After arriving in the operating room, Chen Nan carried Yun Fei to the operating table.
He prepared the surgical tools and didn't allow the nurses to stay inside, leaving just him and Yun Fei alone in the operating room.
"Hiss…"
A clear sound was heard as Chen Nan's fingers, condensed with True Qi, glided lightly across Yun Fei's chest like sharp blades, slicing her clothes open instantly.
In the past, Chen Nan couldn't wait to get a few more glances and touches of her unparalleled bosom.
But now, he had no such thoughts, and after gently moving the clothes aside, the wound on her left breast was exposed.
On her smooth, fair skin, a small wound the size of a pinkie finger was revealed—blurred with blood and flesh, it was a gunshot wound.
His fingers gently brushed the edge of the wound, and Chen Nan felt extreme heartache. He picked up the scalpel and made a slight incision in the wound, revealing the shattered ribs inside and the bullet that had penetrated her heart.