SWNOVELS Chapter 27
Jean was surprised at Neera's candid command. He continued to stare coldly at her.
Seeing that Jean did not move, Neera frowned. "Why are you standing there?"
Ian coughed and explained, "Sire, you need to take off your shirt so Dr. Garcia can insert the needles. She did the same thing when you were unconscious from the fever."
Jean frowned even harder. He seemed reluctant to do so.
Neera smirked. "You're a grown man! Why are you so shy? I'm a professional doctor, and my patients' gender doesn't mean anything to me. It's not like I've never seen your naked body before..."
Even though she only caught a split-second glimpse of his naked body at the baths, she saw every important part.
Moreover, she had treated him with acupuncture before. To her, it made no difference if Jean were a man or a woman.
Jean had a lot to say about that, though he decided to keep his mouth shut because he relied on her.
Even though what Neera said was the truth, he could not help but think of other things when she said it so directly.
If not that I still need you to treat my condition, I'll show you the "difference" between a man and a woman! Jean thought angrily.
He grunted coldly and started to unbutton his shirt.
Soon, the shirt was thrown on the floor, and his chest was bared to Neera.
Neera was not too concerned about it, though when her gaze inadvertently lingered on him, she found it hard to look away.
The man was slightly thin, but the silhouette of his body was angular and tight. His abdomen was the most eye-catching. The six-pack and the V-line were extraordinarily sexy.
Jean narrowed his gaze when he saw how Neera was looking at him. "Do you still think your patient's gender makes no difference?"
Neera blushed in embarrassment and turned her head away. "Of course!"
Jean smirked. He did not want to call her out. "What should I do next?"
Neera took a deep breath to calm her emotions. "Just lie down."
Jean nodded and did what he was told. He lay down face-up on the bed.
Neera took her equipment and sat next to him on the bed.
She said seriously, "My methods are pretty unique. It might hurt a little later. Try to bear with it."
Ian thought, Does "unique" carry some other meaning? Should I leave the room temporarily?
Neera did not pay any heed to him. She focused on the task at hand and began to insert needles.
She was using the complex technique again. Every needle landed on one of the most sensitive spots of the human body.
The last time she did it, Jean was unconscious, so he did not know what she did.
This time, he could clearly feel the woman's delicate fingertips brush past his skin.
It felt as though he was tickled by a feather, and he did not reject the gesture.
However, before he could savor the sensation, he was seized by a sudden jolt of pain, which caused him to grit his teeth and grunt.
The pain was more excruciating than he had expected.
Neera seemed to have anticipated that. She did not intend to stop. Instead, she inserted a needle into a certain spot on Jean's abdomen.
The pain grew even more intense, but Jean managed to bear with it this time.
Later, he did not make any noise at all.
Neera was secretly impressed by the man's courage. She inserted the needles at a faster rate.
She finished inserting all the needles about twenty minutes later. She said, "Don't remove the needles for the next 30 minutes. Let me know if you feel any discomfort."
"Mm," Jean replied. He sounded like he was still trying to bear the pain.
Neera noticed that Jean's forehead was wet with sweat, and his lips were turning pale.
She frowned slightly and asked, "How do you feel?"
Jean's eyes were closed. He wanted to say something, but he could not open his mouth.
It hurts! A lot!
It felt as though someone was pulling his nerves. The pain nearly caused him to pass out.
Ian said, "Dr. Garcia, Sire suffers from persistent neuralgia because of his health, and he can't sleep well because of it. The situation here looks exactly like what would happen whenever he was ill. Is... he okay?"