***
Mai Xiaomai looked at Leng Wanxin lying on the bed with genuine conflict.
She was just a forensic doctor, not a physician, and she had never performed surgery on a living person before.
If something went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Mai Zi, don't hesitate, I believe in you! No matter the outcome!"
At that moment, Leng Wanxin on the bed started to groan painfully again, curling up into a ball.
Feng Qinglang hurried forward, grasping her hand and calling out, "Erya, does it hurt again?"
Leng Wanxin weakly opened her eyes, gave him a powerless look, then closed them, "You should go, don't worry about me. My death has nothing to do with you."
"Erya—"
Feng Qinglang held her hand tightly, taking a handkerchief to her forehead to wipe away the cold sweat, "Please stop making a fuss, okay?"
"Feng Qinglang, I don't need your pity. Go away and let me die in peace."
Leng Wanxin pushed away his hand that was wiping her sweat.
