Gu Qing's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and a translucent blue interface suddenly exploded in the upper right corner of his vision. Song fonts jumped out coldly: [Zhutian Wulin Game Invitation: The host's vital signs are on the verge of exhaustion. A life-extending mission is bound. Are you sure to enter? The red countdown in the lower right corner jumps crazily.
"... Extended life?" A broken breath came out of his throat. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he could only stare at the numbers from the corner of his eye.
Xiao Zhou panicked and reached out to touch his forehead: "Teacher Gu, don't scare me! Do you want to call Dr. Zhang? Is your analgesic pump working?" She couldn't see the floating interface, so she thought Gu Qing was in a daze before his death.
The countdown on the interface jumped to "10", and light blue light cast tiny spots of light in the ward. At this moment, a hand with thin calluses and old scalpel scars on the knuckles gently rested on the edge of Gu Qing's bed - Xiao Zhou had his back to the door, completely unaware of this sudden scene, and was still rushing to ring the bedside call bell.
