Hearing that, Ruby felt as if her head was buzzing and she could not hear anything else.
Her face was white, her gaze locked on the old woman's face, her lips pursed to a dead line.
On the side, Levi's face was sullen, and he suddenly took her hand.
Ruby looked up and gave him a trance-like glance before she came back to her senses.
"Don't panic, it's going to be okay." He said, his voice low and with a soothing power.
Ruby was only momentarily lost in thought, and soon settled down and nodded, "Mm, I know."
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, she realized that her voice was actually so dry and mute that it seemed to contain sand.
She gritted her teeth, said nothing, and simply fished out the silver needles, doing her best to maintain her composure and methodically apply them to the old lady.
She had always been calm and collected, even in the face of Olivia's repeated comas.
But for some reason, this time, her hands were shaking uncontrollably and her palms were sweaty.
A bad feeling came over her and disturbed her, and she tried her best to suppress it, but it remained in her mind.
Fifteen minutes later, the old lady's eyelids seemed to flutter heavily before she struggled to lift them up.
Her cloudy eyes were confused for a moment, staring at the ceiling before her eyes glanced around the room, sliding over everyone's faces and finally landing on Ruby's face.
"Ruby," she called out to Ruby in a hoarse voice, her eyelids dropping slightly, she saw the silver needles on her body and exhaled a faint breath, "Don’t bother, there’s no need to apply any more needles."
Ruby was stunned by her remark, and continued to work on her hands without saying a word, pursing her lips tightly.
Seeing her stubbornly flicking the needle and not saying anything, the old lady sighed, looking helpless.
"I know my own body, I know it well in my own heart. Ruby, do as you are told."
This sentence nearly caused Ruby to break down emotionally.
She clenched her teeth before she said in a deep voice, "Grandma, don't talk, it's not good to talk while the needles are being administered, wait for a while until I control your body breath and then dispense you a few medicines, your body will definitely get well again."
At these words, the old lady laughed lightly, but with little strength, and her lips were completely bloodless.
"You should have noticed that I have little physical strength left, so what is the point of stabilizing it?"
At these words, the movement of Ruby's hands stopped, and the trembling of her fingertips was clearly visible.
Indeed, the old lady was right.
Just before the needle was applied, Ruby took her pulse and had already noticed that her pulse was so weak that it could barely be felt, and her body breath was even almost untraceable.
It was a sign that one was dying.
But how could she believe it?
How could she accept that her grandmother, who loved her the most, had half a foot in the coffin and was about to part with the world and with her?
So, without saying anything, she did everything she had learned in her life and tried to apply the needle to bring her back to life.
But as the precious time passed, the old lady's body was getting weaker and weaker, and even now, when she spoke, her pulse was not rising and falling.
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