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    It happened suddenly, catching everyone off guard


    When the servant came to serve tea, she stumbled and spilled the hot liquid on Glenn’s legs. “Ah!” the servant screamed as she dropped to her knees. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it!”


    Glenn’s legs were already in a serious condition. No one knew what might happen if they were burned with hot tea


    Everyone was shocked, except for Glenn. He looked at his legs indifferently. His legs were so badly damaged that he didn’t even feel the pain from the hot tea. He doubted again whether Dr. Riss could heal them. Over the years, he had endured countless treatments from doctors who couldn’t cure his legs. Even though Dr. Riss, a highly skilled doctor, had been brought in, Glenn had little hope


    At that moment, Glenn appeared calm, but inside, he was overwhelmed with grief. Connor rushed forward and rolled up Glenn’s trouser legs to check the injury. Glenn’s pale, thin legs were exposed. They were red and swollen, with severalrge blisters. Looking at the servant kneeling on the floor, Connor felt deep sympathy for Glenn and angrily scolded her. “How could you do that?”


    “Forget it, Connor,” Glenn said tly, as if the injured legs weren’t his own. “My legs are useless anyway. What’s the difference if they’re injured or not?”


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    Since learning that Connor had brought in Dr. Riss, the highly skilled doctor, Glenn had been happy. But today, he felt discouraged again and spoke with depression


    Connor sighed, “Glenn, don’t lose hope. Dr. Riss will surely find a way to heal you.”


    Glenn forced a bitter smile and replied, “I appreciate your optimism, Connor. But facing the reality of my condition, I can’t help but doubt any possibility of recovery.”


    “Though Dr. Riss isn’t a god, she possesses remarkable skills,” Marissa interjected


    Glenn nced at her, his smile tinged with skepticism. “Thank you for the reassurance. However, I’ve been offeredforting words countless times over the years. They no longer hold any weight.”


    Marissa produced her acupuncture tools, her tone confident. “Glenn, I assure you, your legs can be healed, and you’ll believe me soon.”


    All eyes turned to the glinting silver needles in her hand. Everyone present recalled how she had saved Arabe using these very tools. Yet, they doubted whether lightning could strike twice


    Connor quickly fetched a chair for Marissa, his faith evident as he helped adjust her dress. Marissa met Glenn’s gaze steadily. “You may have lost hope, but let me attempt. I’ve learned a few techniques from Dr. Riss.” With a decisive motion, she inserted a silver needle into Glenn’s shin


    Glenn felt nothing


    The onlookers leaned in, anticipation evident. Undeterred, Marissa continued the acupuncture treatment with calm precision. By the tenth needle, Glenn furrowed his brow


    “Are you alright, Glenn?” Arabe asked anxiously


    “Uh, it hurts,” Glenn murmured


    “Where does it hurt?”


    “Well, here.” Glenn pointed to the scalded area of his leg


    After saying that, he was stunned. He responded instinctively and only realized what he had said after a moment. His words hung in the air, stunning everyone. The idea that he could feel pain seemed almost imusible


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