Chapter 152 The influence of treatment

Justin was furious.

It was not easy to find a counterattack point, but it was so easy to be disintegrated. Moreover, he left a impression of being nosy to Queenie.

She was so depressed.

Seeing his pale face, Marcia tried to mediate the dispute with a smile, “Although it’s a misunderstanding, Justin did it out of kindness. Queenie, don’t blame him.”

Queenie didn’t want to talk to him.

“I won’t blame him, because he is nothing but air in front of me. Why should I blame him.”

Justin couldn’t stay here any longer. He stood up and was about to leave. Marcia wanted to keep him, because Justin came here in their car. He didn’t drive, but Justin said that his friend would pick him up in New York.

Then he left in depression.

Looking at the back of Justin, Nick shook his head slightly and felt a little disappointed.

Marcia had just tried her best to help Justin. If Justin was sensible, the best way to deal with it would

be to sit down and endure for a while, and then leave with them.

Leaving at this time only gave people a feeling that his purpose of coming here this time was to provoke the relationship between Queenie and John. As soon as he saw that the provocation failed,

he immediately left in anger.

If he was too narrow–minded and had a strong purpose, it would only make people more disgusted.

The son of his old friend had a lot to learn!

soon he stopped thinking about it, because he got a good news that

going to acupuncture

was more excited than him. Her watery beautiful eyes could

you? Why haven’t you told

a dilemma. How could they have the

“Uncle just has a waist pain. It’s

waist pain.” Nick

a waist

even tried to please him from time to time. Now from their

was just a simple waist pain, wouldn’t it be enough to be directly treated in the hospital?

he to

was very

Anyway, John has promised us that he will definitely cure your father’s disease. That’s enough. You don’t need

don’t care. I

else could she do? She didn’t want to

felt that they were a family, but she was

Humph, angry!

hall for treatment. There is a special

three of them came to

They simply greeted.

acupuncture room, and so did Marcia. She said that she

Nick to take off his shirt, lie prone on the bed, and then took out the needle and stabbed it into

Marcia couldn’t help

traditional Chinese medicine. They had also tried to acupuncture on Nick’s waist, but it had no effect. It seemed that the acupuncture points of those people at that time were almost

effect in the past, but

John, so she didn’t say anything. Instead,

fifteen minutes later.

feel it. My waist is

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