Snow Blossom Acupuncture Novels & Stories

It was deep yet pleasing to their ears. Abigail turned around and met his gaze. His peach blossom eyes under his silver-rimmed glasses were filled with gentleness. It was as if she was mesmerized by it and momentarily could not avert her gaze. The emotion that caused her to be flustered came back again. She wanted to refuse and immediately escape from this place, which made her flustered. Yet, being cast under Xander's powerful aura, she blurted out involuntarily, "Then, let's take a look." Dr. Sander said, "I'll help you massage the acupuncture points on your body to help promote blood circulation. It would hurt a little, so endure it."

The poisoned claw swung down hard. Eira twisted her ankles, moving with the nimble footwork of wind essence pushed to its limit. She glided alongside Bruno’s arm, and a wisp of pure silver light lit up at her fingertip. “First node: Frenzy Spring Acupoint.” Her voice cut through the deafening beastly roar. Her index finger jabbed precisely at the acupoint below Bruno’s right shoulder. A faint silver seal sank into his thick fur in an instant. Bruno’s right arm stiffened abruptly. His strike veered half an inch off course, slamming into the ground beside Eira. Stone fragments sprayed everywhere.

“Blair, that scum! How dare he fool you with a fake Ice Jade Flower?!” No wonder Blair did not want the oil fields. It turned out the Ice Jade Flower was fake. Mable held her aching stomach and pointed at her suitcase. “Bring me my acupuncture kit.” She wanted to perform acupuncture on herself to stop the toxins from spreading. “Get ready. I need to do a stomach cleanse later,” Mable said to the doctor. Hugh brought her the acupuncture kit. He became furious as he watched her using needles on herself. ‘Blair, I must take revenge!’

Brooke felt profound recognition as he observed the procedure. She remembered Gunnar using these same needles to save her. These needles were not made from standard silver but from the leaves of a plant called Glacial Silver Cypress. Hence, they were also known as Glacial Silver Needles. Glacial Silver Cypress grew in places where it snowed all year. Moreover, it only produced needles once a decade. The needles needed for acupuncture required leaves from a hundred-year-old Glacial Silver Cypress, which were exceptionally rare.

Kaze approached Sasha from behind and gently pulled down her back collar for a peek. Sasha’s back with the remaining eight petals of the Nine Phantom Lotus was glowing in red and green. “This shouldn’t happen. You’re keeping up with the acupuncture therapy once every three days. It shouldn’t flare up.” Kaze checked Sasha’s pulse and noted that nothing was wrong. He asked, “How do you feel, Sasha?” “I feel a little hot, but I can get by,” Sasha replied. She pointed at the glass display. “Can I head out ahead of you, Kaze?”

She had thought about how to address this the whole drive back. "I want to do something in return," she said, and before he could object, continued quickly. "While I'm treating Rosie, I can work on a supplementary treatment for you as well. The prescription I've been developing, it's based on research I did with a practitioner I met abroad, specifically for this type of condition. A weekly medicinal bath, combined with targeted acupuncture. It won't cure it. I can't promise that. But it should reduce the frequency and severity of your episodes significantly." She met his eyes. "You can have someone else evaluate the prescription first if you'd prefer. I understand if you want a second opinio

They sneered into their chairs, looking like they were going to do something, but once the needle was finished, the sneer on their faces stopped, and instead they became dog-legged and flattering. This acupuncture technique is absolutely amazing, and it will never swell again. It smells good!

“How does it help the sick members of the pack?” I hesitated, wary of sharing with her, my gut screaming not to trust it. But her expression came across as almost authentic, and I ended up speaking. “The Silverbloom flower heals,” I explained, keeping my tone steady. “It purifies the bloodstream, flushes out the toxins that’s been ravaging them, and restores strength to their wolves.” “Hmm, fascinating,” Lucy interrupted, her eyes narrowing behind that broad, phony smile, like she was weighing every syllable. I shot a look at Steve, noting the scowl on his face, his eyes flashing a warning, urging me to hold back.

“Ms. Jensen, your partner and the kids are amazing. You’re really lucky. “Your arm would have been fine with just some ointment. But they insisted you stay in the hospital and took care of you the whole time.” Moon smiled. Pride shone in her eyes. Julian walked in with the two boys. He handed her the bouquet he was holding, and a warm smile spread across his face. “Your discharge papers are ready. The boys picked these flowers this morning. Congratulations on getting out of the hospital!” Zayden and Yannick leaned in on either side. “Ms. Jensen, look! There are still dewdrops on the flowers!” “Ms. Jensen, these flowers are as pretty as you!”

She repeated the process several times. At last, she set the bowl of blood over a candle flame, heating it slowly until it thickened and darkened. When it had dried completely, it crumbled at the slightest touch, turning into a fine, brittle powder. Holding the powder between her fingers, she brought it to her nose to sniff. "What is it, Aunt Qiana?" Selena asked. Qiana finally looked at her. "Aconite and crimson seed. Neither are fatal on their own, but they induce a brief, deep sleep when combined. If nothing goes wrong, the person recovers soon enough without even realizing they were drugged."