The middle-aged man's scream suddenly rose in pitch. Veins bulged on his neck, and his entire face turned purplish red.
"Hold him down!" Li Yahong rushed forward, but still struggled to restrain him.
Zhao Yanqiu picked up the phone from the table and shouted for the medical team to come over.
The scene descended into a degree of chaos.
"I'll do it, Auntie!" Xiaoxiao said, her soul leaving the doll and directly possessing the man.
A level 20 ghost held absolute dominance over ordinary people.
The middle-aged man quieted down, and Li Yahong sat back down with a sigh of relief.
The flesh at the severed limb squirmed, making a sticky sound that set teeth on edge. Pinkish-white new tissue swelled like fermenting dough.
The growth of bone, muscle, and other tissue was clearly visible.
Two minutes.
In just two minutes, under the watchful eyes of the three of them, a complete lower leg had formed.
Pale, tender skin wrapped around well-proportioned muscles, and even the toes were twitching nervously.
Xiaoxiao ended the possession, and the man had already passed out.
"He fainted. His vital signs are fine." Li Yahong crouched down to inspect him.
Wu Heng said, "Next time, we should give them anesthetic first. I don't have much experience with this either. That nearly went wrong."
"Mm, ordinary people don't have your kind of willpower." Zhao Yanqiu smiled, then glanced at his lower leg again. "This really counts as a medical miracle."
Knock! Knock!
After a rapid knock at the door, the medical team rushed in.
When the Doctor at the front saw the wet, newly grown limb on the floor, he dropped to his knees to examine it without even remembering to put on rubber gloves. His voice trembled. "This..."
It seemed they knew each other.
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