A Vida do Personagem Descartável 2 (Transmigração Rápida)

Before she even opened her eyes, Chu Yunli sensed a sharp, searing pain in her abdomen, as if her body were being torn in two. Amid the chaos, she heard people calling for water and someone shouting fiercely to hold her down.

“Make sure she doesn’t move an inch,” a voice warned.

Chu Yunli felt many hands pressing her firmly to keep her still. When she finally opened her eyes, a glinting blade was descending toward her belly, followed by another wave of unbearable agony.

It was truly the kind of pain that could rip a person apart. Darkness clouded her vision, and for a long while, she couldn’t regain her senses. She felt someone pressing and shifting on her stomach. A hoarse woman’s voice said, “Hold her tight. Once we get the baby out, it’ll be alright.”

Chu Yunli thought bitterly, *What a joke.* This was a living dissection—blood and the metallic stench filled her nostrils. If it weren’t for her exceptional pain endurance, she might have passed out from the torment long ago.

She recalled the tent’s canopy above, unmistakably antique and elegant. Yet, here she was, being cut open to deliver a child. It was a cruel exchange of one life for another, leaving no chance of survival for the mother.

Every breath was torture. Time blurred until just as she thought she might succumb to death, the hoarse voice announced, “It’s out!”

Joy radiated from the words.

Moments later, the newborn’s cries pierced the silence. The woman hurriedly said, “Go report the good news—it’s a baby boy.”

Then, from outside came a woman’s voice, off