"Doctor Gu... your face!"
Amidst Feng Xiuxue's slightly terrified shout, Gu Pingsheng realized that a piece of skin from his face had actually fallen off…
At the same time, intense pain accompanied the falling skin.
Gu Pingsheng gritted his teeth, trying hard not to let out a sound of pain.
He immediately tore off a piece of gauze and, as if by magic, produced medical tape, carefully covering the part of his face where the skin had fallen off.
As the gauze touched the flesh, beads of sweat poured in large drops from Gu Pingsheng.
The veins on his neck bulged, and he trembled all over.
"Use painkillers." Unwittingly, Feng Xiuxue had already distanced herself.
Though she knew she too had fallen into the trap of the fierce ghost, it was clear that Gu Pingsheng was also ensnared.
Who will turn into a ghost first... is still uncertain.
If Gu Pingsheng suddenly turned into a ghost, she'd be doomed.
"None left." Gu Pingsheng replied.
