"I think just sewing it up is enough." Zheng Yichen reached out to stop Tia, touching the cold steel pillar.
"That won't work, you've been cut in two, you need to reconstruct the connection, otherwise you'll end up with a half-body that takes away your strength."
"...Will that double my combat power?"
"You'll only become weaker because of it."
"Alright, I'll trouble you then." Zheng Yichen released his hand, not knowing what that half-body was, but certainly not something like a three-corpse.
He didn't take that path nor did he understand that stuff.
Tia pressed Zheng Yichen onto the hospital bed, cut the back of Zheng Yichen, and inserted the steel pillar. Throughout the process, Zheng Yichen only felt the wound was numb.
When he had been cut, he was like this, able to feel his body being sliced apart, forcibly merging his body to continue fighting, but factors like pain had distanced from him.
