The operation continues.

One of Fei Qiluo's right arm was cut off, and the blood and muscle tissue on the shoulder were like countless silk threads, connecting the countless tiny blood and muscle tissues picked out from the evil dragon's arms.

At least forty or fifty kinds of potions were constantly injecting into Fei Qiluo's body, and the glow produced by various healing techniques was constantly pouring into Fei Qiluo's body from Song Gat's fingers and palms.

The operation took a long time. After completing the work she needed, Ganna quietly withdrew from the laboratory as before, and then leaned on the iron door outside the laboratory, allowing her sweat to flow freely.

Medical wizards are not as easy as many combat wizards think.

In fact, especially medical practitioners with relatively high levels of skills, the separation of life and death seen is much more than the separation of life and death seen by almost all combatants.

Every treatment mission is a battle, and medical practitioners have to bear tremendous pressure.

Because even in battle, whether a savant survives depends on many factors, but in the medical department, the life and death of a savant who is likely to be treated depends only on whether the medical practitioner's treatment is successful.

Especially if the rescuer is a savant he knows or even his friends, this pressure will be even more infinitely magnified.

For a long time when he just started to become a qualified medical practitioner, after some treatment tasks failed, Ganna often burst into tears and even said sorry in her dreams.

Until now, Ganna still cannot view death calmly, even if she doesn't know the magicians who died in battle for faith.

In her eyes, Fei Qiluo's choice is extremely dangerous and has a very small chance of survival, so just like before many surgeries before, she chose to wait outside. Even if Fei Qiluo dies, she doesn't want to see the scene of Fei Qiluo's death with her own eyes.

As time passed by minute by minute, the sky outside also changed from blue to gray, and then to deep black.

Finally Ganna heard the moving thing behind her.

She turned around and saw that the pale face Song Gat was a little exhausted, grinning at her.

"How about it?"

She asked softly, her face looking calm, but her voice trembled a little.

"I can't see it yet."

Song Gat looked at her seriously, "You have to observe for a while before you can determine if you can go out for a midnight snack with me."

The light of hope suddenly ignited in Ganna's eyes.

Although this is mixed news, at least Fei Qiluo did not die during the operation.

"What's the specific situation? Figoro is still taking medicine, or has he finished taking medicine, and is in a coma?" she asked quickly immediately.

"The medication has been completed, and it depends on whether his body can support it after the effect of those drugs has passed." Song Gat leaned against the door frame, "This is the most critical stage, because we do not have the forbidden technique of the Evil Dragon Cultist. It just forced the use of medicine to change the corrosion of some Evil Dragon particles. Next, it depends on Fei Qiluo's own body resistance and whether he can slowly adapt... Fortunately, all his physiological reactions are normal now."

Ganna said nothing more.

The two of them fell into silence in this corridor.

This silence may have lasted for a long time until Fei Qiluo dies or truly awakens.

But a sound of breaking through the air broke the silence.

Song Gat, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

A look of surprise appeared on Ganna's face.

This laboratory itself is a special area of ​​the Special Affairs Office. There will be no patrol teams coming at normal times. However, at this time, the sound of breaking through the air around made both of them feel that at least two patrol teams surrounded the building.

A tall figure first appeared in their sight, at one end of this quiet corridor.

The tall figure was surrounded by red magic power, and a surging dragon breath came towards me.

So much so that the squad of magicians that followed this tall figure was easily overlooked.

"Mr. Angel?"

Ganna was a little shocked and couldn't help but speak out.

This is an important figure in the Kingdom of Edge. Previously, the Senate of the Kingdom of Edge, the existence of the Fire Dragon Bloodline, appeared at the opening ceremony of the National Competition.

After the battle at the Dova Palace, he became the most important figure in the reorganization of the Special Affairs Office and had greater power.

"I felt the evil aura, which came from the Evil Dragon King."

Angel looked at Song Gat with a calm face, and looked at the iron door slightly opened behind Song Gat, "Doctor Song Gat, your whereabouts are still in the St. Lauren area. Why did you suddenly sneak back to the medical room of the Special Affairs Office? Can you tell me what's going on?"

"It's very simple." Song Gat shrugged, "It's just a medical trial."

"Is that so, then we should be able to see it?"

