Chyntia got up and helped Clinton up before saying to Benita, “Benita, it’s our turn.”
“Yes, Commander!” Benita said with some excitement.
Arriving at the bed, Chyntia checked Cedric, who had fallen into a coma again, and he made sure.
His worst fears did not happen.
Clinton’s treatment went badly wrong, making Cedric’s condition worsen. Fortunately, the chill accumulated in Cedric’s chest did not enter the heart because of blood flow. However, it had gathered into a mass and was sitting in the middle of his chest.
It was terrible and tricky, but there was still hope as long as it did not enter the heart.
Benita opened the medical kit with a thud and placed it beside Chyntia’s hand.
With a wave of Chyntia’s left hand, three slender silver needles were inserted between his fingers. With lightning speed, Chyntia thrust three silver needles into three acupoints in Cedric’s chest without warning.
Once the needle was pierced, the tails of the needles vibrated to stimulate the acupoints and enhance the effect of the special needle treatment. Besides that, with Chyntia’s left hand caressing them, the depth of the needles changed.
Looking from the side, there was even the illusion that the needles were dancing on Cedric’s chest!
With a wave of his right hand, Chyntia stabbed three more silver needles. The six silver needles made Cedric’s body tremble slightly.
“Benita, hold him down. He’ll have a stress reaction later.” Chyntia ordered.
“Yes, Commander!” Benita replied before putting his hands on Cedric’s shoulders and holding him down.
Chyntia raised his hands, two silver needles respectively in his left and right hands.
“Coming!” Chyntia warned and inserted the last four silver needles.
The next moment, a strong chill emanated from Cedric’s body. Cedric’s body shook violently and even twitched involuntarily. However, Benita was holding him down so hard he could not move.
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