"Dad, he..." The young woman was also full of worry as she looked at Xiao Mohong.
"Don't speak!" Xiao Mohong glared at her. The young woman instantly fell silent, though a hint of skepticism lingered in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Chen Yang.
Xiao Huiyun watched nervously, praying in her heart that Chen Yang would succeed and save Mr. Xiao.
BUZZ.
At that moment, Chen Yang's hands moved in a continuous blur. His fingers danced over the Silver Needles as if playing a piano, channeling Profound Energy of Life and Death into them and causing them to hum. This humming sound made everyone feel an invisible pressure.
Xiao Mohong, who had long held a high position, felt it most intensely. Who is this young doctor, Chen Yang? How can he exude such immense pressure? It's unbelievable.
A moment later.
Sweat beaded on Chen Yang's forehead as a wave of weakness washed over him.
