Chronicle

"Matt, bear with it." Steve extended his index finger toward the bullet hole in Matt's chest. "Do it. I can take it." Matt was drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with pain as he gritted his teeth. Steve nodded. After exchanging a glance with Chen Hai, he concentrated his telekinetic power at his fingertip. The telekinesis seeped from his finger and probed into the bullet hole in Matt's chest. When it touched the bullet, Matt could not help but shudder. Steve held his breath and steadied himself.