But while the imagination is beautiful, reality is painfully bare.
Nianyang was holding on solely through sheer willpower, unable to hold out for much longer.
Soon, she had no strength left in her hands, sweat nearly soaking her hair, her entire being pushed to the extreme limits.
"Nianyang, please take a break and let other doctors come in to help!"
Shi Nuan was by her side, handing steel needles and wiping sweat for Nianyang. She was the first to notice Nianyang was truly on the brink of collapse and couldn't help but softly urge her.
"No, only I can save him, I can't stop!"
Nianyang's voice came out almost as gasps, as if her vitality had been drained in an instant, turning her into an old woman on the brink of twilight.
Quickly, her hands were completely devoid of strength.
Her vision was darkening in waves, nearly causing her to faint.
