"This stuff can greatly ease her suffering at the one-hour mark."
"It's a good thing. The reason the archbishop managed to endure for an hour and a half back then was entirely thanks to this. Unfortunately, after one hour, the pain becomes microscopic, down to the nanoscale, and no medicine can help anymore."
"Forty minutes remain. Inject another one hundred milliliters in twenty minutes."
"Mm, she's only nine. Won't an overdose kill her?"
"Her body is different from ordinary people's, much stronger than it looks. Even if something goes wrong, as long as she can endure for an hour, she'll gain Cell Regeneration Level self-healing. Every cell in her body will be able to recover along with her emotions. For someone like this, all injuries deemed medically irreparable will cease to exist."
The bishops watched Helen roll about in pain on the lotus platform, talking among themselves while checking the time from time to time.
Mo Qiong really wanted to curse them: Damn it, I don't need this!
Injecting this stuff to numb the pain did help, but even without the relief, Mo Qiong could still endure it.
On the contrary, this stuff was seriously ravaging her body. The continuously injected anesthetics, along with the highly toxic solutions being used now, had already severely damaged Mo Qiong's central nervous system.
That damage was irreparable.
If she hadn't heard that the Fusion Lotus Seed could reach Cell Regeneration Level self-healing after one hour, which would be enough to repair this damage, Mo Qiong definitely would have found a way to refuse.
Mo Qiong sneered inwardly. In their eyes, Helen getting through one hour required some luck. If she failed to last an hour and was left with a lifetime of aftereffects, these people wouldn't care. They would simply regard it as