Chapter
24
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A little while later, everyone was looking down at Tom sleeping on his bed.
“He’s under anesthesia, so he won’t feel any pain.” Amon took out a small bag from his pocket and put it by Tom’s head. He put on his surgical gloves and pulled out of his bag a pencil-like twig, a rubber mallet, and a small medicine box. Then he applied green ointment to the tip of the pointed twig and approached Tom"s forehead.
“Wait! Are you going to nail this branch on his forehead?” Isabel stopped him in shock.
“Yes, is something wrong?” Amon replied indifferently.
“You said it was a simple procedure! This is a brain surgery!” Isabel yelled sharply.
“Right. It’s a simple procedure. Nailing a twig on the third eye!” Amon fixed the twig with the ointment at the center of Tom’s fore
