Luring The Wug Pest
Early the next morning, Leila took Willard to the research center.
The treatment was extremely crucial and somewhat tricky, requiring assistance.
Thus, Neera called for Osbert, thinking it would be a good opportunity for him to gain some practical
experience.
“Mr. Saunders, there’s no need to be nervous, just relax. Once this treatment is over, the wug pest in
your body will be gone,” said Neera.
Willard lay on the sickbed, giving her a kindly smile. “My heart is at ease, Neera. With you taking care
of me, I have a hundred reasons to be reassured.”
With a smile, Neera gave Osbert some instructions about what to pay attention to during the treatment
process and then began to work.
After sterilizing the silver needles with alcohol, she initiated the dry needling.
That process was grueling. The demand for Neera’s skills was extremely high. Not even halfway
through, a layer of sweat had already formed on her forehead.
Willard was also in unbearable pain, his brows furrowed tightly, his face turning purple from the agony.
The pain caused by the wug pest continued to persist.
Most importantly, Willard must not lose consciousness. It was crucial for him to stay alert.
Otherwise, Neera would have knocked him out with anesthesia.
Willard was in so much pain that he could grind his teeth to dust. As she watched his reaction, she
continued her actions while simultaneously offering him encouragement. “Just hang in there a little
longer. It’s almost through. Once you get past this ordeal, the pain won’t be as intense…”
It was hard to tell if Willard heard that or not as he tightly shut his eyes, crying out in pain.
Roughly an hour later, the wug pest, as expected, was finally lured to his wrist.
Through the thin skin of Willard’s wrist, Osbert could clearly see something moving beneath Willard’s
veins. It was a sight that was utterly terrifying!
Neera also noticed it and made a quick decision, grabbing the scalpel. “Osbert, in a while, I’ll be cutting
open his finger to let the blood out. The wug pest will crawl out, and you should put it into this glass jar.”
Osbert nodded, then asked with confusion, “Neera, can’t we just kill this wug pest directly? Why do we
need to keep it?”
“We have to.” Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Neera said, “This wug pest must be used as a
medicinal ingredient for his treatment. There can be absolutely no mistakes.”
Osbert understood. “All right, I got it.”
He was ready, holding the glass jar, his eyes fixed intently on Willard’s hand.
Neera watched the wug pest still wriggling under Willard’s skin. Gritting her teeth, she used a sharp
blade to slice open his finger.
Soon, dark red blood began to flow from the wound.
In no time, a thin, light red worm wriggled its way out of the wound.
Osbert felt a chill run down his spine. He felt uncomfortable and even a little disgusted staring at the
bug.
However, he steeled himself, gripping the wug pest with tweezers as if he were handling a landmine.
Then, he quickly tossed it into the glass jar and securely sealed the lid.
After smoothly finishing all his tasks, he sighed deeply, then looked disdainfully at the wug pest in the
jar. “So this is what a wug pest looks like. To think such a small thing is capable of causing such
immense harm to the human body. If you hadn’t told me it’s a wug pest, I would have underestimated
it!”
Instead of wasting time chatting with him at the moment, she quickly attended to Willard’s bleeding.
She bandaged his wound, and then meticulously removed the needles one by one.
Willard was in so much pain that he was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Yet upon hearing Osbert’s voice, he forced his weary eyes open, tilting his head to look toward the
glass jar.
He stared at the terrifying wug pest, asking weakly. “So… This is the bug… that’s inside me?”
Neera carefully threaded the needle, taking the time to respond to him. “Indeed. Rest assured. It has
now been forced out of your body and will no longer pose any threat to you. You can be at ease from
now on. If you feel tired, sleep. The treatment is over. There’s no need to stay awake.”
After taking several deep breaths, Willard felt the pain had lessened considerably. “All right, I am a bit
tired…”
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes heavily, as if he had let go of all the strength in his body.
His whole body seemed to soften, and his grip loosened.
After checking his pulse and finding no abnormalities, Neera felt a bit more at ease.
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