The little dancer is big, and her movements are steady.

As she moves, the syringe advances, slowly injecting the drug into Sabrina's body.

As the drug runs out, she pulls out the needle.

"There's a reaction." Simon said in a low voice.

Sabrina's fingers trembled a few times, her pale complexion gradually recovered, as if suddenly revived.

The dancer put down the things, nervously guarding her mom.

"Mommy..."

Sabrina only felt a great pain in her ...