Unconscious (1)

There were still some bloodstains on song Qiming's swollen face. There was a circle of obvious knife marks on his shaved head, left by an open - skull operation. It looked a little scary.

If an ordinary person saw this scene, their legs would go soft. However, Xia ruofei had seen blood on the battlefield. Naturally, he would not be affected by this.

He quickly stepped forward, put his hand into his pocket, and took out a few pieces of jade from the medium. He waved his hand and arranged them around the operating table.

This was a small array plate that Xia ruofei had made on a whim. Its function was simple. It could interfere with the surrounding aura. Not only was it soundproof, but it could also prevent the camera from taking a clear shot.

It wasn't completely impossible to capture, but the image would become a little blurry and distorted, as if it was separated by a thick fog.