My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 114

Chapter 114 Should’ve Worked

Charmaine was just about to administer the needle when Freya suddenly pushed her aside.

“The painkiller’s here!” Freya announced, her voice full of urgency.

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Before Charmaine could steady herself, she collided with the nightstand, watching as Freya hurriedly ordered the doctor to inject the medication into Emyr’s body.

“All done. After this shot, you should feel much better, Emyr,” Freya said, turning her attention to Charmaine with a mocking smile. “You really don’t know your place, do you? Emyr doesn’t need any of that nonsense!”

Charmaine stayed silent, rising to her feet and quietly stepping aside.

She decided to wait until Emyr felt better before returning to her room.

However, ten minutes passed, and Emyr’s condition showed no signs of improvement. If anything, his pain seemed to intensify, causing his body to jerk uncontrollably.

Alfred’s voice cracked as he spoke, “Mr. Emyr, why isn’t the pain letting up?”

Freya’s voice turned sharp as she glared at the doctor. “What’s going on? Did you mix up the medication?”

The doctor appeared confused. “The medication is correct. We’re not sure why it isn’t working this time.”

Charmaine took a deep breath. “Step aside. Let me handle this.”

acted as though Charmaine had said something absurd, grabbing her arm to stop her

safe while you could only manage to give him painkillers and nothing

Charmaine twisted Freya’s arm behind her, effortlessly pushing

at her, unable to comprehend how the woman who had just knocked

chest, her hands clenched into fists. “Charmaine, you’d better watch out. If Emyr

her, signaling for Tad to adjust Emyr’s position. Without a second thought, she

muscles were so

gently pressing her palm to his forehead. “Relax. It’ll be over soon.”

bed, glared at Charmaine with

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eyes open, his blurry vision searching for her.

clearly now. Despite the pain coursing through him, he

and quickly seized the opportunity. With precision, she drove the silver needles into key pressure points along his legs.

as time seemed to freeze. Gradually, Emyr’s twitching

lit up with hope. “Ms. Nelson, Mr. Emyr isn’t tensing up anymore.”

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