She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 635

Chapter 635: Praying Magic

Gracie, propping her chin up with one hand, fell into deep thought. She had initially believed that Iker had only lost his legs in the car accident, but she hadn't expected him to be cast on by this magic.

However, without the organization's consent, they couldn't do it. Who exactly had cast such a dangerous magic on Iker?

Adrian naturally knew who did it, but the doer had been dead; bringing it up now would make no difference, so he remained silent.

By a twist of fate, the poison from Lucien randomly activated Iker's Serpent Magic within him. Coincidentally, Cheyenne had just recently achieved a breakthrough in the Thirteen Needles, gaining new insights.

Using silver needles to stimulate specific acupuncture points and leveraging the poison, the effects of Serpent Magic and Praying Magic offset.

She artfully and skillfully drew out the worms from Master Iker's body.

"Poof…"

Iker's body suddenly trembled, and he fiercely vomited up a mouthful of black blood. The black blood splattered onto the cement floor, creating one black bubble after another.

Then, his body went limp and he slowly collapsed. Fortunately, Cheyenne quickly reached out and supported his shoulder while a needle pierced his philtrum.

Iker's consciousness slowly awakened. He felt significantly lighter than before, even though his face remained pale. However, both his body and soul felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

Weakly, he raised his head and glanced at Cheyenne, his smile frail and heart-wrenching. "Miss Lawrence, thank you."

Cheyenne's eyes reddened slightly, glistening with a hint of tears. Her voice choked as she replied, "I should thank you instead, Master Iker. If it weren't for you, it would be me who was currently being consumed by this poison."

If she had truly ingested this poison earlier, even if she managed to save the child in her belly, there would have been lasting repercussions due to the instability caused by the toxin.

Doctors could heal others, yet they couldn't save themselves.

She could treat Master Iker with acupuncture, but what about herself?

Who could heal her?

So, Cheyenne sincerely expressed her gratitude to Iker.

Iker weakly smiled and, with Cheyenne's help, managed to stand unsteadily. His clear and sharp gaze swept across the audience and he declared, "I feel much better now, and my legs have never felt this strong."

After speaking, he turned and looked earnestly at Abel.

Standing straight, at ease, and then at attention, he saluted like a soldier.

"Mr. President, I request to return to the military and serve my country."

Abel had never expected that Iker would be able to return to the military in this lifetime, even though he had always felt sorry for him.

With a smile on his face, he patted the young man's shoulder and announced loudly, "Very well, I allow you to rejoin the East Wind forces. However, you must first fully recover. With your current weakened state, your subordinates might not follow your lead."

Iker nodded and had Cheyenne help him back to his seat.

Meanwhile, Lucien reached the most excruciating point of agony. His entire meridians were powerless, and his muscles couldn't even move. He reached out one hand and grabbed onto the hem of Cheyenne's pants.

"What... what did you do to me?"

Why was the pain so intense?

Cheyenne glanced at him and kicked his hand away, her eyebrows forming a frown, full of arrogance.

"We're not acquainted, so don't cling to me. My patient has already been cured during this match. Mr. Miller, don't you need me to treat you?"

If he actively asked her to treat him, it would mean admitting defeat.

Lucien's gaze hesitated, and he looked at Sophie amidst the crowd with a grim look.

Sophie nodded in response.