“Good advice can be hard to hear, huh? Are you too scared to drink it? I didn't expect someone as sophisticated as you to be such a coward. Are you frightened by a simple bowl of ginger soup?"

“What? You're the coward!" Deanna retorted, her irritation evident.

Nonetheless, she glanced at Rosalynn, picked up the bowl, and began to drink.

"Oh, it's so spicy and awful!" Deanna exclaimed, her face contorting midway through the sip.

Rosalynn observed her with a smile and applauded.

“Excellent. Keep going."

It almost felt Like Rosalynn was coaxing a child.

Deanna glared at her but continued to drink the ginger soup.

Rosalynn took the bowl and handed her a tissue.

“Deanna, do you happen to Love ice cream? It's better to cut down on it," Rosalynn suggested.

Deanna accepted the tissue and wiped her mouth before tossing it aside.

"Rosalynn, don't try to act clever in front of me. Do you really think you're a doctor?"

Rosalynn raised an eyebrow and retrieved silver needles from her bracelet.

"I did study traditional medicine. I can help alleviate your pain.”

Deanna widened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the bracelet adorning Rosalynn's wrist. She was both curious and surprised.

“Does your bracelet have some sort of mechanism?"

A smile graced Rosalynn's face as she replied, "Lift up your clothes.”

Taken aback, Deanna glanced at the silver needles in Rosalynn's hand and hastily covered her body, making sure to keep herself well-hidden.

“I won't. What if you do something harmful to me?"

Rosalynn arched an eyebrow.

“Why would I do something harmful to you?"

“Because I've treated you poorly!" Deanna blurted out, revealing her concern.