Angel strode forward, and five savants from the Special Affairs Hall followed him. They didn't care about Song Gat's answer at all, and pulled the slightly opened iron gate.

"What do you want to do? Get out of here!"

The angry voice of the old goblin professor Figoro sounded.

Figolo, who was tidying up some catheters next to the operating table, had his face twisted.

On the operating table beside him, Fei Qiluo looked very terrifying. The evil dragon arm he had replaced was slightly larger than his arm, and there was a light iron-gray dragon scale, emitting purple-black aura.

What is most terrifying is that his body is generally smoked by purple-black flames, and his normal skin and purple-black skin are intertwined. Especially his slightly opened left eye is pink, which forms a strong color conflict with his purple-black right eye.

"If I read it right, this is not a normal medical trial."

Angel didn't care about the old goblin professor who was already a little hysterical. Two magicians walked over and easily put the old goblin aside. Angel, with a handsome and elegant face, turned around and looked at Song Gat, and said slowly, "This should be the evil dragon arm from Bishop Netherworld. The Special Affairs Office has issued an order specifically for this evil dragon arm, ordering the research institutions of the Saint Dawn Academy to directly destroy it, and you were also one of the main responsible persons at that time. Now this arm is attached to this student of Tielin Academy. How do you explain it?"

"It's all connected, and it's quite successful."

Ganna's face turned white and her back was covered in cold sweat again, but Song Gat seemed to have an indifferent look, shrugged her shoulders and looked at Angel and said directly, "The key is what do you want now?"

"This is an arm of the Evil Dragon King, which contains the dangerous power of the Evil Dragon and must be completely destroyed!"

Angel said firmly, "No matter what you want to do... this is not allowed in itself. So we must now remove the evil dragon arm and destroy it, and then assign a medical practitioner to check his body. If his body is invaded by the evil dragon craft element, then we will try to clear the evil dragon craft power in his body."

"Are you crazy? This is my research..." The old goblin professor was furious when he heard that the work he had just completed after working hard was about to be cut off again, but his resistance had no effect at all. A magician who controlled him even blocked his mouth with something.

"I am the authority of the Medical Department of the Special Affairs Department. I think there is no problem with such grafting. It will only allow him to get powerful power to fight against the Evil Dragon King. What's the problem?" Song Gat's face became more and more serious, and his waist was getting straighter and straighter.

Ganna looked at Songgart blankly.

Compared with usual, Song Gat is completely different. She never thought that the hippie smile, the unkempt Song Gat could become as hard and sharp as a magician weapon.

"Since you are so persistent, we must first consider whether you have collusion with the Evil Dragon Cultist. We will review you first." Angel waved his hand apologetically.

The three magicians behind him flashed in their eyes, and they were about to step forward to take Song Gat away.

"So, is it going to fight?"

Song Gat looked at Angel and the three magicians with expressionless expression, "Although I am a medical sorcerer, I am definitely not your opponent, but I have many friends in Echimara and many people I have saved. If I fight, I will definitely look good."

Angel's brows frowned deeply.

The entire laboratory was in a stalemate and silent for a moment.

Angel raised his eyebrows, he had made up his mind to bear the consequences.

But at this moment, a heartbeat sounded.

The heartbeat was not loud, but because it appeared suddenly or increased suddenly, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Fei Qiluo!"

Ganna's breathing paused completely.

The heartbeat sound comes from Fei Qiluo's chest.

Fei Qiluo's chest was fluctuating violently, and his heartbeat was several times faster than usual, but the purple-black part of his body was rapidly fading.

Even his right arm, the iron gray color quickly disappeared, and instead turned into a faint crimson.

Only his right pupil is still the deep purple-black and iron-gray intertwined.

Angel suddenly felt a terrible aura emanating, and he subconsciously felt dangerous.

At this time, Fei Qiluo's eyelids just pounded slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

A surprise glance flashed in Songgart's eyes.

Fei Qiluo's eyes fell on Angel.

Angel subconsciously took a half step back.

The halo in Fei Qiluo's pupils made him feel a little dizzy.

"I also felt the evil aura, the aura of the Evil Dragon King...but this aura comes from you." Fei Qiluo gasped gently, as if trying to adapt to the air again, but at the same time, his faint voice also sounded.
Chapter completed!