Sorry, Dr. Russell. I didnt expect him to bring you here
either, Grace said awkwardly.
However, Dr. Russell did not ask any more questions. After all, at his age, he naturally knew that there were some questions
he should not ask.
Therefore, he just spread out the tools he had brought with him and asked Grace to hold out her right hand.
The various needle knives reminded Grace of the pain she felt
the last time she had the treatment, and it made her tremble.
Just when Dr. Russell was about to insert a needle knife into. the back of Graces hand, Jason immediately grabbed Dr.
Russells wrist. What is this for?
Treatment, what else is there? grumbled Dr. Russell. He hated being interrupted like that during his sessions.
If youre using needle knives for the treatment, why not anesthetize her first? asked Jason as he frowned.
If I anesthetize her, I cant get a clear reaction from her fingers. I need her most natural reaction for the treatment! said Dr. Russell.
Jason was still hesitating. But these needle knives.
Grace looked up at Jason and said, Its alright, I had the treatment once. Besides, this pain will go away after a while.
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Its just like bearing the pain when I was in prison. Itll pass!
However, she had suffered the pain in prison without hope.
Now, she suffered it with some hope.
She wanted her fingers to be flexible again. Though they might not be as good as they were, it was worth the pain if they could get better.
Jasons expression changed slightly. Her words seemed to remind him of something. He let go of Dr. Russells hand
but immediately held Graces left hand with their fingers
interlaced.
What are you doing? she asked in surprise.
Just grab my hand if youre in pain. Ill suffer the pain with you, he said.
No thanks, I can stand it. She tried to pull her fingers out of
his
However, he held on to her hand and looked at Dr Russell,
Thats all Lets start
However, her left hand was holding his hand.
She could feel her nails digging deep into his flesh, and even though her nails were usually trimmed and short, she knew that if she held on with such force, his hands would get hurt.