If she failed, she could become the slave of a witch!
Stay calm, it's just a surgery... Little Crow injected Chen Qi with a powerful anesthetic.
Despite the desire for unknown power burning in Chen Qi's eyes, his body convulsed briefly from the medication.
Little Crow, looking at Chen Qi on the operating table, said habitually with gentleness:
"Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor, with me here, I'll try my best to keep you alive..."
Like a nightingale's tender voice, with the doctor's comfort, Chen Qi slowly closed his eyes, his consciousness blurred, and finally, he fell into a deep sleep.
The surgery began! Little Crow tugged at her black gloves.
Chen Qi's bare back was exposed, and under the white light, the spider-like bloodstained blue lines looked particularly horrifying.
On the ragged flesh, flesh tentacles trembled slightly as if they would break through at any second...
Little Crow gave the flesh tentacles a shot of specialized anesthetic as well.
