The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 405 Needles and Heart Eyes

“Left turn ahead!” Lucas suddenly pointed toward an emergency exit.

Without hesitation, Jaime swerved sharply; the car shot up the ramp at an almost vertical angle. The rear tires spun for a split second before regaining traction, and the vehicle burst out of the parking structure like an arrow loosed from a bow, merging into the night traffic.

“Lost them!” Jaime let out a long breath, though his hands on the steering wheel still trembled slightly.

Sloane only then realized that her back was drenched in cold sweat. She glanced down at Shawn and saw that, though still unconscious, his breathing had steadied.

“Head to my place in the suburbs,” Jaime said, wiping the sweat from his brow. “It’s completely safe there.”

When they arrived, Sloane immediately got to work. She laid Shawn flat on the bed, her long, steady fingers brushing lightly over his neck until she pinpointed the acupoints where the poisoned blood had pooled. Then she took out seven needles from her case; with a flick of her wrist, they slid into the points in one smooth, fluid motion. The thin ends trembled faintly, emitting a soft hum.

legendary restoring Technique? I read about it in

one of the needles. “The poison’s already hit his heart–I need to restart his system and flush it out fast.” Her fingers flicked one of

Jaime blurted, crouching beside the bed like a curious child. “This technique actually exists? I thought it

his lips curved in faint

holes. She picked up a square of white gauze, dipped it into a special medicinal solution, and

Jaime burst out, barely able to contain his excitement. “You’re actually pulling this off like something out of a medical textbook! What’s in that serum? Can

cut him off,

mouth shut

washing over her.

do you take apprentices? I

laugh; a faint blush colored her pale cheeks. “You’re too kind, Mr. Jaime.