She didn't say these words, but even if she did, it would have been pointless, better to save some breath.
Pulling her hand back from the man's wrist, she turned to Ava and asked, "Ava, do you have needles? The kind used for acupuncture."
Ava's eyes lit up, showing a happy expression, "Yes! Miss Jones, do you mean it can cure?"
Deanna grunted in agreement.
Xavier was somewhat worried about her medical skills and asked suspiciously, "Miss Jones, can you really do it?"
She gave him a silent glance. This man kept doubting her again and again, really annoying.
Deanna replied impatiently, "I can. How many times do I have to say it? "
Xavier obediently kept quiet and didn't respond further.
Ava ran upstairs and returned downstairs with a needle case, densely packed with needles of various types.
"I might need some help since I can't do it alone."
Ava nodded, "Just tell me what to do." Xavier didn't question either.
"Okay, Ava, please help sterilize all the needles," Deanna turned to Xavier and said, "Xavier, please help by taking off all his clothes except his underwear."
"Huh?" Ava, who was about to sterilize the needles, looked at her in surprise and then quickly went to disinfect the needles.
Xavier didn't move, looking at her in surprise. He wondered if he should undress Mr. Mercer in front of her.
He wasn't sure if acupuncture require taking off pants and couldn't help but suspect this woman's intention.
"You don't have to undress him. Just roll up his pant legs. But if something happens to him, are you going to take responsibility?" Deanna raised an eyebrow at him, and Xavier gritted his teeth but did as he was told.
The situation was urgent, and he had no choice but to trust this woman. He hoped Mr. Mercer could survive this; otherwise, he would never forgive himself.
As the clothes were removed, the handsome man's muscular physique was presented.
He had broad shoulders, narrow hips, with a youthful glow on his pale skin.
Deanna took the needles from Ava, her expression serious, and began to needle him, accurately hitting the acupuncture points with steady pressure and skilled technique.
One needle fell on his shoulder, while another was inserted into his calf.
Does acupuncture involve this kind of needling? Xavier didn't understand medical techniques and could only watch her needle with curiosity.
Ava wasn't just a receptionist, but also an assistant to Old Hughes and knew some medical techniques.
Setting aside other things, she was quite familiar with various acupuncture points on the body. But the acupuncture points Deanna was needling, Ava had no idea about them at all.
She had never heard of them or seen them before. Could she be needling randomly?
Would anything happen to Mr. Mercer?
Ava watched nervously as the next needle fell in a strange place, cautiously asking, "Miss Jones, why are the acupuncture points you're needling different from the usual ones?"
"There are many acupuncture points in the human body. I studied on my own, so it might be different from what you learned." Deanna didn't even turn her head, vaguely explaining, obviously not wanting to say much.
Her acupuncture points were taught by her teacher, who was a descendant of an ancient medical family. She didn't learn from ordinary doctors but from an ancient medical art with a history of thousands of years, something that ordinary people couldn't access.
Ava was half-believing and half-doubting, feeling anxious but not daring to speak and disturb her needling, just watching with worry.
After what seemed like a long time, Deanna finally finished needling. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Done."
Xavier approached and saw Mr. Mercer covered in needles, still unconscious, and asked with some concern, "How is he?"
"Don't touch the needles on his body. I'll come to remove them in ten minutes, and he'll wake up once they're removed."