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"Mr. Lin, don't bother with him anymore, let him fend for himself. Such a person isn't worth any sympathy."
"Exactly, he's even more detestable than the mangy dogs on the street."
"So annoying—"
...
Lin Xuanzi ignored the others' comments, stood up, picked up the silver needle, and pricked Qiao Chutian's calming point, rendering him immobile, then continued to prick the emergency acupuncture points.
Qiao Chutian gradually stopped convulsing and ceased foaming at the mouth.
Mai Xiaomai also rushed over.
"Honey—"
Seeing Qiao Chutian's utterly disheveled state, she cried out in pain, hurriedly tossed her umbrella aside, and reached out to support him.
The calming effect of the point Lin Xuanzi needled wore off, allowing him to move independently again.
Seeing Mai Xiaomai and Lin Xuanzi...
He felt as if a knife had stabbed deep into his heart, twisting, bloody and mangled...
As Mai Xiaomai reached out to hold him, he forcefully pushed her away...
