Chapter 827: Buying Time for Nicole’s Life!

Hart hung up the phone according to Wang Yun’s instructions, but he still felt uneasy.

“Brother Wang Yun, I told her exactly what you said. Do you really think she’ll come?”

Wang Yun patted him on the shoulder and replied confidently, “Don’t worry. I guarantee she’ll come. And it won’t take long before she gets here.”

Hart remained half-convinced. In his mind, he had already prepared for the worst. If Yula didn’t come and didn’t fall for the trap, he would lead his men and storm her laboratory. As for that woman Betzi—alive or dead, he would find her.

And the time had also come to settle the score for what had been done to his daughter.

Meanwhile, Nicole’s unconscious sleep was far from peaceful. She kept kicking off the blanket covering her.

Wang Yun walked over and used a towel to wipe the sweat from Nicole’s forehead.

Seeing how uncomfortable she looked, he knew that in her current state she wouldn’t even last another hour.

Wang Yun turned to Hart with a serious expression.

“Hart, Nicole’s condition isn’t optimistic. I’m afraid she won’t be able to hold on for even an hour on her own.”

Hearing this, the brief sense of satisfaction Hart had felt from outmaneuvering Yula instantly vanished. His face filled with fear and despair. He looked at Wang Yun, unconsciously grabbing his sleeve like someone clutching at a lifeline.

“Brother Wang Yun, didn’t you just say she could last two hours? It hasn’t even been that long. How can she suddenly not make it?”

After speaking, he hurried to Nicole’s bedside, calling to his daughter with a heart full of pain.

“Nicole… Nicole, look at Dad. Nicole, can you open your eyes and look at Dad? I’m begging you, please open your eyes and look at me.”

But the girl lying on the bed only shifted weakly in discomfort. Her eyes remained tightly shut, with no sign of opening.

Wang Yun walked over and helped Hart up from where he had collapsed to the floor.

“Hart, listen to me. I can use traditional Chinese acupuncture to suppress her condition temporarily. But she still needs surgery as soon as possible.”

The moment he heard there was hope, Hart immediately grabbed Wang Yun’s hand tightly.

“Then hurry—please save my daughter! What do you need?”

Wang Yun paid no attention to the pain from Hart gripping his hand so tightly that it had turned bruised. He calmly looked at him and said,

“Hart, don’t panic. I know traditional Chinese medicine, but I don’t have proper acupuncture needles with me right now.”

The moment Hart heard there were no needles, despair returned instantly.

How could acupuncture be done without needles?

One moment heaven, the next moment hell.

The emotional swing left the man looking exhausted and worn.

At that moment, Aviva, standing nearby, seemed to remember something.

“Sir, I remember when you were looking for medical equipment that might help cure Miss Nicole, you once obtained a pack of needles from somewhere. They seemed to be made of pure silver. I’m not sure if they’re for acupuncture.”

Hart seemed to recall something as well. Hope suddenly returned to his eyes as he looked excitedly at Wang Yun.

“Brother Wang Yun, come take a look with me.”

Wang Yun nodded and followed Hart downstairs.

When they reached the door, Wang Yun looked at the two people still in the room.

“Aviva, please wipe Miss Nicole’s back with a hot towel, then have her lie face down. She shouldn’t be wearing any clothes. Big Mouth, come with us.”

“Alright, Mr. Wang Yun.”

Aviva responded and went to the bathroom inside the room.

Big Mouth immediately followed Wang Yun and Hart.

Hart led them all the way to the basement—his specially prepared medical room for Nicole.

Inside were all kinds of advanced equipment, along with rows of medicine shelves.

They were filled with all sorts of medicines Nicole might possibly need.

Hart walked over to the medicine rack and pressed a switch. The shelf slowly lowered.

Seeing this, Big Mouth’s mouth fell open in shock. Even Wang Yun looked curiously at the high-tech medicine rack. Not only could it automatically move up and down, but it also had refrigeration functions. Many medicines required low-temperature storage.

At that moment, Hart excitedly took out a small wooden box.

“Brother Wang Yun, come see if it’s this.”

Wang Yun took the box. It was decorated with exquisite relief carvings, almost like a piece of art.

He carefully opened it.

Inside, resting on black velvet, were twelve silver acupuncture needles engraved with coiling dragon designs.

Under Hart’s hopeful gaze, Wang Yun slowly nodded.

Hart let out a long breath.

“That’s good… that’s good.”

With the silver needles in hand, the three of them returned to the room next to Nicole’s and waited for Aviva.

At that moment, Wang Yun silently summoned the system within his mind.

Host: Wang Yun

Age: 23

Constitution: 300 (has reached the current human limit)

Upgraded: Immune to all poisons physique

Intelligence: 300 (has reached the human limit)

Skills: 1. God-level Parkour, 2. God-level “Butterfingers Flower-Plucking Finger” Technique, 3. Advanced Telekinetic Retrieval Technique, 4. Advanced Shadowless Knife …

Skipping over the list of his skills, he looked at the remaining amount of his Shock Points.

Shock Points: 15,680,251

Exchange Store: (Open?)

A thought crossed Wang Yun’s mind.

‘System, exchange for God-level Acupuncture and God-level Traditional Chinese Medicine skills.’