As her body plunged into the cold seawater, Lin Yixun's consciousness fell into darkness. Amid the chaos, she seemed to hear two unfamiliar voices—one male, one female—appearing to argue about something, but she found it hard to comprehend.
"I asked you to save someone, but instead, you treated them like a guinea pig!" The woman spoke indignantly.
"You asked me to save her, didn't I bring her back to life?" The man said, feeling innocent.
"Yes, you did bring her back to life, but are you really so idle? Why did you go beyond and operate on her face as well?"
"I saw a nasty scar on her right cheek, and since I was saving her already, I thought I might as well go all the way and remove the scar from her face."
"Is that really what you thought? Even if you had good intentions, there's no way you should've swapped her entire face, right?"
