After gathering her emotions, Rosalie started the dry-needling treatment for Gordon seriously.

Gordon’s mood had also stabilized. He did not dare to look at his daughter.

His complexion was better than before, no longer as yellow. Even so, he still looked yellowish.

“Go to the hospital for a check-up today,” Rosalie said softly.

Before Gordon could agree, Rosalie walked out of the room and ordered the maid to help him get ready.

Byron approached his wife and held her tiny hand as he nodded