Hearing that, Seth ducked his head. To his surprise, the needle was sticking out of the acupoint located around the center of his palm. Although two-thirds of the needle was inside of him, not a drop of blood could be seen.

In fact, he felt no pain at all.

“What the heck is this?!” He stared at his hand as he realized the needle was still moving. The realization made him uneasy, so he plucked out the needle and threw it on the ground. “Brat!” he roared, “When did you stick this in me?”

“Forget when I did it,” Kingsley answered with a smirk. “Answer me first.”

Before Seth could say anything, Kingsley continued, “That surgery you mentioned, is it a very precise operation in which great skill is required?”

“Of course!” Pride was written all over Seth’s face. “This is considered microsurgery, so it requires a lot of skill and precision for it to succeed.”

Then, as if realizing something was off about the question, he asked, “Why are you asking this?”

“Nothing much.” Kingsley shrugged. “I only wanted to know if a person with shaky hands could operate.”

“Are you even a doctor?” Seth burst out laughing.

“If you have shaky hands, you cannot even perform an appendectomy, let alone such highly technical operations…” He paused in the middle of his speech and looked down to find his right hand trembling slightly.

It was actually trembling at the same rate as the moving needle!

Furthermore…

how hard he tried, he could not stop

What is going

as all

so proud

Tristan Zinkleigh even praised him for them, saying his hands were born

they were

career as

held up his

when they

the doing of

is just terrifying. He killed

filled with deep-seated fear as they

the operating theater. Hence, no one wanted to

have to operate, no one wanted to

a fate worse than

the others realized what had happened, they were

had proven once more how powerful

even more determined to be

“My hand… Save me!”

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