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"Brother," my sister just leaned in my arms and whispered in my ear, "I hurt, I hurt..."

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Brother is here..." I gently patted my sister's back, rubbed her arms, and comforted her softly, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

My sister sobbed again, stretched out her right arm and said to me: "Mom, she just stabbed me with something, it hurts so much..."

Mom again!?

I took a photo of my sister’s arm with my phone, and a burst of anger suddenly emerged: My sister’s arm was now bruised and purple, covered with scars, and there were at least five or six needles densely inserted near her wrist! And there were

Several needles penetrated the skin and flesh, and bright red blood oozed out.

Fuck, is mom going crazy?

Cursing in my mind, I reached out to the needles with both hands and carefully pinched one.

I swallowed and glanced at my sister's expression. She bit her lips tightly, sweat beads on her forehead, and I could tell she was nervous.

I pulled out a needle with a sudden force, and some blood came out along the way.

"Ah..." My sister couldn't help but screamed in pain, her expression was very painful.

My breathing also became heavier.

What a bastard.

Every time I pulled out a needle, my heart felt like it was being twisted. Although my sister tried not to cry out in pain, my anger was getting stronger and stronger.

MD, even if you are a mother, I will tell you today!

After pulling it out, I took my sister's hand and said bitterly: "Where is mom now? We are not going to sleep. Let's go find her first and ask her clearly!"

My sister's body trembled with fear, and her voice trembled as she said, "No, don't go. She's not at home now. I, I don't dare to go..."

Fuck, not at home? Ran away?

My eyes naturally looked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, just by looking at this, my eyes almost popped out:
Chapter completed!