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Gu Xiaoxi toyed with the silver needle in her hand, her eyes brimming with a sly smile, "Since your family has a divine healer, then I will not hold back."

Gu Xiaoxi’s hands were quick, and Na Qi only felt a sensation on his chest as if an ant had bitten him. By the time he realized it, three silver needles had already been inserted into his chest.

Gu Xiaoxi spoke leisurely, "These three needles are jabbed into your heart, liver, and lungs respectively. You’d better not try to pull them out.

If you pull out the one at your heart, you will suffer a reverse flow of blood and die violently.

If you remove the one in your lung, you will experience spasms and die from suffocation, and as for the liver, needless to say, pulling it out would cause you to bleed from all seven orifices.

Since your family’s divine healer is so powerful, if he has some skills, he can naturally save you.

If he doesn’t, then get ready to beg me, and as for begging me. .."

Gu Xiaoxi smiled, "Naturally, you should bring a gift that will satisfy me. Don’t worry, as long as these silver needles don’t fall out, you won’t die!"

Na Qi was so frightened that he almost wet his pants, and he sobbed without tears. These three silver needles were stolen from the divine healer. He had intended to teach Gu Xiaoxi a lesson, but instead, he ended up being stuck by her three needles.

Whether her words were true or false, he didn’t dare to gamble with his life.

Afterward, Gu Xiaoxi released Na Qi and looked towards Lv Yihai not far away, "You can call the ambulance now."

Latter, Gu Xiaoxi walked to the stream, picked up her water bottle, and ran quickly towards the woods. She found her backpack, grabbed her weapon, and turned to head full force towards the 628 highlands.

She had been delayed here for a long time.

Na Qi was saved by the doctors, but they were helpless regarding the three needles Gu Xiaoxi had mentioned. It wasn’t that they didn’t dare to remove them, but that they were afraid what Gu Xiaoxi had said was true. The doctors were unable to make a decision.

On the helicopter, Na Qi had no choice but to endure the pain and hurriedly make a phone call back home, finding the divine healer to inquire about Gu Xiaoxi’s use of the silver needles.

In A City, within a splendid villa.

A man dressed in a white suit, with handsome features, sat on the sofa, fiddling with a jade bead. His fair cheeks made his skin look as white as milk.

Perhaps due to the excessive pallor, the charming cheeks lacked a tinge of color, gave an elegant and aloof temperament, and appeared somewhat transcendental, like an Immortal banished from the Mortal World.

Suddenly, the phone he had placed on the sofa rang.

The man only glanced once before lifting his hand. Without getting up, the phone from a distance rose into the air and landed in his palm.

After answering the call and listening to Na Qi’s explanation, a dense interest flickered in his eyes.

"Mr. Ai, can these silver needles really not be pulled out?" Na Qi asked nervously.

"Yes!" Ai Xiang smiled faintly, his thin lips curving into a cold arc, "They can’t be pulled out! Come back and let me see."

Although he hadn’t seen Na Qi’s injuries, from his description, he could almost guess the type of acupuncture. And indeed, such techniques existed in this world.

But in this world, no more than three people could perform such techniques.

If the other party was as young as Na Qi had said, it was indeed surprising to him.

Left with no choice, Na Qi was sent back home.

When Ai Xiang saw the three silver needles, his handsome brows furrowed. It really was the special acupuncture technique he had guessed.

Indeed, no matter which needle was pulled out first, one would die.

All three needles had to be removed simultaneously, and acupuncture points had to be pressed to emerge unscathed. However, there was one drawback to this technique – a slight mishap could result in the patient’s immediate death.

He wondered how much confidence it took to use this on Na Qi and still guarantee he wouldn’t die.