CHAPTER 148

Meanwhile there at the Yunche prison facility, the day dawned with a sense of apprehension lingering in the air of the prison sick bay.

The sterile scent of antiseptic hung heavy, mixing with the faint aroma of sweat and fear.

Romeo lay on the cold examination table, his jaw clenched in anticipation of what was to come.

A muscular masseuse stood beside him, his hands coated in a layer of soothing massage oil.

He wore a stern expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he prepared to tackle Romeo's dislocated shoulder.

Three burly inmates flanked Romeo, their arms crossed over their broad chests as they held him firmly in place.

Their muscles rippled beneath their prison-issue shirts.

Romeo's face was a mask of stoic determination, though a hint of apprehension flickered in his eyes.

A scrap of cloth was clenched between his teeth, muffling any sounds of pain that threatened to escape.

With a nod from the masseuse, the inmates tightened their grip on Romeo's limbs, ensuring

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