Imperial Duke Zhan was puzzled.
He was obviously very clear-headed, so how could he lose consciousness in just ten seconds?
He felt as if his foot had been pricked by a needle, and then Imperial Duke Zhan started to count, "One, two, three, four..."
Before Imperial Duke Zhan could finish counting these ten numbers, he lost consciousness instantly and fell into a deep sleep.
Gu Qingxue controlled the amount of anesthetic accurately. After ensuring that Imperial Duke Zhan's state would only be unconscious for about fifteen minutes, she quickly began to treat his wounds.
This time, Gu Qingxue did not plan to treat too many wounds. She only treated the wounds on his two hands.
After taking off Imperial Duke Zhan's shirt, Gu Qingxue saw the scars all over his body.
She could not help but sigh. Gu Qingxue used alcohol to disinfect the scalpel that she had taken out from the research room. She cut open his flesh along the scar on his arm.
