up?” Abigail inquired.
After glancing at the sleeping Micah, Arielle informed Abigail that the former would regain his senses in about half an hour.
In truth, there was no need for him to be asleep during the acupuncture session. However, since Arielle wanted to avoid any unnecessary interaction with him, she simply inserted an additional needle to knock him out of consciousness.
“Mrs. Watson, I'll be taking my leave now. Once General Micah wakes up, all you need to do is follow the instructions I have given you.”
Just when Arielle was about to leave, Abigail stopped her.
In response to Arielle's frown, she gave the former a look of embarrassment. “Dr. Moore, when will you be able to help treat me?”
“Does this mean you've agreed to my proposal?” Arielle asked with a cocked brow.
Abigail nodded. Initially, she wasn't keen on doing so, as bringing someone out of the island was just too troublesome.
However, after she saw the way Micah looked at Arielle, she was stricken by panic, for that was the same look Micah gave her back in the day.
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