Chapter 1501 Thirteen Mystic Needles!
- The sun was already high.
- Osmond Lestrange wiped the sweat off his forehead, took a sip of water, then went right back to treating the old lady in front of him.
- She was up there in years and had some osteoporosis. A few days ago, she hurt her back while doing tai chi, and it hadn’t gotten better.