God damn saliva creates a sterile environment.
Who taught you to treat a doctor this way?
Several mental patients all looked at Jiang Chen as if they were mentally ill.
At this moment, he was still taking a deep breath and mumbling to himself to encourage himself, constantly mumbling: This time he must succeed, this time he must succeed...
This solemn and serious gesture.
On the contrary, it made No. 13 even more frightened, and he couldn't help but think deeply about it.
What does it mean...this time it will be for sure.
Why did you fail in co-writing the first few times? !
When Jiang Chen started to recite "Amitabha, Bodhisattvas bless, Allah has mercy, God has mercy, the Queen Mother sends blessings, the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guanyin...".
No. 13's eyes grew wider and wider, and he almost couldn't stand it anymore.
Do you want to have an operation and it all depends on God’s will?
Why is God’s will so complicated? !
Is this reliable?
"Ghost energy + 999...Ghost energy +..."
"Doctor! Stop! I won't do this operation. My little devil didn't actually hurt me, really! I didn't lie to you!"
"You don't want to operate on me anymore, let's change the treatment method! Okay?"
No. 13's tone was almost pleading.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly: "No. 13, I can understand your mood. Are you afraid of pain? I can give you physical anesthesia later."
No. 13 shook his head: "Afraid of death!"
"You will die if you are sick and not treated." Jiang Chen answered fluently, without giving the other party a chance to refute: "I have come into contact with many patients, and there are many people like you who hide their illnesses and avoid medical treatment."
"I chose to force them to undergo treatment, and guess what? After the treatment was completed, their symptoms never worsened!"
"Many patients who survived praised me very much and said they would come to see me next time."
"Okay, you are not a child anymore. There are so many truths and you understand them all."
"Doctor Wu, have you finished disinfecting?"
At this time, No. 15 was still doing her duty "Puff puff puff". Although she also felt that such behavior was very abnormal, under Jiang Chen's power, she did not dare to complain at all.
"Dr. Jiang, it's done!" No. 15 put down the raised mask and cautiously stood by the door to facilitate his immediate escape.
"Okay, then I'll start. On the 13th, do you need anesthesia?" Jiang Chen asked.
"No! I'm not sick, I'm really not sick..." No. 13 shouted in horror.
"No need for anesthesia?" Jiang Chen regretfully put down the medical hammer: "You have the courage, you are a man, don't be afraid, my knife is very fast and it won't hurt too much."
As he spoke, he lifted up the other person's clothes and stabbed him directly.
The move was really quick.
The sharp scalpel easily broke the skin, and blood flowed out.
"Ah!!!" No. 13 first screamed shrilly.
"Damn it, you dare to stab me, you deserve to die!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... I'm so hungry..."
While shouting, his expression gradually became strange.
"I'm going to swallow you one bite at a time...hehehe, I'm going to eat you! I'm going to eat you alive!"
No. 13's screams turned into laughter, his face was gray, and his whole body was radiating coldness.
Amidst the bursts of weird laughter, large scars were revealed on his skin and his bones were twisted, as if he had suffered severe trauma during his lifetime.
The belly was shriveled at first, and then bulged little by little. There were still some small bulges moving around inside, as if pairs of small hands were touching it, which was extremely weird.
After No. 13 died in horror, he looked at the straps that bound him, sneered and struggled once... twice... three times.
Then.
The sneer on his face solidified little by little.
Because No. 13 discovered that even if he turned into a ghost body, he still could not break free from these restraints.
"Don't move around. I won't be responsible for any damage to the organs later." Jiang Chen turned a blind eye, as if he didn't care about its terrifying appearance at all, and continued the operation in an orderly manner.
He opened a slit in the other person's bulging belly.
Open it and take a look.
Inside is a large piece of rotten flesh. Among them, flesh and blood are mixed to form a pair of small hands, which are swinging randomly at the moment. On the flesh and blood wall of the belly, there are strange faces one after another.
Both men and women, old and young.
They all had a look of horror.
These should be the remnants of the souls of the victims that No. 13 had eaten one after another.
He didn't lie, he really had a kid in his belly, and there was more than one!
Suddenly, the facial features of a face changed, and it seemed that it was looking at Jiang Chen, while a pair of small hands made of rotten flesh grabbed him fiercely.
"Shua"
The light of the knife passed by, and the little hand broke and fell.
"Ding, get 400 ghost energy."
Jiang Chen's eyes lit up: "No. 13, please bear with it, it may hurt a little, I will help you get rid of the little devil in your stomach!"
"Don't..." No. 13 shouted trying to stop him.
The imps themselves are also one of his powers.
Jiang Chen had already taken action, holding a scalpel and slashing wildly into the opponent's stomach. A large number of ghost hands were broken into pieces, and finally he stared at those strange faces again.
Prick it with a knife.
"Ah!!" "Ah!!"
That face and No. 13 let out a shrill scream together.
Jiang Chen acted as if he hadn't heard anything, and became even more excited: "Is there a ghost in this?"
"Hehehe, No. 13, you are really a treasure boy!"
As he said that, he directly inserted half of his body into the opponent's bulging belly and harvested it like crazy.
No. 15 on the side looked pale.
Doctor, can you be normal? I'm afraid...
Even No. 11 looked horrified: "Honey, this doctor is so perverted, we must stay away from him!"
"Yes, husband, is this doctor sick?"
"Don't worry, I won't let him hurt you!"
"Forget it, how can you, a skinny guy like you, protect me?" No. 11's tone became sarcastic again before he said a few words.
…
This side.
Jiang Chen has almost nailed the faces of everyone in No. 13's stomach one by one, and there are countless scratches and blood holes on the other party's stomach.
However, after a few faces reacted, they actually ran upward along the skin wall.
Jiang Chen stuck his head out, his eyes blazing: "No. 13, you have to be mentally prepared. Your disease has spread, and it may have reached your left hand now. If you want to survive, I suggest amputation!"
No. 13 was obviously unwilling: "No! Don't amputate! They won't hurt me!"
"Doctor Wu, record it. In the second step of the operation, the symptoms have worsened and the patient has started talking nonsense. As an emergency measure, I must forcibly amputate the patient's limb without his consent!"
Jiang Chen spoke in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scalpel was raised high.
With a "chi" sound, blood splattered everywhere, and an arm fell to the ground.
No. 13 was shocked.
You can obviously take action directly, but you still have to ask me first and then ignore my objections. You are a real dog!
"Ghost energy +..."
Jiang Chen picked up his arm, took a look at it, and said calmly: "Misjudgment, no main body of the disease was found in the arm."
"It appears to have spread to the brain."
"Doctor Wu, prepare the medical hammer, I want to perform a craniotomy!"
