"Do not move."
Michael perceived the distrust in Icaffry's eyes, but he didn't care. He asked her to keep still while he took out a silver needle from his bag.
"You’re going to perform acupuncture on me?"
Icaffry had a bit of knowledge regarding Traditional Chinese Medicine, and seeing the silver needle, she guessed what Michael intended to do.
So, she finally understood why Michael claimed it would only take just over a minute.
If he were to use the most common method in Traditional Chinese Medicine, which involved writing a prescription for her to brew, it would definitely take more than just over a minute.
Seeing Michael nod, Icaffry asked again, "Where will you be doing the acupuncture?"
"Your head," Michael replied succinctly.
Upon hearing this, Icaffry appeared troubled.
She still didn’t believe that Michael could cure her with just a few silver needles in just over a minute.