Waylon Sacket’s movements were slow and steady.

Everyone could clearly tell Chana Jackson regained the color on her face soon after. Her breathing also seemed to be back to normal.

The equipment around kept beeping as if she was just about to recover.

Maren Failes felt relieved after seeing the sight.

“As expected from a man of this caliber!”

Harvey York frowned while he glared at Waylon’s movements.

Right when he was about to tap on Chana’s stomach, Harvey immediately spoke.

“Stop!” he coldly exclaimed.

“You need to stop this right now!

“Are you trying to kill her or something?!”

Waylon’s body shuddered, causing him to miss.

He angrily glared at Harvey afterward.

“Where did you learn the Devil’s Hand?” asked Harvey coldly.

Waylon’s eyes twitched with a horrible expression after hearing those words.

‘How could he tell what I was doing?’

He learned the trick all the way back from Seed Frontier. The Devil’s Hand could temporarily bring back a person on the verge of death,