Chapter 1087


    Chapter 1087 Do Not Dream About Saving Him


    Ten minutester, the treatment began.


    Charles, who had originally been as expressionless as a piece of deadwood, finally couldn’t hold back


    when he saw Neera was serious. He began to struggle. “What are you nning to do? Save him?


    Don’t be delusional! That’s a wug, a long-lost art. There’s no way anyone knows how to treat it. You’re


    daydreaming if you think you can cure it just by messing around. Be careful. If you make one wrong


    move, he’ll die in your hands!”


    Violet’s heart was already hanging high with anxiety, and his incessant chatter only fueled her anger.


    Impatiently, she pulled out a dagger, menacingly pressing it against Charles’ throat, warning him in a fit


    of rage, “Enough with the noise! Dare to utter one more word, and I’ll cut off your tongue to feed the


    dogs!”


    Her voice was crisp and sweet, yet her tone was fiercely intimidating, irresistibly drawing the attention


    of everyone present.


    For the first time, Neera saw that little girl showing her fierce side. Unexpectedly, she found it


    somewhat adorable, causing the corners of her lips to lift into a smile.


    Osbert and Luigi, however, couldn’t muster augh, gulping nervously. This little girl looks so cute and


    gentle, but why is her temper so fiery? It’s a bit scary…


    Charles was indeed frightened by the murderous look in her eyes, and he dared not speak anymore,


    his limbs feeling a bit weak.


    Seeing that Charles was behaving himself, Neera made good use of time and gave him an injection of


    medicine.


    Next, she gave Avery an injection.


    “This injection will alleviate some of your pain, but it won’tpletely numb you. So, when it hurtster,


    you’ll have to bear with it. Endure this once, and it will be easier in the future,” she said.


    Averyy on the bed, smiling and nodding as if he didn’t care at all, showing not the slightest bit of fear.


    “Sure, I have no problem with that.”


    Neera nodded and turned to instruct Osbert, “In a while, I will use a silver needle to draw out the


    mother wug from within the butler’s body. When the timees, you must follow my instructions and


    insert the silver needle into the meridian points within Mr. Cox’s body.”


    She meticulously exined to Osbert each meridian point where the needle would be inserted.


    Osbert carefully noted each one, responding seriously, “All right. Leave it to me.”


    Luigi was assisting on the side, helping to pass things around while also keeping an eye on the


    physical conditions of Avery and Charles.


    The three of them were prepared for a tough battle. Soon, the treatment began.


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    Neera signaled the people controlling Charles on either side to hold him tight and not loosen their grip.


    After that, she pulled open Charles’s cor, her movements as swift and precise as always. The first


    needle plunged into his chest, perilously close to his heart.


    No sooner had it been inserted than Charles reacted violently. He let out a painful roar, his body


    twisting awkwardly, almost convulsively. “Let me go! Let me go! It hurts!”


    If it weren’t for the people tightly gripping his arms on both sides, he would probably have copsed on


    the ground by then.


    His eyes seemed as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets as he screamed with all his might:


    Neera chose to ignore it, kept a straight face, and continued her work.


    In the blink of an eye, more than ten needles were inserted into his chest.


    The butler’s pain was intensifying, and he was on the verge of passing out.


    Yet the intense pain stimting his nerves forced him to maintain a terrifying rity.


    Meanwhile, on another bed, Avery was also affected.


    His face turned deathly pale in an instant, his brows furrowed tightly. Cold sweat trickled down his face,


    clearly indicating he was enduring an extraordinary amount of pain.


    Seeing that, the two elders of the Cox family were quite frightened. “Ms. Garcia, please take a look at


    Mr. Cox. What’s wrong with him? Why has hisplexion suddenly be so poor?”


    Violet was also unbearably nervous, her hands and feet icy cold. She muttered, “Satan…”


    Neera turned her head and calmly said, “Don’t panic. The wugling and mother wug can sense each


    other. The mother wug inside Charles has been stimted, causing the wugling in Avery’s body to be


    agitated as well. This is a good sign.”


    Neera was determined to force out the mother wug and wugling from the depths of their bodies where


    they were deeply buried.