"Thank you so much. It's a total of 100 game points."
In the hotel room, the uncle with beach pants threw a candy that was smothered with gastric acid into the soapbox beside him. He then pulled off his medical gloves and walked out of the bathroom.
"She should be fine for now. The wound on her stomach won't affect her movement, and the scar will disappear after three days."
"Will she return to her old self?" Zhang Heng asked as he looked at Peng Jiating, still lying unconscious in the bathtub. She was already dressed, and he had no idea how the uncle performed the surgery on her. Her abdomen had been cut open, but there was almost no blood on her, not to mention that it only took him fifteen minutes to stitch her back up.