Finally, there was a reaction when the needles entered the three final acupoints
Blargh!
Wesley, who was seriously ill, suddenly vomited, spewing out black blood that emitted a foul smell.
The concave pit on his chest, where the fist mark was, started slowly healing. The color of his lips improved as well, and his eyes slowly opened.
"Master!"
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