Jin Jiang is an operating room anesthesiologist.

The profession of anesthesiologist looks comfortable, but it is actually very tiring.

In fact.

Every profession related to medicine is tiring.

So doctors are great.

But if there are choices, few people will choose this great profession and devote their lives to it, including life.

Because I am really tired and the pressure is really great.

After all, what the doctor holds is human life, not the life of an ant.

Just like now.

I worked for a day and night and followed eight surgeries throughout the whole process. Jin Jiang, who had only a few times left the operating room, felt very tired.

Really tired.

This fatigue swept through him like a flood, making him breathless.

In fact.

His breathing was indeed getting harder and harder.

then.

He supported the operating table with both hands and slowly knelt on the ground.

"Can't fall down..."

"I finally finished my shift and I can go home and have a good rest."

"My wife is at home, my daughter is just born, I miss her very much, and I have to go back."

"But it's really tiring."

“…”

Dizzy, weak hands and feet.

The heart seemed to be held tightly by a pair of big hands, making Jin Jiang feel like he was drowning and gasping for breath.

However, he could not escape the feeling of becoming increasingly suffocating.

The breathing is getting harder and weaker.

"Is there anyone...help..."

No one can hear the desire in his heart.

Just after the operation, the same tired doctor and nurse could not wait to escape from the depressed operating room.

"What should I do... Are you going to die..."

"No."

"I don't want to die."

"My daughter is still waiting for me, and my wife is still waiting for me."

"I am a man, I can't fall down, I can't fall down..."

"Calm down, breathe, relax, take your time, take your time..."

“Ha…ha…”

Jin Jiang's eyes were red, and his white hands and fingers were tightly clamped against the operating table, but in the end he was still unable to stop his completely collapsed body. His fingers left the edge of the operating table and fell to the ground.

My mouth opened and closed slightly, as if I was telling something...

But no one can hear it here.

My thoughts sink little by little toward boundless darkness.

The redness, bloodshot eyes became dimmer, breathing became weaker and weaker, and the beating of the heart became more and more difficult...

"Wife, daughter..."

"I'm really... tired..."

"Really...can't hold on..."

"sorry…"

"Really... I don't want to die like this..."

"Really... I'm so unwilling to accept it..."

“…”

Dining room.

Xinghuan looked at the scene of fate monitoring and fell into deep thought.

Why does a stranger automatically establish a fate?

If the other party is an extraordinary creature, then there is no problem, but in the current situation, the middle-aged man with a painful expression in the operating room is not an extraordinary creature.

Will the other party become an extraordinary creature next and possess extraordinary power?

But what about the inducement?

After a happy break, I saw no slight inducement.

In other words, this is indeed an ordinary person, an ordinary person who seems to be about to die suddenly.

This is very interesting.

Since it is so interesting, naturally, this person cannot die in obscurity.

Whatever the reason.

Since guests are destined to be with the restaurant, they must cherish it.

So.

How to save the other party?

He can't clone or teleport. This person doesn't have much time left, so there seems to be no way to save him.

Thoughts are turning.

Xinghuan thought of the [Super Lord] tag he just obtained.

Can extraordinary power be given from the sky?

Spread your palms.

A little light emerged.

Chen Ping'an, who was regretful, took a deep breath when he saw this, looked away from his eyes and suppressed his inner desire and throbbing.

Xinghuan didn't care about Chen Ping'an.

As soon as my thoughts moved, the light in my palm suddenly flashed and disappeared.

The next moment.

This light appears in the operating room under fate monitoring.

The last time of life.

Jinjiang's vision was hazy, and he seemed to see a little light in the boundless darkness.

The light was very warm and beautiful, and the instinct drove him to run over, trying to hold it in his hand.

It seems very close, but it is actually very far away.

This is because in reality, he has a very difficult arm lift.

He was deeply trapped in the boundless darkness and did not know this, nor did he know that his arms slowly raised under the instinct in reality.

Just as Jin Jiang was gradually despairing.

This light seemed to feel his desire, and suddenly took the initiative to approach, fell into his palm and disappeared.

Thoughts stagnate, and boundless darkness still exists.

The raised palm slowly fell down.

Nothing changes have occurred.

The body and spirit are still collapsing, and the breathing and beating heart is still getting weaker and weaker...

See this.

A little light transformed by extraordinary power appeared in Xinghuan's hands again.

It can be given away from a distance, but it seems that this person cannot be saved by the purest extraordinary power alone.

Inside a quiet restaurant.
To be continued...