"Ugh~"
An hour later, someone finally vomited.
Wang Meng, after eating five servings, couldn't handle the accumulated toxins anymore. He collapsed to the ground and started vomiting uncontrollably.
The next moment, his face turned blue, he foamed at the mouth, and his entire body convulsed.
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Chen Fang immediately shouted from the side.
"I see it, don't panic, it's a minor issue." The middle-aged doctor walked over to Wang Meng and lifted him up with one hand.
At this moment, Wang Meng was curled up like a big shrimp.
"Needles!"
With a wave of the doctor's hand, a row of silver needles flew out from a box.
"Shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo!"
The silver needles pierced different parts of Wang Meng's body.
As the silver needles entered, Wang Meng's body gradually relaxed.
At the same time, the silver needles turned purple-black.
"Spit!"
