Chapter 707 (1/2)

”Is the bone marrow extraction successful?” Shen Zhiyu asked in a hoarse voice.

”You...” he Jiayi couldn't help but scold: ”you don't care about your body, even open your mouth to ask about the bone marrow first!”

Shen Zhiyu looked at he Jiayi with begging eyes: ”just tell me.”

He Jiayi stares at Shen Zhiyu and fiercely answers: ”don't worry, the extraction is successful. When the anesthesia is completely over, you can cry!”

Leaving this sentence, he Jiayi stormed out of the ward.

The sun goes down and night falls.

Shen Zhiyu can finally feel the existence of his body, but the pain is still severe. The suture of the surgical wound is like being torn.

When the anesthesia completely subsided, the pain of being gouged out by a knife came from every part of his body, skin, bones, meridians, and even the viscera. The pain made him want to roll on the bed, but his strength seemed to be drained together with the bone marrow.

Even if he lifted his arm, he would be tired. His chest was empty, with breathing and piercing wind.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open, and he Jiayi rushed in with two nurses.

”How are you?”

He Jiayi originally intended to ignore it. She wanted to make Shen Zhiyu suffer. She wanted to make Shen Zhiyu regret her choice, so she gave up blood research. However, he knew what kind of pain the patient would suffer after anesthesia. Finally, he could not help but rushed to Shen Zhiyu's ward.

As he expected, Shen Zhiyu was already in pain and was about to faint. As long as he clenched his teeth and grasped the sheets under his body with both hands, his gums were bitten and bleeding, and his pale lips were dyed red.