Qin Lan was woken up by the pain. The heart-wrenching pain made her feel like her body was being cut open by something cold.
Her eyelids trembled as she tried to open them, but the strong light made her close them again, but the real pain made her cry out in pain.
A blurry voice suddenly sounded in her ear. "Huh? You're awake? Has the anesthetic lost its effect?"
The footsteps gradually walked away. Not long after, the footsteps approached again and she felt a sharp pain in her arm. Although Qin Lan was in a daze, she still knew that she had been injected with an anesthetic.
In the last moment of her life, Qin Lan was filled with resentments. She hated Qin Xi, her parents, Cao Dajun, and Ye Ming, as well as the black-hearted doctor who had cut her open.
An invisible black aura floated out of her glabella. That was Qin Lan's soul. It was floating in the air.