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Chapter 120 Han Qingrang: "Letting you suffer the pain of flesh and blood is just the lowest punishment for you."

The doctor in charge of the anesthetic brought the anesthetic immediately.

Han Qingrang: "Shave his hair off."

other people:"……"

The assistant didn't dare to stop, and immediately did as Han Qing asked.

In just a few minutes, Situ Ling's hair was shaved off, like a vulture's egg.

Patients undergoing surgery, if necessary, will have some parts of the hair shaved before surgery to facilitate surgery.

Today this is temporary, and coupled with the gloomy atmosphere, the assistant didn't take a breath when he finished shaving his hair in one go.

Han Qingrang took the anesthetic, his cold eyes were extremely cold, "Turn him over."

The assistant and the nurse next to him worked together to turn Situ Ling over.

"Scalpel."

The assistant handed it over.

"Cervical Tissue Retractor."

The assistant handed it over.

"Stripper."

The assistant handed it over.

"All go out."

The assistant was taken aback, and asked stupidly: "Doctor Han, what kind of surgical instrument is 'all out'?"

Han Qingrang slowly raised his eyes, it was as cold as if it had been quenched by thousands of layers of ice.

The dean next to him silently pulled the assistant, "It means get out."

In a matter of tens of seconds, the nurses, assistants, and the dean all went to the isolation area in the operating room to wait.

After they were all gone, Han Qingrang took out a chip the size of a fingernail and implanted the chip in the back bone of Situ Ling's head.

After implantation, sutures are used again.

Once implanted, the chip is ready to function.

Now, the first thing Han Qingrang has to do is to catalyze the anesthetic off Situ Ling's body.

Only about 3 minutes later, all the effects of the anesthetic on Situ Ling's body dissipated, his limbs regained consciousness, and he slowly opened his eyes, and he woke up.

But when he opened his eyes, there was still darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

"I... uh..."

He tried to speak, but the complete words could not come out of his throat.

It was quiet all around, there was no sound at all, he didn't even know where he was, where he was lying, or what was around him.

When repeatedly trying to make a sound.

"Uh--!!"

His whole body was throbbing with pain, and an extremely painful sound escaped from his mouth.

The painful voice was very weak, as if it was buried in the mud without being discovered.

Situ Ling wanted to raise his hand and touch his head, but he couldn't do it once, and he couldn't do it twice, he couldn't lift his hand no matter what, his limbs couldn't control him, the sense of pain was magnified several times, a wave Waves of pain almost made him collapse.

Situ Ling has never been so powerless and fragile as at this moment, like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Just when he was in great pain, a voice finally came——

"How painful is it?"

This voice is extremely cold, like the white snow that will not melt for thousands of years, it can freeze people in the glacier abyss.

Situ Ling's pupils shrank and opened, but he couldn't see anything, "You...you..."

Han Qingrang stood quietly on the edge of the operating table, looking at Situ Ling who was in such pain, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Letting you suffer the pain of flesh and blood is just the lowest punishment for you. If you dare to hurt her in the slightest, life will be your ultimate price."

"Who are you……"

finally--

Situ Ling asked this sentence with difficulty, his throat almost parched.

The pain all over his body was still being amplified, almost making him faint from the pain.

Han Qing let his eyelashes droop slightly, and took out a bone hammer from the neatly arranged surgical instruments beside him.

(End of this chapter)