"Could you give me some painkillers? I'm afraid of pain!"
After a moment's hesitation, Old Fang firmly refused her, "I'm afraid that won't work."
What if using painkillers affects your brain nerves?
The implication is quite clear: there's only one test subject!
Guan Yuxi really wanted to curse, she really wanted to jump up and yell.
But there was nothing she could do.
She simply closed her eyes and snapped, "Come on! Hurry up!"
The sharp needle pierced her skin.
The excruciating pain made her tremble uncontrollably.
She gritted her teeth, trying her best not to cry.
Since the ending was already predetermined, she didn't want to die such a pathetic death, and she didn't want to bring shame to her grandfather!
It really hurts.
The syringe was at least twice as thick as the one used for regular injections.
A cold, unidentified liquid was injected into her body.
Soon, she felt her body become lighter.
At the same time, her hair was carefully combed through.
After the snip of the scissors, she saw her hair fall out.
Immediately afterwards, a sensation similar to shaving with a razor appeared on her head.
"If you have any questions, please ask quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for more than a few minutes."
Her pain receptors are incredibly sensitive.
She was afraid that she would die of pain the moment her head was opened.
"etc!"
Through the mirror, she saw a gleaming scalpel hovering above her head.
Old Fang stepped forward, staring intently at her, "I'll ask you one last question: How will posterity evaluate me?"
Guan Yuxi stared blankly at him, "A rotten apple that's going backwards."
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