In the infirmary, Zheng Yichen looked at the ceiling, raised his palm, and looked at the bandages on his arm, wanting to quip: "Your treatment is a bit too conservative, isn't it? It's not like I don't have enough merit points."
He was willing to spend tens of thousands of merit points, but this time Tia only charged a hundred points, and after the payment, Tia wrapped Zheng Yichen in bandages all over.
Just like when he lost his arm before, the bandages wrapped around the air outlined angles and highlighted the shape of his body, and then... nothing.
These were just wrapping air, empty inside, yet the bandages crafted a relatively stable 'body' for Zheng Yichen.
"Your body has detached from the normal time layer, conventional treatment is ineffective."
"Then why not use unconventional methods, it's not like I lack merit points."
"Unconventional treatment requires extracting normal time, aligning your time discrepancy."
