For Felix, the treatment itself was not an issue. The question was whether Queenie could accept it. "I can treat you, but you might not agree with the method."

Queenie grew anxious. "This is life or death! You're the doctor, and I'm the patient. What's there to disagree about? Just tell me!"

Felix had no choice but to explain everything.

"When I checked your pulse, I detected 65 infection sites on your body. I can use acupuncture now to stop them from spreading so that no new spots will appear. But those spots need to be treated individually by hand with my needles.

"Otherwise, you'll be left with permanent red marks on your skin, and there could be other health impacts."

What? Queenie was stunned. There were 65 spots already! Now, she understood Felix's awkwardness. "So you're saying that regardless of where these spots are, you'll need to see them all to treat them one by one, right?"

Felix nodded. "Yes. Or I can contain the infection's growth, and you can try the hospital