In the domain space, Shu Jiaying let Yu Chenfeng lie on the cold bed. She nervously asked the large screen flashing with snowflakes, "Can you tell me how I can save Yu Chenfeng? I promised him that I would save his life. Can you tell me...how can I save him?"
The big screen suddenly went black, but after a flash, a picture of a group of doctors pushing a patient into the operating room appeared on the screen.
Shu Jiaying immediately shouted, "You want me to perform surgery on Yu Chenfeng? But I don't have a scalpel or any medical equipment right now. If I rashly perform surgery on him, won't he die faster?"
Big screen: "He's going to die whether you do the surgery or not. If you do the surgery for him, maybe he can still survive."
Shu Jiaying: "What about the scalpel? Can you provide it?"
Big screen: "You are so stupid. This is your own territory. You can have anything you want. As long as you put your mind to it, what you want will be in your hands."
Shu Jiaying: "Then I want medical equipment like the one that appeared on the big screen just now. I want a ventilator, I want oxygen tanks, I want anesthetics, I want..."
Big Screen: ...
A string of ellipsis interrupted all of Shu Jiaying's requests.
Shu Jiaying: "What do you mean?"
Big Screen: "Usually, the appearance of the '...' symbol means the conversation is over. Do you really think the domain space is omnipotent?"
Shu Jiaying: "What did you say just now?"
Big screen: "I'm just talking, is that not enough? Then why don't you want the moon in the sky? Girl... Be realistic. You are in the ancient space, where there is absolutely no modern medical equipment. But you can ask your domain for a knife as sharp as a scalpel. As for anesthetics?
Girl...your domain has a natural preservation effect. Even without anesthetics, that man wouldn't feel a thing as you ripped him open."
Shu Jiaying: "What about the painkillers? If there's no anesthetic, at least they should give me some, right?"
Big screen: "That man can't feel anything anymore, what painkillers do you need?"
After finishing speaking, the big screen flashed, and soon it disappeared into the domain space.
"Hey...don't walk so fast!"
Shu Jiaying hugged herself helplessly, mumbling to herself, "Why are you walking so fast? At least you can teach me again. I don't know anything now. What should I do?"
After asking the question, Shu Jiaying found that there was suddenly a small knife and a needle and thread in her hand. She waved the knife and needle and thread in front of her eyes, feeling both amused and helpless.
"Oh my God... please don't tell me you're going to let me complete a major surgery with just these two things? If the senior professors at the medical school knew I was so careless, they would be pissed to death. Sigh... what should I do?"
After taking a look at Yu Chenfeng who was still in a deep coma, Shu Jiaying finally walked up to him with the "surgical tools" in her hand.
Shu Jiaying clasped her hands together and bowed three times toward heaven, praying, "God, please help me. You must bless me to have a successful surgery this time. Please!"
After finding the right spot for surgery on Yu Chenfeng, Shu Jiaying used the "scalpel" in her hand to cut into his stomach.
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