The World of Mercenaries: The National Boss Is a Girl: Chapter 168 I want the best results

She trusts Shen Dongyang, and she will do whatever Shen Dongyang says.

Just like this operation, Shangguan Zhaohan didn't ask any more questions.

After being put on anesthesia, Shangguan Zhaohan fell into a drowsy sleep, and Shen Dongyang entered the operating room with him.

A curtain separates the two.

Shen Dongyang was biting a towel in his mouth, and he had a skin graft surgery today.

The burnt part of Shangguan Zhaohan requires the most tender skin on Shen Dongyang's body, such as the root of the thigh and the inner side of the arm.

After taking off his clothes, the chief surgeon was surprised to find that the man who had to repair his girlfriend's face turned out to be a woman as well.

"You really don't use anesthesia?" the chief surgeon asked again. This is simply Ling Chi, a kind of surgery that can make people feel unbearable.

Without anesthesia, the doctor even thought that this girl who looked like a boy would die on the operating table on the spot.

Shen Dongyang stretched out his hand and pulled out the towel in his mouth, and smiled fearlessly at the chief surgeon, "You have confirmed it many times."

"She loves to be pretty, and I want the best results."

She wanted Shangguan Zhaohan's face to recover without anesthesia.

The chief surgeon gestured with the doctor and nurse next to him.

The real Lingchi torture begins.

Going down together, the extremely fast knife peeled the skin meticulously.

The dense sweat on Shen Dongyang's forehead was like a spring, and he frowned, biting all the pain on the towel.

The little nurse next to her couldn't stand it any longer, she frowned tightly, wanting to turn her face away and not see this cruel scene.

Every time an inch of skin was cut from Shen Dongyang's delicate and fair parts, it was transplanted on Shangguan Zhaohan's terrifyingly damaged body.

The operation lasted for 21 hours, Shen Dongyang's complexion was as pale as a dead man, and his **** body made him feel sick to his stomach.

The towel in his mouth is already the fourth one.

"Finally... it's over." Shen Dongyang let out a breath, mechanically numbly tore off the towel in his mouth and sighed.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Dong tilted his head and finally passed out with confidence.

Previously, he had been using his mental power to help himself stay awake with the help of the power ring. After the operation, Shen Dongyang finally relieved himself of all his nerve power, and even at this moment, it was completely useless for life and death.

Even the chief surgeon was so tired that he fainted as soon as he got off the operating table.

Shangguan Zhaohan was pushed out of the operating room, Shen Dongyang was pushed out of the operating room, and the operation was completed perfectly.

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning, Shangguan Zhaohan woke up and blinked at the empty room.

Suddenly Shangguan Zhaohan seemed to realize something, and noticed that the stuffy and panic bandage on his face seemed to be gone. Shangguan Zhaohan's eyes widened and he frantically opened the drawer aside to find the mirror that the nurse had given her earlier. .

The moment he looked into the mirror, Shangguan Zhaohan suddenly widened his eyes.

The meat that had been scalded before felt the same, but at this moment, it was exactly the same as before, even more smooth and tender.

Shangguan Zhaohan looked and looked from the left, sighing and laughing like he was relieved.

She stared at the mirror, and the smile on her lips faded, because she found that Shen Dongyang, who had been with her from the beginning, was gone.

"Dongyang! Dongyang!"

Shangguan Zhaohan frowned and got out of bed in his hospital clothes. The panic in his heart became heavier and heavier. Shangguan Zhaohan looked for her anxiously: "Shen Dongyang?"

The passing nurse stopped her and said, "Are you talking about the person who came with you?"

Shangguan Zhaohan turned around and nodded heavily: "It's him, where is he?"

"Oh, he left early this morning."

"Leave?" Shangguan Zhaohan frowned, a little sad.

"Well, yes, he left early this morning." The nurse nodded again. This was a lie Shen Dongyang asked her to help round. She is very weak now and has no ability to move.

From the beginning to the end, she never wanted Shangguan Zhaohan to know what she had done, she was afraid that Shangguan Zhaohan would be sad.

The person who wanted to share the joy most was not there, and Shangguan Zhaohan turned back a little disappointed.

Just sitting down, Shangguan Zhaohan opened the phone address book, opened the phone book, and searched for Shen Dongyang.

Wanting to make a call to her, but not knowing what to say, Shangguan Zhaohan frowned for a long time and thought about what he wanted to say after waiting for a while, and walked to the corridor unknowingly.

After thinking for a while, Shangguan Zhaohan smiled, picked up the phone, and pressed the dial button.

"It's amazing, there was no anesthesia in the whole process, and the skin graft was done directly."

"The chief surgeon asked her not to use anesthesia? Guess what she said?"

Several nurses walked side by side, gossiping.

"How?" The slightly fat girl tilted her head and asked.

"The man said that she likes to be pretty, and I have to get the best results."

"Wow! It's so cute!"

"Tell you that man is super handsome, and is very good to her girlfriend. She had an operation for more than 20 hours without anesthesia, and she didn't faint in pain even once. She bit four towels and just finished the operation. , that person fainted."

"I also heard from the head nurse that what happened in our hospital yesterday, if my husband could hurt me so much, I would wake up laughing in my dreams!"

Shangguan Zhaohan paused and glanced at the two of them suspiciously, and then continued to stare at the phone, but the person on the opposite side was still unable to connect. After the nurses who talked at home left, the corridor was immediately quiet a lot.

When a ringtone came, Shangguan Zhaohan frowned. She had heard the ringtone, and it was Shen Dongyang's phone.

Shangguan Zhaohan walked towards the sound, the closer he got to the sound reflected in his ears, the louder it became.

Shangguan Zhaohan pushed the door open with both hands, and Shen Dongyang, who was lying in a coma on the hospital bed on oxygen, suddenly appeared in her sight.

Shangguan Zhaohan's feet softened, and the gossip of the two nurses suddenly echoed in his mind.

Skin grafting?

No narcotics?

Best results?

Twenty hours?

Shangguan Zhaohan's fingertips trembled, and he sobbed uncontrollably.

And what moved Shen Dongyang's emotions the most from beginning to end was Shangguan Zhaohan's tears.

After being unconscious for more than ten hours, Shen Dongyang opened his eyes miraculously and walked over.

The moment he touched his eyes, Shangguan Zhaohan covered his mouth, shaking his shoulders and sobbing sadly.

Shen Dongyang endured the pain in her arm and took off the oxygen mask. She looked at Shangguan Zhaohan and was a little surprised for a moment.

Why did Xiaohan come here?

Hasn't she already explained things?

Why is Xiaohan appearing here?

"Why did I make you cry." Shen Dongyang was a little at a loss, his voice was hoarse to the point of losing his voice, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of yellow sand stuck in his throat.

Hearing Shen Dongyang's voice, Shangguan Zhaohan removed the hand covering his face.