Ivy River sighed helplessly, "Edwin Blake, how come I never realized you could be so shameless before? Care to explain?"
"What?"
Edwin wanted to say more, but Ivy River kicked a chair under him to sit down.
"Lie down properly, acupuncture involves so much nonsense from you. Who knew you had so much pointless literary talk in you before?"
Ivy River glared at Edwin Blake with annoyance.
Then she began to firmly stick needles into Edwin Blake. Afterward.
"The toxins are almost dealt with, but for the next three months, be cautious, don't drink often. I've got many things going on and no time to treat you."
Edwin immediately protested, "I've paid you, and my condition isn't cured. Are you just going to ignore me? Where's the justice?"
"Of course, there is. I have a competition coming up, so don't bother me."
