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In ten minutes, Neera inserted more than thirty needles into Jean's body. Finally, she
stopped.
The silvery glint of the needles was a spine–chilling sight.
lan asked worriedly, "Doctor... Will Sire be okay?"
His heart was at his throat. If Jean's condition worsened, there was nothing he could
do.
Neera shot a glance at him and said, "He sho