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Chapter 63: Miss Amelia, What Are You Doing?
Author: Sammy X
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“It’s done now”

Amelia opened her eyes impatiently and hurried to where William was standing.

She gasped noticing that the paleness on her mother and sister’s face was slowly disappearing.

Their complexion was getting lighter and at first glance, you could tell that they were getting healthier by the second.

Tears filled her eyes and she hugged William Miller tightly, pressing her huge chest against his.

His face turned red and he felt awkward.

She was so heavy against his chest.

“Miracle Doctor, I knew that you wouldn’t fail at this. Thank you so much. I’ll call my father in before he dies of worry” Amelia smiled excitedly before leaving the room in a hurry.

After she left, William began to collect his needles and wipe them clean before gently placing them into the transparent box.

When he plucked out the last needle from the acupoint below Ava’s belly, the meridian connection in her body was restored and her eyes popped open almost immediately.

The first person she saw was William
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