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The Understated Dragon Lord

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Chapter 337 Acupuncture Daniel quickly stepped back, dodging the attack. Brittany, having exerted too much force while on her period, pulled a muscle in her stomach, causing a sharp pain.

"Ah! Ahh!" Brittany clutched her stomach, crouching down on the ground, screaming in agony.

"Just now, what did you say? That you were going to kickto death? Con, do it! Kickto death!" Daniel taunted her, hovering around in front of Brittany, infuriating her to the point that her face turned green with rage.

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"You... you're bullying me! Waaah..." Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she clutched her stomach and wept.

Daniel took a needle from his pocket and waved it in front of Brittany's eyes, then asked her with a mischievous smile, "Wantto treat you?" "Get lost!" "You should trust my skills. Just one prick of this needle and your pain will vanish." "Scram!" "Are you sure you don't want treatment? This isn't just any needle. A few pricks and I can guarantee you won't feel pain during your periods ever again." "You..." Brittany was ashamed and angry at once.

Yet she reconsidered, knowing the country boy might have impressive medical skills.

"Are you positive you can cure me?" "Absolutely," Daniel replied earnestly. "But I'll need you to expose sskin for the acupuncture, and this is a public street. It wouldn't be appropriate - as your colleague, I can't let passersby get a free show." "What do you mean?" "If you want acupuncture treatment, Brittany, you'll have to pay for a room yourself." Daniel motioned toward a building nearby. "This hotel is pretty nice, it's five-star. The environment and facilities should be up to par." "You..." "What's wrong? You don't want to? Fine, then don't. It's your problem, not mine. You're the one in pain, not me. I'll be on my way." "Country boy, you'll rot in hell! Don't you dare walk away! Stay right there!" "So, Brittany, you're agreeing to get a room with me?" "Don't even think about it!" "If you won't get a room with me, then why callback? What, wantto watch your period pains? Disgusting with the smell of blood!" "You're the disgusting one!" "Since you say I'm disgusting, I won't impose on you any longer," Daniel said, waving goodbye. "See you!" He actually walked away, leaving Brittany fuming.

"Don't go! Helpget to the hotel! If your acupuncture doesn't cureafterward, you'll see how I'll deal with you!" "How will you deal with me?" "I'll make you pay!" "How? By dying a happy death or a comfortable one? Though you're on your period today, so even in the best hotel room, there isn't much we can do, is there?" "You..." A flush of embarrassment rushed over Brittany's face, and she punched Daniel in the arm, cursing, "You're such a jerk." Daniel helped Brittany into the hotel. At the reception, he cheerfully requested, "One room, please. A big bed, the presidential suite, the most expensive one you have." "Get lost! Just givea standard room!" Her request was more modest, but Daniel had already begun the process of caring for Brittany, playfully navigating through her indignation and pain.

Chapter 337 Acupuncture Daniel quickly stepped back, dodging the attack. Brittany, having exerted too much force while on her period, pulled a muscle in her stomach, causing a sharp pain.

"Ah! Ahh!" Brittany clutched her stomach, crouching down on the ground, screaming in agony.

"Just now, what did you say? That you were going to kickto death? Con, do it! Kickto death!" Daniel taunted her, hovering around in front of Brittany, infuriating her to the point that her face turned green with rage.

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"You... you're bullying me! Waaah..." Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she clutched her stomach and wept.

Daniel took a needle from his pocket and waved it in front of Brittany's eyes, then asked her with a mischievous smile, "Wantto treat you?" "Get lost!" "You should trust my skills. Just one prick of this needle and your pain will vanish." "Scram!" "Are you sure you don't want treatment? This isn't just any needle. A few pricks and I can guarantee you won't feel pain during your periods ever again." "You..." Brittany was ashamed and angry at once.

Yet she reconsidered, knowing the country boy might have impressive medical skills.

"Are you positive you can cure me?" "Absolutely," Daniel replied earnestly. "But I'll need you to expose sskin for the acupuncture, and this is a public street. It wouldn't be appropriate - as your colleague, I can't let passersby get a free show." "What do you mean?" "If you want acupuncture treatment, Brittany, you'll have to pay for a room yourself." Daniel motioned toward a building nearby. "This hotel is pretty nice, it's five-star. The environment and facilities should be up to par." "You..." "What's wrong? You don't want to? Fine, then don't. It's your problem, not mine. You're the one in pain, not me. I'll be on my way." "Country boy, you'll rot in hell! Don't you dare walk away! Stay right there!" "So, Brittany, you're agreeing to get a room with me?" "Don't even think about it!" "If you won't get a room with me, then why callback? What, wantto watch your period pains? Disgusting with the smell of blood!" "You're the disgusting one!" "Since you say I'm disgusting, I won't impose on you any longer," Daniel said, waving goodbye. "See you!" He actually walked away, leaving Brittany fuming.

"Don't go! Helpget to the hotel! If your acupuncture doesn't cureafterward, you'll see how I'll deal with you!" "How will you deal with me?" "I'll make you pay!"

"How? By dying a happy death or a comfortable one? Though you're an your period today, so even in the best hotel room, there isn't much we can do, is there?" "You..." A flush of embarrassment rushed over Brittany's face, and she punched Daniel in the arm, cursing, "You're such a jerk."

Daniel helped Brittany into the hotel. At the reception, he cheerfully m requested. "Onerdom, please. A big bed, the presidential suite, the most expensive one you have." "Get lost! Just givea standard room!"

Her request was more modest, but Daniel had already begun the process of caring for Brittany, playfully navigating through her indignation and pain.