
Actually, he only needed a minute and a half, but he thought it was a long time ago.
Twenty seconds.
His head hurt as if he wanted to explode. Through the transparent glass wall, he saw many white-clad researchers standing there.
He endured his pain reluctantly, but when the machine worked for more than ten seconds, he lost his consciousness gradually.
Thirty seconds.
An inexplicable pain came from within his body, and he was afraid that all of his internal organs had currently been fractured.
Thirty-eight seconds.
Before she had completely lost her consciousness, Su Qingge only remembered that her teacher's face, not far from it, was filled with worry.
After all, the fragile human body has no way to withstand high-frequency vibrations, even if the actual process lasts only a few seconds.
"I can't adjust to that!"
It was his last thought before the darkness swallowed him.
In that chaos, Su Qingge only felt that her limbs and all the skeletons were in an annoying pain.
“Isn't he dead?” His internal organs had been damaged, and even the most advanced rescue technology was unable to save him.
“Slight Endless Grass can kill people by invading the nervous system of the human body.”
“Bunga Broken Heart has a very intense paralysis action and can hurt adults.”
"The Seven Day Bolworm and the Wushan Poisonous Insects are all highly toxic and their venom has strong corrosive properties."
…
"What's that?" Information was endlessly flowing into his brain and Su Qingge felt that her conscious head was slightly swelling up.
When he worked with his teacher as an assistant, most of the knowledge he learned was western medical theory. However, the uncontrollable information that came to his mind belonged to traditional Chinese medicine (TCM).
But even so, they were so strange that he had never heard of them.
But why was there such a bright redness before his eyes?
And what made him even more confused was why did he feel the world around him tremble?
"Where am I? What the hell's been going on?"
Su Qingge took a while to fully receive the information in her head and she roughly estimated there were 118 types of information.
Beyond a doubt, there were over a hundred types of poison, poisonous insects and poisonous weeds.
Dare him, he still could not help but be dumbfounded. How much hate is there? How much hate is there?
After digesting the sudden information for a while, Su Qingge happily discovered that the implant worked!
"Geez! The next Nobel Prize in medicine will fall on him and his teacher, but— ”
What happened to the sound of a bronze drum that echoed into the sky?
Su Qingge who had always been calm, casually raised the red clothes blocking in front of her, and felt astonished by it.
What he saw was a dazzling redness.
Moreover, he was in a box world that was also extremely trembling. This scene made Su Qingge, who was known as the iceberg beauty in the medical faculty, instantly freeze.
“Is this a bridal sedan chair?”
Then he saw her clothes.
The bright red dress, with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered in golden silk, looked like an ancient dynastic wedding dress.
What the hell is going on here?
Su Qingge took a deep breath and an idea emerged from her heart — Did she travel to another world?
And in someone else's sedan chair?