840: Who is the Puppet Master (7)_1
Translator: 549690339
Tara Summer's attempt to leverage strength failed, her hands slipped, and she fell hard on the ground once more.
"You…" She looked up, her lips trembling, "what have you given me!?"
As a doctor, at that moment she felt weak and powerless, a clear indication she had been drugged.
"Don't worry," said Snow Eagle with her arms crossed, looking down at her, "it's just some drugs that make you weak and sleepy. It won't harm your body, especially…"
Her gaze shifted from Tara's face to her legs, "especially it won't leave your legs 'crippled'!"
She spat out the word "crippled" with such venom and emphasis, her teeth practically gritting.
With her head tilted back, Snow Eagle standing against the light, at that moment Tara could not see her expression. However, the anger and resentment emanating from her were so intense that they could not be ignored.
A subtle tremor ran through Tara as she pressed her lips tight, staying silent for a long time.