Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Indeed, the dosage of these three injections.

One is heavier than the other.

Even a bull would be anesthetized.

But Su Chen's physical robustness evidently surpasses that of a bull.

Not to mention three injections, even another three wouldn't knock him out.

Initially, before he obtained Black Stone, he had undergone anti-venom training.

His resistance to toxins was at least five times that of Ordinary People.

Now with Black Stone, he is basically immune to common toxins and anesthetics.

An Yu wanted to give Su Chen another injection.

But it was stopped by a young nurse.

Administering more could have led to a medical accident.

An Yu then realized it too.

She felt a bout of relief.

Thankfully, the young nurse stopped her.

Regardless of the anesthetic, all have side effects.

Maybe Su Chen has a high resistance to the numbing effects, so he didn't lose consciousness.

But that doesn't mean the anesthetic has no effect on him.

Especially general anesthetics.

Too much could turn someone into a neurological patient.

But if this guy doesn't get anesthetized, how can the surgery be performed?

Since intravenous injection cannot anesthetize Su Chen, inhalational anesthesia is the only option left.

Soon, Su Chen was put on a ventilator.

It was filled with anesthetic gases.

This method of anesthesia is safer, though it works slower.

Then, it was a matter of waiting for Su Chen to fall unconscious.

But this guy, resilient like cockroaches, kept his eyes wide open.

Inhalational anesthesia is different from venous injection anesthesia.

No need to fear overdose.

An Yu was determined not to let the surgery be postponed today.

Let's see who can last longer!

Outside the operating room, the crowd started to grow.

However, it was not outside the door of Su Chen's operating room.

It was next to the operating room.

The operating room next to it belonged to Yang Jiajun.

Su Chen pushed the cigarette butt into his mouth, burning his throat.

His throat was now swollen, affecting his breathing, and he, too, needed surgery.

Naturally, little Yang Jiajun didn't have the toughness of Su Chen and quickly fell unconscious after the injection.

"Xia Yan, don't you understand now?" Xia Yan's aunt said with a somewhat playful look.

The two operating rooms were not far apart.

But the situations were vastly different.

At the door of Yang Jiajun's room, it was crowded with people, each wearing a deeply worried expression.

As for the door of Su Chen's room, it was just Xia Yan, her mother, and a few relatives.

A person's status and position are most evident when they are ill.

Take Yang Jiajun, for instance, within an hour of entering the operating room, several people had already arrived.

Now more than an hour has passed, and there are already no less than twenty people at the door.

But what about Su Chen?

When they came, there were several people, and now there are still several people.

Not a single person came to visit him.

From this point, these numerous aunts and uncles can make a judgment.

Su Chen's status is far inferior to Yang Jiajun's.

"Xia Yan, your great aunt is right, I know he truly loves you, otherwise he wouldn't have completed such a difficult challenge, but now his hand has been amputated, he'll be a disabled person, you surely don't want to spend your life with a disabled person, right?" Xia Yan's second aunt also spoke up.

"Great aunt, second aunt, this is my own matter, no need for you to worry!" Xia Yan's face looked somewhat displeased.

The reason today's incident happened is precisely because of these numerous aunts and uncles.

Now that Su Chen's hand needs amputation, and she was the one who signed for it, naturally, she wouldn't have a good expression.

"Xia Yan, don't be angry, we're thinking of your best interest."

"Being with a disabled person, there's no way you can be happy, only Little Jun can give you happiness!"

"..." the numerous aunts and uncles said in a clamorous manner.

A hint of self-mockery appeared on Xia Yan's face, "Great aunt, second aunt, do you really think I don't know your motives? If Yang Jiajun weren't the boss of a company, would you still speak for him like this?"

"I admit, Su Chen indeed doesn't have as much money as Yang Jiajun, nor does he have the connections, but can he do for me what Yang Jiajun can?"

"What if I tell you, Yang Jiajun is about to go bankrupt, soon to become penniless, would you still speak for him like this?"

Upon hearing Xia Yan's words, the numerous aunts and uncles' expressions slightly changed.

However, they didn't believe that Yang Jiajun was really about to go bankrupt.

After all, if Yang Jiajun was truly going bankrupt, why would these relatives still come to see him?

They would probably have all fled far away already, wouldn't they?

"Xia Yan, how can you think of us like this? We only want what's best for you, hoping you have a bright future. Little Jun, treats you so well, even if he makes mistakes, you should forgive him."

"Forgive? How can I forgive, I will never forgive him!" Xia Yan said, her face looking troubled.

"Xia Yan, although we don't know what happened between you and Little Jun, but, you have to understand, in today's pragmatic society, without money, you have nothing. Look at him, he's gotten into the hospital, not even one person came to visit him, what does this tell you? This shows there's a problem with his character."

"Exactly, even if he lacks money, he should have some poor relatives, right?"

"Don't let your momentary emotions cloud your judgment, in the end, it would only be you who ends up crying!"

The numerous aunts and uncles, in a manner as if they were only thinking of her good.

Xia Yan opened her mouth, but didn't know how to retort.

Although these words were unpleasant to hear, they were indeed true.

"Okay, you all stop talking!" Chen Hong finally could no longer stand to listen.

After all, Su Chen did this for Xia Yan, even if these relatives look down on Su Chen, this is definitely not the time.

"Chen Hong, Xia Yan is muddled, are you also confused?"

Chen Hong slightly frowned and said: "Why are you so sure that he's just a poor boy?"

"Isn't that obvious? Let's make a bet, if more than three people come to visit him tonight, I'll never interfere in this matter again," Xia Yan's great aunt said disdainfully.

She had seen too much of this.

The poorest fear in relatives, is the matter of lending money.

If Su Chen had just another illness, perhaps those relatives and friends would still be willing to visit him.

But now that his hands are disabled, he will remain disabled.

What if Su Chen borrows money from them?

A disabled person, probably won't even find a job in the future.

How would they repay their money?

"Chen Hong, I've said it here, I absolutely disagree with Xia Yan divorcing Little Jun!"

"So do I, if Xia Yan insists on being with that poor boy, then she shouldn't consider us relatives anymore."

The numerous aunts and uncles said in a commanding tone.

Facing the coercion of the numerous aunts and uncles, Chen Hong also appeared quite helpless.

But there was no solution, it couldn't be that she would stop recognizing all relatives, right?

And this matter, to begin with, wasn't something good.

Getting out, it would also affect Xia Family's reputation.

Just as Chen Hong didn't know how to respond to these relatives.

A beautiful figure ran towards everyone.