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Scalpels, hemostats, sutures... Doctor Strange shook his head as he sorted them out, obviously dissatisfied with these tools, but he had no choice.

The Winter Soldier built a simple stove with stone bricks in a corner of the operating room, and the Scimitar Warrior brought firewood and a clean iron pot from the kitchen.

Kakashi hung the pot over the stove to boil.

All the tools, including the stone axe that had been wiped with alcohol, were thrown into the boiling water.

Then Doctor Strange changed into a surgical gown, put on gloves, raised his hands in front of him, and raised his chin to you.

"Clear the area, everyone else leave the operating room."

Black Widow quickly walked out with a group of people, and Loki also took away Ethan's head.

During the operation, he planned to fulfill Ethan's wish and restore his body.

You have already changed into a surgical gown. There are no nurses here, so you are the only one who can assist Doctor Strange. Besides, only by staying here can you give Li Shen the greatest sense of security.

With a large bottle of alcohol in hand, you poured it over a pair of Doctor Strange's gloves.

I disinfected my gloves myself, took out all the tools from the pot, and spread them out on the cart.

At the same time, Li Shen took off his shirt, revealing the six demon wings.

Doctor Strange turned and stood in front of the operating table. "Lie down on it."

Li Shen is very obedient.

But before doing so, he leaned forward and kissed you deeply for a long time, with only your lips touching.

You felt his lips and breath tremble.

After separating, Li Shen's eyes repeatedly scanned your face, and finally he looked into your eyes and smiled, "Don't worry."

"I can't help but worry." You suppressed the pain in your heart and the tears in your eyes, and smiled at Li Shen, "Remember, you must live strong, otherwise, whether you go to heaven or hell, I will accompany you."

"...No." Li Shen was too sad. Even if he died, he wanted to hear you say that you would live well.

"If I say yes, then it's okay. I won't leave you alone. I won't let you be lonely again. So, life and death, we'll be together." You stood on tiptoe again and kissed him on the lips, "Let's start the operation."

Li Shen lay obediently on the operating table.

Doctor Strange took a deep breath, "I'll inject you with anesthetic first. Count."

Li Shen closed his eyes, "1, 2, 3, 4..."

After counting to 8, his voice began to become unclear and he fell asleep.

First, Doctor Strange used a stone axe to make a small cut on Li Shen's back, carefully avoiding major blood vessels and nerves.

You stared at the hemostatic gauze nervously, and as soon as Doctor Strange stretched out his hand, you quickly picked it up with tweezers and handed it to him.

As the operation progressed, Doctor Strange began to cut off the demon's wings.

Every blow of the axe is a great test for Doctor Strange.

After all, no matter how skilled his medical skills are, his memory is vague, and he is currently relying entirely on instinct.

Doctor Strange quickly clamped the bleeding point with hemostatic forceps, closed his eyes and raised his head, trying hard to search through all the surgical scenes that emerged in his memory.

"I can do it." He encouraged himself quietly, "I can do it."

After opening his eyes and lowering his head, his technique was precise and swift, and each cut was just right, trying to avoid causing additional damage to Li Shen.

But it is still too strenuous for one person to perform this operation.

A thin layer of sweat formed on Doctor Strange's head. As you wiped it off, you heard him mutter, "This operation is too difficult. If only we had another orthopedic surgeon..."

Just said this.

A black shadow suddenly appeared around Li Shen's body.

The black shadow floated in the air for a circle and then landed beside Doctor Strange, gradually taking on a human form.

When the man's dark aura dissipated, your eyes widened, "Li Shen?!"

"Demon's power. I'm not dead, my soul is just temporarily separated from my body." Li Shen stared at his body and tried to press the narrow wound where he had just cut off the first demon wing. "The wing bones here were not completely cut off. A part of it is left in my body. I'm afraid it won't meet Lucifer's requirements for breaking wings."

Doctor Strange was shocked, "You're not a spirit? How can you touch yourself?"

"It's a soul, you can touch it. Theoretically, I'm in a sterile state now. Give me the axe." Li Shen stretched out his left hand.

You immediately took the axe and handed it to Li Shen.

Afterwards, Li Shen naturally became the lead surgeon, with Doctor Strange assisting him.

Although none of them had performed surgery to cut off the demon's wings, Li Shen had a strong sense of his own body. He could accurately identify which part belonged to the wings and which part needed to be peeled off and returned to his flesh and blood body.

A wing is cut off, and you rush to hold it.

This big wing is heavy. You carefully carry it to the table beside you and put it down gently.

Originally, you thought that bringing Li Shen to this dungeon might be a wrong decision.

From the moment you played the organ, you vaguely felt that it might be the right decision to bring Qin Che into this copy.

But now, you have completely put aside those wild thoughts.

Only Li Shen can lead you through this dungeon.

If anyone else were to come except him, it would probably be a disaster that would make you completely despair.

Doctor Strange stopped trying to act tough and started joking beneath his mask. "Actually, without energy support, it's very difficult for me to perform surgery with such precision. Just now, I relied entirely on my mind to forcibly control the fall of the knife, no, the axe."

"You've done very well." Li Shen's voice was steady. He swung the axe again, cutting at the point where the wing connected to the shoulder blade. "Stop the bleeding."

Doctor Strange immediately applied hemostatic forceps to the bleeding area.

"Little Jasmine, wipe your sweat."

You hurry over there.

Li Shen was stunned for a moment, "I am a soul, I don't sweat, so I asked you to wipe his sweat."

“Oh.” You quickly ran to Doctor Strange again and wiped it for him.

"Get ready to catch this wing." Li Shen took the axe and did the most delicate work.

You turn around again and pick up the big wing that is about to fall.

With Li Shen's skillful cutting, he chopped the bones with an axe.

Another wing landed in your arms.

Li Shen let out a long breath, "The lower pair of wings are connected to the spine, Doctor, I need your guidance."

Doctor Strange leaned closer and pointed the hemostat at Li Shen's back, "Here..."

The two of them cooperated with each other in perfect harmony.

Doctor Strange's experience in neurosurgery gave Li Shen a stronger sense of belief.

The precision of Li Shen's hands also allows Doctor Strange to be calm and confident every time he gives orders.

As the last demon wing was cut off, Li took a few deep breaths, and his soul was suspended in the air again, slowly falling back into his body.

Doctor Strange quickly sutured the last incision.

He stepped back, removed his gloves, and a tired but cheerful expression appeared on his face. "Miss Captain, congratulations! The operation was a success. However, to prevent Dr. Li from experiencing too much pain, I will continue to give him anesthesia until we can get him out of the dungeon."

Only then did you relax, and your legs felt extremely weak, and you almost knelt down in front of Doctor Strange.

"No need for such a grand ceremony." Doctor Strange smiled at you. "This operation was a huge success for Dr. Li. I have more than just respect for him. My feelings for him have been sublimated, and I admire him even more."

You held onto the operating table and slowly squatted down to the ground.

He groped for Li Shen's hand, which was resting on the edge of the operating table, and held it tightly.

Tears silently washed your face.