The door was locked, and the room designated for surgery fell into silence.
Yingtao and Zhang Xiuer stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the unconscious Li Xingwen with real trepidation.
They both worried that if the surgery failed, things would spiral out of control.
"Don't worry, I can do this," Zhao Yang lifted his head and gave them a confident smile.
All three had thoroughly disinfected themselves to prevent unnecessary infection to the patient, and then it was time to anesthetize Li Xingwen and begin the operation.
Once the Longxiang Mixed Yuan skill was developed to a certain degree, it could vaporize unhealthy tissue inside the human body through the abdominal wall. Unfortunately, Zhao Yang's skill level had not reached that point, so he had to conduct the surgery in the traditional manner.
When Yingtao and Zhang Xiuer saw Li Xingwen's abdomen being opened, the bloody odor and the grotesque sight of flesh unnerved them to the point of near collapse.
