Harry Ross: !!!
This conversation can't go on today, can it!
"No, Madam, that day when you exposed the pregnant woman's scam on the street, you used a silver needle."
"Oh, you're talking about that silver needle. Edwin's acupuncture silver needles are quite different from that; if you insist on using that silver needle for treatment, it's not impossible."
Harry looked eagerly at Ivy River, "Where is your silver needle? Is it next door? Should I go fetch your medical kit?"
"However," Ivy said, breathing heavily, "I still want to tell you, the silver needle does work, but just barely. Though Edwin will feel a lot of pain; do you mind?"
Harry glanced at Edwin.
"President, do you mind? Madam tried hard to continue your treatment; could you endure it a little, please?"
Edwin frowned, "Where's your little ointment? It's the one that eases pain."
"It's a hundred thousand per use, consider it. If you need it, I can start the acupuncture now."
Edwin let out a long sigh, "Fine!"
