Chapter 172

"Hurry up and get it, don't daydream."

Under Rhett's urging, Lorraine took out the needle wrapped in the small red packet, as Rhett had instructed.

Rhett took out the seemingly ordinary needle and directly pricked it.

And he mumbled to himself:

The needle stopped in the ghost palace, with the needle going in from the left and coming out from the right.

"Ah..." The middle-aged woman cried out, possibly due to pain.

"Hold her down," Rhett furrowed his brows slightly.

Her daughter quickly held down the middle-aged woman, and Lorraine also went over to help.

"The second needle under the big toenail is called Ghost Piercing, three parts deep."

The second needle was inserted, and the middle-aged woman's body reacted noticeably.

If it weren't for suddenly being held by her daughter, she would have probably broken free long ago.

Before Rhett could administer the third injection, a strange voice suddenly came - "Old man, don't meddle in other people's business."

As soon as this sound came out, everyone except Rhett broke into a sweat.

Lorraine, who considered herself brave, felt her scalp tingling at that moment.

Firstly, the sound did indeed come from the mouth of a middle-aged woman.

But why does it sound scary?

Because it was clearly a man's voice...

Just imagine, the voice of a man came out of the mouth of a middle-aged woman in her fifties.

Who wouldn't be afraid of that eerie and terrifying tone?

"This... This is not my mother's voice." The young girl was about to cry in fear.

Lorraine was fine, although she was a little scared, she didn't let go of her hand and still followed the middle-aged woman.

Rhett, on the other hand, had seen and experienced a lot, and it seemed like he was used to it.

"I was a doctor, how could I possibly not care?"

"You guys, these crooked and evil things, come out to harm people for no reason, it's really annoying."

"You old man, aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

"Revenge? Come on, I'm getting old, do you think I'm afraid of that?"

"If I'm afraid of this, then I won't become a doctor."

"And as for you, it would be best if you went down quickly, otherwise... if the third and fourth shots go down..."

As soon as Rhett finished speaking, the middle-aged woman suddenly stopped struggling.

He tilted his head and seemed to faint.

"Mom, what happened to you? Don't scare me, okay."

"Rhett, it seems like my mom fainted, is she okay?"

The young girl was extremely nervous.

"It was nothing."

Rhett did not continue sewing, but instead handed the needle to Lorraine.

"Put it away."

"Is that it?" Lorraine exclaimed in disbelief.

Rhett nodded, not saying anything, but he looked like he was already tired.

After another ten seconds, the middle-aged woman woke up.

"Huh? How did I end up here?"

"Mom, did you wake up?"

"How am I here with Rhett? Wasn't I sleeping at home?" It is evident that the middle-aged woman's memory has deviated.

The young girl quickly explained a few words, and the middle-aged woman was obviously also an old customer.

The mother and daughter quickly thanked Rhett.

"Rhett, thank you so much."

"Rhett, how much was it?"

"Just give me a few tens of dollars for the medical f*e," Rhett said.

"How could it be?" The young girl seemed clearly embarrassed.

"Enough, you guys can go back if you're fine."

"Also, in the future, don't go to the woods." Rhett cautioned.

"Can't we go to the park either?" The middle-aged woman seemed a bit confused.

"It's not that you can't go, but you should go to a forest where there are people. Don't just go to some desolate mountains, where there are dangers that ordinary people may not notice."

"Understood, thank you Rhett."

The mother and daughter left after leaving behind a few tens of dollars for medical expenses, expressing their gratitude multiple times.

"What are you looking at? Don't you go and cook?" Rhett noticed that his assistant had been staring at him.

"Rhett, are you okay?"

"I saw that you seemed very tired."

"Did it take a lot of effort when you first started sewing?"

"Well, this thing just consumed true energy," Rhett nodded.

"I have heard my grandfather talk about this Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles. He said it has been lost for a long time, and very few people know how to do it now. I never expected that you would know."

"Having not mastered it well, it's not worth mentioning." Rhett remains modest.

"But my grandfather said that this Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles is about bearing the consequences. Although you just helped that mother and daughter, you also offended the thing on that aunt's body... Is it really okay?"

Seeing Lorraine speak so insightfully, Rhett lifted his head, his gaze somewhat complex.

"Your grandfather did teach you quite a lot."

"Did your grandfather teach you how to sew?"

Lorraine shook her head, "My grandfather wouldn't know either, he also heard it from the elders."

"Do you want to learn?"

"I didn't want to," Lorraine refused.

"Why?"

"Feared bearing the consequences."

Rhett burst into laughter, "You, this girl, weren't you quite courageous?"

"Not the same."

"Never mind, never mind, there's really no benefit in learning this thing, so it's better not to learn. I didn't expect you, at such a young age, to have such insight and actually understand this. You just asked me if I'm afraid of retaliation, but what do I have to fear? I, an old man, no longer have any loved ones in this world."

"My parents passed away, and my older sister also left earlier in the years."

"My old man lived his whole life unmarried, without a wife or children, living alone."

"If you really want revenge, then come at me."

"It doesn't matter, anyway people always have to die, whether it's earlier or later, what's the difference?"

"That thing, if you want revenge, come find me, just do it."

Lorraine listened silently.

"What? Afraid now?"

"Did you scare the hell out of this girl?"

Rhett has been observing this girl's cleverness these days and he truly feels in control.

If you really quit because of this matter, it would be a pity.

"Don't be afraid, if you're not afraid, what do I have to be afraid of?"

"Can I be like you? I said, I have no family, I am alone," Rhett emphasized.

"So was I."

Lorraine's statement "I am too" caught Rhett off guard.

"Alright, you've had enough fun, go and cook now."

"Okay."

Lorraine looked at Rhett with even greater admiration after this incident.

I just exerted so much effort, and only received a few tens of dollars in consultation fees. It's not worth it.

But she could tell that Rhett, he was trying to save people, without even considering money.

In today's society, where materialism prevails, there are few people who value money and genuinely devote themselves to helping others.

At noon, Lorraine cooked a meat dish and a vegetable dish, and boiled a pot of rice.

She skillfully made a bowl of ginseng soup for Rhett.

However, due to the limited time, the ginseng slices were boiled in the clinic, with the addition of wolfberries and qi-tonifying astragalus.

Rhett didn't ask, didn't praise, but silently finished drinking.

In the evening, the time for the dinner was approaching.

Lorraine received a call from Dawson's secretary, Lily.

Lorraine: Hello?

Lily: Mr. Mercer asked me to deliver the dress. Where do you think it would be convenient to send it?

She still didn't call herself Mrs. Mercer, but Lorraine didn't care at all.