"I'm out of strength, want to know... Save me!"
Shen Jiangqing stared at her intently, curling his lips into a wicked smile.
Ning Yichu was filled with raging anger inside, her face extremely somber. She glanced at the data on the screen and discovered that Shen Jiangqing was not lying; her vital signs were continuously dropping, leaving her with little time.
Her expression changed slightly as she put on her mask again, saying coldly, "Start the surgery, prepare the anesthesia!"
Shu Manxi was very annoyed by her commanding tone.
Yet faced with the current situation, there was nothing she could do, and she had to follow instructions.
The anesthesia was injected into Shen Jiangqing, her consciousness gradually faded, and she fell into a complete coma.
Ning Yichu's eyebrows were solemn as she picked up the scissors, cut open the clothes, and began the chest surgery...
Shu Manxi assisted at her side as an assistant.