I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

“Procaine…” Wu Xie picked up the empty bottle from the ground and read aloud.

"Lingzi, why do you carry anesthetic with you all the time?! Don't you know that this stuff is addictive if you use it too much..." Wuxie muttered to himself.

About five minutes later, Ling Xiao felt the anesthetic take effect. At this moment, Hei Xiazi also brandished his black and gold short knife and said, "Then the blind man can begin."

Ling Xiao simply tossed the Emei Dagger to him and said, "No matter what method you use, cut it off at the mark on the Emei Dagger. The cut doesn't have to be neat, but the Emei Dagger cannot be re-curved. 500 million!"

Hei Xiazi couldn't bring himself to refuse after hearing about the 500w.

"Lingzi? Wasn't it supposed to be surgery? Why are you doing this?" the fat man asked as well. After all, the anesthesia had already been administered, and now the surgeon was being asked to cut a weapon... This... was truly...

Ling Xiao lay on the ground, laughing weakly, "My body can't handle surgery in this condition. I'm severely depleted of blood. Surgery without any preparation would be too risky."

As Hei Xiazi sharpened his Emei dagger with his knife, he said, "Young Master, do you have a better idea?"

"You want to use the Emei thorns to block it," Jieyuhua guessed Lingxiao's thoughts.

"Yes, after Blackie cuts it open, he'll insert the steel pillar along the wound, then use fire to connect the wound to the pillar, temporarily blocking the bleeding so the wound won't get infected... Once we're out of the tomb, we can have surgery to remove the steel pillar." Ling Xiao nodded and shared his idea.

"Are you crazy!" Red Eyes was the first to object. "Do you even know what you're doing? If the wound gets infected, it'll be all over. You might as well just use a lighter to heat it up; that would be much safer!"

"There's nothing I can do. You'd better fix my wound not healing problem first," Ling Xiao said with a sneer.

"I told you, you'll be fine after taking the Corpse-Eating Pill. Why didn't you wait a little longer? Giving Jieyuhua a hint and putting hallucinogenic drugs in your blood to force him to hurt you, what good does that do you?" Red Eye was separated from Ling Xiao, unlike his previous experience. He couldn't grasp Ling Xiao's thoughts, and because he was separated and missing a part, he couldn't guess Ling Xiao's thoughts either.

"Of course, it's to make Brother Xiaohua fall in love with my true appearance! Look, isn't he in a hurry to clean my wounds?" Ling Xiao couldn't help but show off to Hongyan as he watched Xie Yuhua carefully cleaning his wounds.

"That's guilt, not love..." Red eyes looked somewhat forlorn.

“I didn’t realize you were so knowledgeable. But I have to tell you, this is love. He loves me, but he’s not entirely clear about it yet. I’ll tell him slowly,” Ling Xiao said confidently.

He thought to himself as if he were deceiving himself: the word "love" is too broad and too general. Protecting flowers and plants is love, loving one's country is love. Shi Xi did not specify in what way he expected Jieyu Hua to fall in love with him. He had narrowed his path before. If they couldn't be lovers, they could be friends. If it failed, he would only have been here for a year.

I'm just... a little wronged, and my heart isn't feeling well.

Seeing the tears on Ling Xiao's face, the understanding woman who was always watching him noticed them and quickly wiped them away with a tissue, saying, "Did I hurt you? I'll be gentler."

Ling Xiao grabbed his hand and bit it hard. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you love me?" Why don't you love me either?