The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 875

Siren continued counting down, "Six, five, four, three, two, one…"

She counted to one, but nothing happened to her hand.

Just as she was about to say something, her hand started twitching on its own. She fought to control it, but it felt like her hand wasn't even hers. She couldn't make it stop at all.

"How is this happening? What's going on? Is my hand stuck like this?"

Matthew pulled out the silver needles again and quickly pricked a few needles into Siren's hand. The twitching hand suddenly went still.

Siren watched the scene unfold, her eyes filled with surprise.

How was this possible? The silver needles only poked her hand a few times, and now, everything was fine again. That was unbelievable.

At that moment, the pain and danger were out of her mind. Her head was just spinning with questions. The silver needles were too incredible.

Matthew slowly pulled out the silver needles and casually said, "You can't possibly fathom how amazing traditional medicine is, which is why your people go to great lengths to steal our medical books. I've used the Shadowtorn Technique on you, and it's something you can't even begin to comprehend.

"What you need to know is that you only have a hundred days left to live. Come to me again before the hundred days are up and I'll break the affliction. But if you exceed that timeline, you're as good as dead."

Siren was completely thrown for a loop, her mind racing with all sorts of thoughts.

She couldn't bring herself to doubt it, given how incredible the earlier display was. But even though it seemed real, it still felt way too bizarre.

The toughest part to swallow was that she only had a hundred days left to live.