Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 152 The influence of treatment

Justin was furious.

It was not easy to find a counterattack point, but it was so easy to be disintegrated. Moreover, he left a

impression of being nosy to Queenie.

She was so depressed.

Seeing his pale face, Marcia tried to mediate the dispute with a smile, “Although it’s a

misunderstanding, Justin did it out of kindness. Queenie, don’t blame him.”

Queenie didn’t want to talk to him.

“I won’t blame him, because he is nothing but air in front of me. Why should I blame him.”

Justin couldn’t stay here any longer. He stood up and was about to leave. Marcia wanted to keep him,

because Justin came here in their car. He didn’t drive, but Justin said that his friend would pick him up

in New York.

Then he left in depression.

Looking at the back of Justin, Nick shook his head slightly and felt a little disappointed.

Marcia had just tried her best to help Justin. If Justin was sensible, the best way to deal with it would be

to sit down and endure for a while, and then leave with them.

Leaving at this time only gave people a feeling that his purpose of coming here this time was to

provoke the relationship between Queenie and John. As soon as he saw that the provocation failed, he

immediately left in anger.

If he was too narrow–minded and had a strong purpose, it would only make people more disgusted.

The son of his old friend had a lot to learn!

Nick sighed in his heart, but soon he stopped thinking about it, because he got a good news that

John was going to acupuncture for him.

When she heard the news, Marcia was more excited than him. Her watery beautiful eyes could even be

described as seeing through the autumn water.

Queenie was confused and asked, “Dad, what’s wrong with you? Why haven’t you told me about it for

so long?”

Nick and his wife were in a dilemma. How could they have the nerve to speak in front of their daughter!

John said, “Uncle just has a waist pain. It’s not a big problem.”

“Yes, it’s a waist pain.” Nick hurriedly echoed.

“Is it really just a waist pain?” Queenie doubted.

She had been wondering why her parents suddenly changed their attitude towards John and even tried

to please him from time to time. Now from their conversation, she understood that they must have

something to ask for John.

If it was just a simple waist pain, wouldn’t it be enough to be directly treated in the hospital?

Queenie knew John’s medical skills. Generally, what needed he to treat was not just simple disease.

So it was very strange.

With a guilty conscience, Marcia said, “Well, Queenie, you don’t have to care so much. Anyway, John

has promised us that he will definitely cure your father’s disease. That’s enough. You don’t

need to care what kind of disease he is!”

Queenie paused and said, “I don’t care. I really don’t know what you are doing.”

Since they didn’t want to tell her, what else could she do? She didn’t want to meddle in their business.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little aggrieved. She felt that they were a family, but she was an

outsider.

Humph, angry!

John said, “Uncle, aunt, come to my second sister’s hall for treatment. There is a special acupuncture

room there.”

So the three of them came to the apricot forest hall.

They simply greeted.

Nick followed John to the acupuncture room, and so did Marcia. She said that she wanted to see her

husband regain his strength with her own eyes.

John didn’t want to make fun of her any more. He asked Nick to take off his shirt, lie prone on the bed,

and then took out the needle and stabbed it into his waist.

Seeing this, Marcia couldn’t help but frown slightly.

She had secretly visited many famous doctors with her husband before, including many masters of

traditional Chinese medicine. They had also tried to acupuncture on Nick’s waist, but it had no effect. It

seemed that the acupuncture points of those people at that time were almost the same as that of John.

Did it have no effect in the past, but now it had?

Although Marcia had doubts in her heart, she was afraid of disturbing John, so she didn’t say anything.

Instead, she chose to wait silently.

About fifteen minutes later.

Nick suddenly said excitedly, “Yes, I feel it. My waist is burning, and the heat is slowly spreading

forward.”

“Really?”

Hearing this, Marcia sat on the edge of the bed excitedly, held Nick’s hand and said, “Honey, are you

lying to me? Is it really effective?”

“How can I lie to you about this? As soon as you hold my hand, you feel stronger.” said Nick.

Marcia’s eyes were immediately wet.

After so many years, finally, her husband’s disease could be cured.

She was so happy that she couldn’t close her mouth.

After another ten minutes, John drew back the needle and said, “As long as you acupuncture for about

five more times, uncle’s illness will be cured. During this period, you must not act recklessly, especially

aunt. You must restrain yourself, or your efforts will be in vain.”

The beautiful woman nodded with a red face.

Nick couldn’t wait to say, “Good son–in–law, I’ll come to you for acupuncture tomorrow.”

It would take five more times, one acupuncture every day, and five days to recover. Thinking of this, he

felt very happy.

John shook his head and said, “You don’t need it tomorrow. I can only acupuncture once every three

days. It won’t have much effect if it is too frequent. Besides, uncle, aunt, you’d better call me John

from now on. I’m not used to the word ‘son–in–law‘,”

Because of this title, when they were in villa just now, John explained to the fourth sisters for a long

time, and then told her the process of meeting Queenie. He was almost speechless.

Marcia was happy in her heart. John agreed with whatever she said, but soon she asked in confusion,

“My dear, didn’t you say that it would take at least three months to cure the disease?”

Three days once, five times in total, which was only half a month. It was quite different from what John

had said before.

“The length of the treatment depends on my mood, What if I’m in a bad mood? Three months is less,

and 3 or 5 years are possible. If I’m in a good mood, it’s only ten days and half a month.”

Unique!

Marcia immediately stepped forward gently to massage John’s shoulder and said, “My good boy, you

must be tired of the acupuncture just now. Let me help you massage your shoulder.”

Well…