Zhou Siyu took out a first-aid kit from the car and gave Yu Wei some basic first aid before rushing to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Looking at the man in the driver's seat with a lollipop in his mouth and a gloomy expression, Yu Wei couldn't help but shrink back. He suddenly felt extremely worried about his future.

Zhou Siyu is an S-class Omega who has also trained in boxing, so his combat power is already very strong. In addition, after being induced by Yu Wei's Lianmucao Alpha pheromones, he underwent a second differentiation and actually mastered two superpowers: space-time severing and mind control. Moreover, his hearing is also abnormal. How can one word describe his abnormality?

The thought that he might be beaten to a pulp by Zhou Siyu without pheromone suppression filled Yu Wei with tears welling up in his eyes.

What else can you do? You chose this wife yourself, you have to spoil her even if you have to kneel down.

The car, which had been flying through the air, came to a steady stop. Zhou Siyu unbuckled her seatbelt, went around to the passenger side, opened the door, and bent down to unbuckle Yu Wei's seatbelt.

"I can go in by myself..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhou Siyu frowned slightly. The gauze was soaked with blood. Just how serious was Yu Wei's injury?

"I……"

If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you into the river.

Zhou Siyu picked up Yu Wei, kicked the car door shut, and turned to walk towards the hospital.

Before even reaching the emergency room entrance, Zhou Siyu saw a group of people walking out of the lobby, and the person in the middle looked very familiar.

"Zhou Siyu?" Qin Ge looked at the ostrich with its head buried in Zhou Siyu's arms in confusion, and then at Zhou Siyu covered in blood. "Did you hit someone?"

"You've come at the right time. Quickly check what's going on with him."

"Who is it? Such a precious one..." Qin Ge approached Zhou Siyu, reached out and touched Yu Wei's forehead, and laughed, "Where did you find this little darling wife? She's quite shy..."

"You're the one with a little wife! Your whole family are little wives!" Yu Wei turned around and cursed, a few traces of color returning to his paper-white face from blood loss: "Which eye of yours saw me being shy? You're framing me, let me tell you..."

"Yu...Yu Wei!"

Qin Ge was shocked for a few seconds, then immediately stepped forward with joy to hug Yu Wei, but Zhou Siyu dodged him.

“He’s injured.” Zhou Siyu frowned unhappily as she carried Yu Wei toward the emergency room. “Come and take a look at him to see what’s wrong.”

"Ugh, why should I listen to you? You're not my boss..."

"If you say another word, I'll send you to see your boss."

Zhou Siyu gave Qin Ge a cold glance, and Qin Ge's heart trembled involuntarily.

Holy crap! My God! My God! How did Zhou Siyu suddenly become so terrifying?

Yu Wei is on the verge of being subjected to domestic violence!

Qin Ge cut off the gauze, revealing a shocking wound.

The wound was about four or five centimeters long, deeper at the top and shallower at the bottom. It was hard to tell how deep it was, but in the shallowest part, the skin and flesh were torn apart, and the bone could be vaguely seen.

The strangest thing was that the cut surface of the wound had turned completely white, while the surrounding skin was bright red, as if it had been burned by something.

Qin Ge gave him a wink, and Zhou Siyu followed him out of the operating room.

"All the cells at the cut surface of the wound were necrotic, and the blood vessels and nerves were also damaged."

"Can it be cured?"

“Shut it up.” Qin Ge frowned, pointing to the imaging equipment. “But there’s a problem: the incision is very close to the heart…”

How confident are you?

Zhou Siyu subconsciously bit her thumb, her usual calmness replaced by anxiety and unease.

“Thirty percent.” Qin Ge held up three fingers. “If we had the equipment, we could add twenty percent, but right now…”

Qin Ge shrugged. He knew before he came that the medical level on Planet Twenty-Eight was low, but he didn't expect it to be this low. Apart from the wound suturing equipment provided by the government, the entire hospital had no other high-tech equipment.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. Given Yu Wei's situation, no one else could have done it. Thirty percent was already the best he could do.

"What if we don't cut it?"

"Just wait for the blood to drain out, then you'll die." Qin Ge sighed. "It's like a water pipe system; if there's a break in the middle, you have to cut the bad part and reconnect the good one."

"30% success rate, 30% success rate, then proceed with the surgery."

Zhou Siyu made up her mind that rather than waiting to die, she would let Qin Ge give it a try.

"Aren't you afraid..." of his death?

Qin Ge didn't dare say the second half of the sentence, fearing that Zhou Siyu might lose his temper and beat him to death, after all, Zhou Siyu was a combat-type S-class Omega.

"I'm scared." Zhou Siyu raised her head, took a deep breath, and grabbed Qin Ge's hand: "So, please, you must save him."

"I...I'll try my best."

He doesn't make promises because he's afraid to, fearing he won't be able to forgive himself if he fails.

"I believe you." Zhou Siyu released Qin Ge's hand and took a step back. "You won't let him die."

Qin Ge nodded. "You wait outside."

The following scene was too gory; if it frightened him, Yu Wei would probably nag him endlessly.

"Where's my wife?" Yu Wei rolled his eyes helplessly as he looked at Qin Ge, who had returned alone.

"The surgery is very long and painful. If you don't want him to see you paralyzed and incontinent, you can let him in."

Qin Ge rolled his eyes. "What's with all this 'wife' stuff?!"

How painful is it?

"The pain of ten million ants crawling on your wound and tearing at it..."

"Stop talking." Yu Wei gasped. "Immediately, right now, knock me out, make me completely paralyzed."

The thought of having a wound bitten by ten thousand ants sends chills down my spine.

"Can."

Qin Ge nodded. He had originally intended to use anesthesia on him, but the control over anesthesia was very strict now, and it required the signature of a family member or the patient before it could be used.

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