Chapter 636: Miss Lawrence, Your Takeout Has Arrived

Once Cheyenne got the answer she desired, she was about to remove the silver needles from him when he couldn't bear the pain and started scratching himself randomly.

You see, the meridians and acupoints in the human body are interconnected. Pulling out the wrong needle could have adverse effects on the entire body.

"It hurts so much..."

"I'm about to die from the pain... Please, Miss Lawrence, help me quickly," he pleaded.

Cheyenne paused for a second and then smirked with satisfaction. She lifted her vibrant red lips and replied, not too fast, not too slow.

"Alright, I'll help you. It serves you right for moving around recklessly!"

With lightning-fast speed, she removed the silver needles from his body, and Lucien magically discovered that his pain disappeared immediately.

This was the marvelous healing skill of Chulae. Truly extraordinary.

Before Lucien could even rejoice, security personnel from backstage swiftly approached and captured him, dragging him away forcefully.

He had violated the rules of the game and had malicious intentions. The National Intelligence Agency had to suspect what his purpose in Onistead was. They arrested him temporarily on charges of espionage. No one had expected the competition to end with such a conclusion.

With Lucien captured, Mason and Eddie automatically gave up the match.

It was Cheyenne who, with her luck and skill, became the champion of this year's Abona Medical Competition.

earned her

even more excited than Cheyenne,

weren't for Cheyenne's intervention, Almond Hall wouldn't have brought back the glory of

bookie was on the verge of

people had bet on Cheyenne's victory, so he would

settlement came,

half a million turned

five million turned into fifty

Kyson secretly

also got involved, but when he made a move, it was a

it had turned

the money, he couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his

to Eddie's advice and bet the

had only bet two million and had missed out on a whopping thirty

true winner of this competition was Iker, who not only made a profit of billion but also accidentally found the solution to the

felt joy for Cheyenne's

IMS

back to the center of the stage, calmly e announcing, "I declare the winner of this competition to be Miss Cheyenne, and she will also qualify to go to the

the key to the Presidential

this small, red box with

key. At 9 o'clock tomorrow morning,

obtained the coveted key she had dreamed

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