At this time, a weak female voice took over Lin Lin's words.

Lin Lin turned around and saw that the person who spoke was Song Rong.

Her face was pale, and there was a hint of pleading in her eyes. Her voice, though small, rang out clearly in the room: "Dean Lin...that was Xiaoguai who made the noise just now. He's a little scared of the environment here. I've already calmed him down. He won't yell anymore and interfere with the inspection. Can...can we not capture him for research?"

Lin Lin was confused when she heard this. She had no idea what "Xiaoguai" Song Rong was talking about.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and ripples of doubt arose in her heart.

Could this "little cutie" be some kind of special pet? However, this shielded room had been rigorously inspected before, and there was no sign of any foreign creatures infiltrating.

Or perhaps it was an unknown creature closely related to Song Rong's condition? As soon as this thought emerged, it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up countless speculations in Lin Lin's heart.

Lin Lin walked to Song Rong's bedside and asked softly, "What is Xiaoguai? You have to tell me in detail. This may have a great impact on our examination and your treatment."

Song Rong pursed her lips, a little hesitant, but still spoke slowly: "Xiaoguai is the elf who has been with me since I fell ill. Only I can see it. It is usually very well-behaved, but the environment here makes it too scared..."

These words startled Lin Lin. Although she had been devoted to studying various difficult and complicated diseases, this was the first time she had ever studied a "little elf" imagined by a patient.

However, she also knows that in the patient's cognition, this is real and may be deeply related to her mental state and even her condition.

Lin Lin comforted Song Rong and said, "Don't worry, we won't hurt it easily. But you need to tell me, is this the first time Xiaoguai has behaved like this? Has he ever had a similar reaction?"

Song Rong recalled for a moment, then nodded. "In the past, when I was in a bad mood or in an unfamiliar environment, Xiaoguai would also feel a little uneasy, but he had never screamed as loudly as he did today."

Lin Lin was lost in deep thought, her brows furrowed and her eyes solemn.

The "Xiaoguai" who had just appeared was like a mysterious mystery, constantly circling in her mind.

She speculated that the many abnormalities in the previous examination report were most likely related to this mysterious "Xiaoguai".

This "little good boy" is like a variable hidden in the dark, silently affecting the inspection results.

Her thoughts couldn't help but drift to Yaya, who was also receiving treatment. She wondered if Yaya was also facing a similar inexplicable situation, or if there was also a mysterious factor like "Xiaoguai" interfering with the treatment.

However, Lin Lin couldn't understand why "Xiaoguai", who had always been with Song Rong, would act to hinder Song Rong's treatment. Was it out of instinctive fear, or was there a deeper reason?

Could it be true, as she suspected, that once Song Rong recovered, "Xiaoguai" would disappear? This thought lingered in her mind, but it was all just unfounded speculation. Currently, there was no clue to answer her questions. These countless doubts were like a tangled mess, making her feel a little upset.

Lin Lin took a deep breath and tried to put aside the complicated doubts in his mind for the time being.

She turned to look at Zhao Ming, her eyes becoming firm and decisive. She said, "Get ready and start extracting tissue cells for testing! What just happened has no impact on the equipment or the environment. We can't delay any longer."

At this moment, she decided to focus on the current treatment steps, hoping to find answers about "Xiaoguai" through subsequent examinations and analysis.

After receiving the instructions, Zhao Ming immediately began to organize personnel to prepare for tissue cell extraction.

The nurses checked the surgical instruments again to ensure that each one was strictly sterilized and in the best condition for use.

The doctors in charge of the operation adjusted the instrument parameters and made full preparations for the extraction work.

Lin Lin came to Song Rong's side, looked at her slightly nervous expression, and said softly, "Song Rong, relax. We are going to perform tissue cell extraction now. You just need to get some sleep, and it will be over when you wake up."

Her voice was gentle and soothing, like a soft breeze, trying to brush away the tension in Song Rong's heart.

After thinking about it, Lin Lin decided to tell Song Rong that it was possible to perform surgery directly after the extraction today.

She held Song Rong's hand and looked into her eyes sincerely: "Song Rong, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

When Song Rong heard Lin Lin's words, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but when she saw Lin Lin's firm and warm eyes, she gradually calmed down.

Lin Lin continued, "Don't worry, this is a little surprise for you! If the cell extraction results are ideal, we may proceed with surgery directly after the extraction today to better treat your condition and reduce your pain. Our entire medical team will be by your side, so don't be afraid."

"Dean Lin, I believe you." Song Rong's voice was a little trembling, but with a firm trust.

Lin Lin smiled and nodded: "You are a brave girl, we will do our best."

"This operation is mainly to solve your obesity problem, which is crucial to improving your physical condition. Once you recover, you can live like a normal person." She patted Song Rong's hand gently, then signaled to the anesthesiologist that they could begin.

The anesthesiologist skillfully prepared the anesthetic and whispered to Song Rong, "I'm going to start injecting the anesthetic now. It might be a little painful, but you'll fall asleep soon."

As the anesthetic was slowly injected, Song Rong's voice became softer and softer, and her eyelids gradually became heavy, as if an invisible hand was slowly pulling down the curtain of her consciousness.

She tried to open her eyes wide and took one last look at Lin Lin. Her eyes were filled with trust, dependence and a hint of fear of the unknown.

In this brief eye contact, it seemed as if a special power was transmitted between the two of them. Lin Lin also looked back at Song Rong closely, giving her the final comfort and encouragement with his eyes.

Afterwards, Song Rong fell into a deep sleep, and his body relaxed, like a sleeping baby.

Lin Lin breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that every step forward could not afford to go wrong.

She turned around, her eyes filled with solemnity and concentration, and said to the medical staff around her, "Let's start. First, try not using skin softeners to see if her skin can be separated. If not, then apply softeners. Everyone must be cautious."

Every word was powerful and echoed in the quiet shielded room, making all medical staff deeply feel the weight of this responsibility.

The lights in the operating room seemed brighter. The strong light made the operating table look like a stage in daylight, and every detail was visible.

The gentle humming sounds from various instruments intertwined together, like a symphony played for life, with a tight and orderly rhythm, creating a tense and sacred atmosphere for this battle against the disease.