Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Standing to the side, Tristan dared not make a sound. He suddenly clenched his fists, his pupils slightly trembling as a look of nervousness appeared on his face.
But no matter how worried and nervous he was, Tristan knew very well that at this moment, he absolutely could not disturb Sophia.
“Mm… hmm!”
Andrew Yeats’s body suddenly began to tremble with the frequency of the needle’s quivering.
Sophia stood by the bedside, unmoving-
She stared intently at Andrew Yeats’s face, her expression tense,ith an air of seriousness and solemnity on her face.
She hadn’t felt this nervous for a very long time.
The source of this nervousness was not because she had not touched a silver needle in three years.
It was because the person lying on the hospital bed was the elder of the first friend she had found after abandoning her past and returning to her true self.
Moreover, Tristan believed in her so much
She did not want to disappoint Tristan
If it were anyone else, upon seeing Andrew Yeats showing such a painful expression after being needled, they would have long been unable to hold back and would have questioned her.
She could sense that when Tristan heard the muffled groan of pain from Andrew Yeats, although clearly nervous and worried, he still allowed her to carry on with her procedure.
He trusted her unconditionally in everything she did.
He entrusted the life of the grandfather he respected the most entirely to her.
Sophia did not quite understand how Tristan was so sure that she was really Sophia Young?
Even though Sophia Young was famous worldwide, could anyone, upon seeing Sophia in person as someone just in her early twenties and rumored to have not graduated high school, fill trust so unconditionally and completely?
This kind of trust…
In Sophia’s heart, it slowly transformed into a warm spring, gradually filling some void deep in her heart,
She would cure Andrew Yeats,
Definitely!
As time passed by the second, after about half an hour, the needle tips slowly stopped vibrating, and Andrew Yeats’s shaking body gradually stopped shaking painfully.
Sophia waved her hand gently.
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She withdrew six silver needles, one by one.
But immediately, another three silver needles slipped off each of her hands again..
This time, they were placed on the lower abdomen.
Sophia continued this operation persistently.
She inserted and withdrew needles along the way.
She treated Andrew Yeats from head to toe.
And Andrew Yeats gradually calmed down from the initial painful response to the needle vibrations.
He breathed noticeably smoother and more prolonged, unlike the previous deep ones.
This process lasted for a full three hours.
Throughout the entire process, Sophia was fully focused, staring intently at the silver needles on Andrew Yeats and the changes in his muscles, without the slightest laxity.
Finally, she removed the needles one by one, her voice tinged with a trace of exhaustion, “Because it’s the first needling session. I need to open all of Grandpa’s acupuncture points before proceeding with further treatment, so it requires several steps. Take it slowly, so Grandpa’s body can hold up”
She put away the silver needles, looked up at Tristan, who had been standing silently and motionlessly behind her for three full hours, and slowly curled her lips into a comforting smile at him, “Tristan, congratulations. Your grandfather has survived the first needling session and safely passed the danger period. From now on, as long as he undergoes needling once a month, in about three months, your grandfather will be able to leave the hospital.”
Tristan’s initially slightly stiff eyes, fixed on his grandpa, turned slowly towards Sophia.
When he met Sophia’s bright smiling eyes, his anxious heart and tense emotions were eased in that instant.
His long, thick lashes trembled softly, and his deep–set eyes suddenly lit up like blooming flowers. In his hazel eyes like spring water, there was only the reflection of Sophia’s delicate face.
“Thank you.”
His low, husky voice was as mellow as fine wine, carrying an intoxicating charm, “Sofi, really… thank you very much.”
To be honest, so many years had passed.
He had almost given up… on the chance of Grandpa’s recovering
Even the patient himself had already given up
As Tristan had said, how could his grandfather, who had spent his life on the battlefield, wielding power, accept lying in bed for the rest of his life, being taken care of, barely living a life?
But searching for Sophia Young” had become his only obsession
Because of Sophia Young’s existence.
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He harbored a glimmer of hope.
And this wish……
Now, it really had been fulfilled.
His grandfather could finally leave the hospital room and return to the normal life of an average elder man.
Sophia….
She was truly the only light and redemption in his life.
He gazed deeply into Sophia’s eyes, sparks flying between them, almost drowning Sophia in his tender eyes.
That burning gaze and husky voice carried a scorching, intoxicating sensation
Sophia’s ears tingled slightly, and she shook her head, “No need to be so polite; it’s mainly because… you trust me enough.”
If from the very first step, Tristan had interrupted the acupuncture treatment because of Grandpa’s pain.
Then nothing would have happened afterward
Moreover, it could have very likely resulted in Andrew Yeats becoming critically ill due to the interruption.
Therefore, the fact that the Andrew Yeats was able to endure the most dangerous first acupuncture session was truly thanks to Tristan’s trust in her.
“You know, Sot.. I have always believed in you, and that has never changed”
Tristan laughed softly, leaned slightly forward, and moved a bit doser to Sophia
He raised his hand, letting his large palm rest on Sophia’s head, its warmth akin to his radiant and charming smile, “Could Sofi try to trust me a little more? Hmm!
Sophia’s heart trembled fiercely
Her heart even started to feel a tingling numbness.
The warmth from his palm on her head, transmitted through her soft hair and scalp, carried a searing heat.
seemed to make her face feel rather hot.
When Sophia wanted to move away from the man’s hand.
Tristan’s fair fingers slowly moved down, the tips brushing lightly through Sophia’s hair, bringing a slightly ticklish-
sensation
Sophia was taken aback for a moment.
The fingers landed on her forehead, gently massaging it twice.
The pads of his fingers pressed against the girl’s delicate, smooth skin, sending a tingling electric shock through Sophia.
“You’ve worked hard, Soh, aren’t you exhausted?”
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The man’s low, husky voice lingered as if around her ear, carrying a mesmerizing sense of concern, “I just had lunch delivered. You rest a bit while 1 go get it.”
After a tiring three hours, Sophia was indeed a bit exhausted.
The man’s fingertips resting on her forehead, with their scorching warmth, seemed to be dispelling her fatigue.
At that moment, her ears flushed red instantly.
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Her crimson lips pressed together slightly, and she stepped back two steps, “Well… I’m indeed a bit hungry, so you should hurry and go.
