Rosalynn acknowledged with a nod.

“You seem to have a clear perception of yourself."

Deanna was left speechless, her glare fixed upon Rosalynn in silence.

Sensing her reluctance, Rosalynn decided not to press the matter and returned the silver needles to her bracelet.

"If you don't believe me, then let's forget it. I'11 get going.”

If Deanna weren't her husband's sister, Rosalynn wouldn't have bothered at all.

“Wait a minute," Deanna hastily interjected.

Rosalynn faltered, curious about Deanna's sudden change of heart.

"What is it?"

Deanna's eyes sparkled with a hint of embarrassment as she spoke.

“I'm Brian's sister. I believe you wouldn't dare to harm me. I'll allow you to perform acupuncture on me.”

Rosalynn found herself speechless, caught off guard by Deanna's unexpected request.

Indeed, Deanna and Brian shared a striking resemblance, evident in certain aspects.

Not wanting to argue with the girl, Rosalynn settled herself on the edge of the bed and retrieved the silver needles.

“Lie down and lift your clothes," Rosalynn instructed.

Deanna complied, stretching out on the bed and raising her clothes. A hint of nervousness flickered in her eyes.

“Rosalynn, do you know what you're doing? Will it hurt?"

“Don't worry. If you have doubts about my abilities, the worst-case scenario is temporary pain. At the very least, it won't cause any harm in the future," Rosalynn reassured her.

With adept precision, Rosalynn gently pricked several acupuncture points on Deanna's lower abdomen. Deanna felt an unusual sensation in that area.

She let out a horrified scream.

"Rosalynn, you're a liar! How could I have trusted you? Remove the needles! It hurts!"

Rosalynn arched an eyebrow, saying, "Didn't I tell you earlier? It will only hurt this time.”