Zoe opened her eyes slightly and watched Chen Si take a transparent jar and pour something resembling salad dressing onto her wounds.
Was I seeing things? Were my injuries so severe that I was hallucinating? Why hadn't Doctor Charns even picked up a scalpel?
"Doctor Charns, aren't you going to use a scalpel?" Zoe asked weakly.
"Miss, this is my special painkiller. I'll perform the surgery after applying it," Chen Si explained.
"All right. Thank you."
As the salad dressing poured onto Zoe's wounds, arcs of electricity traveled through it and into her injuries, giving off a faint glow.
Not only did Zoe feel no discomfort, she even felt as warm as if she were wrapped in spring sunshine. Her wounds felt as though they were being gently caressed, bringing her faint traces of pleasure.
Chen Si healed Zoe's wounds just enough to stop the bleeding and leave them partially scabbed over. He couldn't go too far, or it would be too shocking.
Zoe felt much of her weakness fade. When she opened her eyes, she discovered that the wound on her abdomen had already stopped bleeding.
"Doctor Charns, you don't seem to have operated on me yet, but my wound seems to have stopped bleeding..." Zoe was a little stunned.
Zoe realized that the pain in her liver and stomach had actually disappeared. Could a painkiller have such an effect? Even Marley's most advanced hospital didn't have medicine this effective.
"Ah... there's something you don't know, miss. What I used on you wasn't an ordinary painkiller. This jar of medicine has been passed down in my family since my great-grandfather's generation. It's a miracle medicine made from a combination of precious ingredients: thousand-year-old ginseng, five-hundred-year-old Frost Iron powder from Mystic Mountain, saliva from a three-hundred-year-old sea turtle, the essence