The torso in the middle is relatively intricate, because there are many important organs, which cannot be directly chopped off, and can only be sliced with a small knife.
Similar to the execution by dismemberment, one can imagine the pain Wang Xin is going to endure.
But there's no choice, although this is Mu Rufeng's wish, it is also Wang Xin's own choice.
"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu~~!" Wang Xin kept sobbing, seemingly trying to say something.
Mu Rufeng thought for a moment, then restored her mouth: "What do you want to say?"
"It hurts, it hurts, is this how you heal? It's killing me, it's killing me." Wang Xin cried out, tears streaming down her face.
"You chose the military treatment yourself, so who can you blame? Besides, your limbs are already healed, and this is already the fastest, most comfortable way."
"Next, it will be more painful, do you know about dismemberment? You'll experience it soon, only by removing the flesh from your body can you recover."
