Chapter 620: Horror surgery
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Death Inquisitor
- Second Brother
- 1006 characters
- 2021-01-30 09:01:46
The liquid in the syringe is driven into the body.
Zhao Erhu felt that his body began to lose consciousness, and slowly, except for his head, he could not move anywhere else.
How could this happen, isn't it a nutritional needle? Why does it feel like an anesthesia injection during surgery!
Made, this crew will not come true!
Panic appeared on Zhao Erhu's face.
"Director, director! Did you give me the wrong injection? This is not a nutritional injection. Why can't I move!"
But quietly around, no one responded to him.
Only the so-called doctor standing next to him, wearing a surgical gown, is still talking.
"Prepare for hemostatic forceps, now operate!"
"Wait, I'm not acting anymore, I'm not acting anymore!"
Zhao Erhu finally found something wrong and shouted hurriedly.
Even if the crew wants to play really, he shouldn't be able to shoot well if he shouts at the director so much?
It stands to reason that someone should come out to do his job at this time and let him cooperate well. That would be normal.
But now no one cares about him!
Obviously, this is not a crew at all! I must have been cheated!
"What are you doing, you are breaking the law! Don't mess up, you scammers, you are not a crew at all, right, you lie to me!"
Seeing that those people seemed to be really ready to operate on him, Zhao Erhu cried and shouted anxiously.
Struggling head to head, but the body is unconscious and can't move.
I could only watch the man wearing a surgical gown and a mask, picked up the scalpel on the tray in the hand of a nurse, and came to his abdomen.
He raised his head desperately, looked towards his stomach, and saw the scalpel, which was just falling on his skin.
"No, you lunatics, you can't do this!" Zhang Erhu shouted with numb scalp.
Crying more anxiously, more collapsed.
In the live broadcast room, the corners of the audience's mouth slightly raised, and began to flick the barrage.
"This is the boss of the magistrate. He also governs his own body with his own way of doing things? This stupid expression is really popular!"
"Hahaha, this guy lied to someone else as a scout, but the boss of the judge lied to himself as a crew member. This is really a report!"
"Do you think that the best laugh is actually the phrase "You are not a crew at all, are you cheating on me!" (laughs)"
"It's estimated that those cheated girls said something similar to him, but he learned to use it subconsciously, which is ironic!"
In Zhao Erhu's staring eyes, the scalpel moved slowly in the abdomen.
As the blade tip moved, a blood line appeared.
As if the knife was a red paint pen, wherever you draw, the color will appear where it is amazing!
But Zhao Erhu didn't find this scene fun at all, magical.
He didn't feel the pain, as if the knife was scratching someone else's belly.
But he knew that it was his own body, and the blood that shed there was his own!
"No!" This strong contrast and discomfort made Zhao Erhu very collapsed.
His face was crumpled and he was crying in fright.
Not only want to see the situation of his stomach, but also terrified by that horrible picture.
So I looked up for a while and fell for a while, and I was very afraid of tangle.
"Don't draw anymore, it will die!" Zhao Erhu turned his head and begged toward the director and other staff in the distance.
I hope any of them can sympathize with him and stand up to stop this terrible act.
But when he looked away, he was desperate.
I saw that those people either looked indifferent or sneered, and then they looked very interested.
No one at all showed a bit of intolerance.
"You devil, the police will never let you go, I want to sue you!" Zhao Erhu shouted in despair.
Can't help but look towards his stomach.
The expression on his face was even more terrifying.
I saw a long cut in it.
There is blood everywhere!
His heart was cold. Is he still far away from death if he goes on like this?
"Ooooo...you lunatics! Who will save me, please, please, who will call the police for me."
"Don't continue, really don't continue!"
"Ah! That's my intestines, my intestines, don't!"
In the video, I saw a pair of gloved hands, taking out some intestines from Zhao Erhu's stomach, holding it in his hands and rubbing, pinching, and rubbing.
And this scene is also in the eyes of Zhao Erhu.
Scared that he almost fainted.
That's his intestines, how can he be so disturbed, as if the vegetable market was picking pig intestines.
Thinking about it this way, I heard that the man who looked like the doctor said something that made him shudder.
"The flexibility is good, and the elasticity is also acceptable. Cut it and fry the garlic."
Zhao Erhu's pupil shrank suddenly.
Fried, fried garlic?
Then scalp numbness, these people actually want to use his intestines to cook?
This time, crying is more sad and desperate.
But this is not over, and even more terrifying words are coming from the doctor who operated on him.
"Kidney is also ok, removed and used to make stir-fried loin."
"Well, no, there is bleeding, please give me a hemostat."
"Successful hemostasis!" At the same time, under Zhao Erhu's frightened eyes, a kidney with blood was taken out of that huge wound and placed on a tray next to it.
On it, there is a long intestine.
"My kidney, you can't do this, that's my kidney! You can't take it away, give it back to me!" Zhao Erhu shouted wildly.
With bloodshot eyes in his eyes, he stared at everyone around him with eyes that could eat people: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"
Suddenly, he saw a young man among the crew in the distance, a young man with his hands in his pockets, came out.
"It's you, you tricked me here. I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Erhu stared at Ye Chen with a vicious look, his head struggling again. ..
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