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The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky Chapter 1295
“Don’t take it…!” Leon darted forward to stop Damian from taking the pill.
“That’s enough!” Furious, Patrick sent off his true energy, which swarmed Leon.
“The Emperor State?!” Leon paled and was sent flying before he had the time to respond. He barely managed to
anchor himself after backing away and felt his entire body shaking from the attack.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPatrick had only meant to warn Leon and did not plan on killing Leon, or Leon would be defenseless to his power.
Meanwhile, Damian had already swallowed the Snow Panax Pill.
“It’s over.” Leon sighed and shook his head, before giving up. He had tried his best to save Damian’s life, but since
both Damian and Patrick refused to believe him, there was nothing he could do.
Mister Yair proceeded to apply pressure on Damian’s compression points and the Snow Panax Pill Damian had taken
transformed into a wave of energy that surged through his body. Shortly after, the treatment was completed and
Mister Yair withdrew his hands.
“Dad, how do you feel now?” Penny asked.
Leon’s words had been far too terrifying and though she did not believe him, she was still worried for her
father.
“Much better. My legs feel much lighter.” Damian smiled.
“Really? That’s great!” Penny beamed. Patrick, too, was overjoyed to see that Mister Yair’s treatment was working.
“Damian, try and see if you can stand up!” Mister Yair said.
“I…can I stand up? Seriously?” Damian gaped.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You should be able to! This pressure point treatment technique has been passed down in our family for hundreds
of years and even if you’ve only been treated minutes ago, it should work! If I’m not mistaken, you should be able
to stand up now!” Mister Yair said proudly.
“Sure. Let me try!” Excited, Damian propped his arms against the handle of the wheelchair and slowly started to
rise. In the past, he would be in pain whenever he tried to stand, but at the moment, the pain had vanished and he
finally managed to stand.
“I’m standing! I’m standing on my feet!” Damian burst out laughing. He had been struck both physically and
mentally ever since he was bound to his wheelchair and his only wish had been to stand on his own feet once again.
At this moment, his heart was filled with excitement and joy that his dream had come true.