Chapter 1588
Nash slowly raised his hand. His spiritual power manifested into 12 vital needles.
These needles were imbued with spiritual power. He then controlled the needles with his energy.
Ten vital needles were accurately inserted into the trigger points on Darcus' head.
A flash of disdain flashed in the doctor's eyes as he said coldly, "Young man, you—"
"Shut up!"
Dima slapped the doctor on the face.
How dare he show off in front of Nash? How dare he?
The doctor was confused. Clutching his face, he said, "Mr. Dima, Mr. Darcus’ condition is critical now... You can't let this kid act recklessly!"
At this time, Darcus spat out a large mouthful of blood.
The doctor's expression suddenly changed. "Did you see that? Something is wrong with the treatment!"
Darcus seemed to choke for a long time. Then, he exhaled loudly as if he could suddenly breathe again.
Dima stepped forward excitedly. "Brother, how do you feel?"
"My breathing is smooth, my heart feels calm, and my head doesn't hurt an

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