Su Wan only felt the scene before her eyes drift.
The pain was as fine as needles. At a certain moment, Su Wan felt that her body had long been out of her control.
She could feel that strange swelling pain screaming in her body. Su Wan's breathing gradually became faster, and her heart rate became more unstable.
Would it be so painful when she died?
It was clearly such an uncomfortable moment, but Su Wan actually had the urge to laugh or cry.
She cursed in her heart. The anesthetic needle that Jiang Xuecheng had arranged for people to give her was useless!
Su Wan's fingertips trembled slightly. Her pale lips had been bitten by her teeth and were stained with a scarlet color.
Just when Su Wan felt that she could not hold on any longer, she suddenly heard a burst of surprised cheers from all around her.
"We did it! We did it!"
"This must be a miracle in the history of surgery!"
