Everyone was attracted by Chen Dong's words, and then they turned their gaze back to Zhang Chaotian.
Based on Liu Zhenye's decades of work experience, Zhang Chaotian's current appearance was almost identical to that of a person who had just died, making it impossible for a case of suspended animation to occur.
"Impossible, Zhang Chaotian is definitely dead, there won't be any surprises."
Chen Dong ignored Liu Zhenye, and removed the needles from Zhang Chaotian's body, one by one.
Each time Chen Dong removed a needle, Zhang Chaotian's complexion would regain some color, and his stopped breathing would also resume; his completely pale face vaguely revealed a hint of faint redness.
When Chen Dong removed the fifth needle, everyone in the room held their breath and stared at Zhang Chaotian without blinking, in complete silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
They seemed to hear the sound of Zhang Chaotian's breathing.
The sixth needle.
The seventh needle.
