HOÀN THÀNH
The One Who Keeps The Venom Saves People
The snake wriggled in the grip, its body tightened around the stainless steel handle and then released, its tail hitting the edge of the operating table with a harsh sound. Trinh Mien Du held the animal's neck tightly with his thumb and index finger, holding the exact point on the back of the neck where it could not turn its head to bite, while the other three fingers of his left hand were only half-closed by reflex - the two little and ring fingers no longer had enough force to squeeze, they only knew how to follow along to take the shape of a hand. She's been used to it for twenty-four years now. What she wasn't used to was that this snake thrashed harder than any other...
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