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Zhang Xiaowei treated it as if he were farting, turned his head to Lv Ruoxi and instructed, "Ruoxi, help your mother up."
At this point, the father and daughter could only place their hopes on Zhang Xiaowei.
Lv Ruoxi and her father hurriedly stepped forward to help Madam Lv up from the bed.
Zhang Xiaowei pinched the silver needle and sat down by the bed.
Waiting for Madam Lv's back to face him, Zhang Xiaowei lifted her hair and focused on her nape.
"Hmph, young and yet so full of big talk. You even claim you can cure Madam Lv's illness, I bet you don't even know where the hematoma is," Qin Jing'en said with disdainful mockery.
Unaffected, Zhang Xiaowei's thoughts stirred and his eyes flashed with a bright light.
The skin at the back of Madam Lv's neck transformed into nothingness, and the flesh underneath gradually parted.
Soon, several cervical vertebrae came into Zhang Xiaowei's view.
And the hematoma that was pressing on the nerves was now in plain sight.
