Chapter 398 Afraid I’ll Eat You Alive or What

• With two fingers, Dominic lightly pinched a silver needle and slid it into Ms. Yan’s thigh and abdomen. A few more pricks followed, and his inner force poured in through the needle tips like a surge.
• The stubborn chill lodged in her meridians was blasted clean by that torrent of energy. Bathed in its warmth, the meridians that the cold had gnawed at began to knit back together, thread by thread.
• Ms. Yan could clearly feel the change. The waves of stabbing pain that used to flare up during her episodes were gone without a trace, replaced by a deep, steady warmth.