Ning Yan woke up from a coma and found himself lying in the operating room of the hospital.

In the ear was the doctor's urging without warmth: "Anesthesia should be carried out immediately, the patient's leg is seriously injured, and the operation must be performed as soon as possible." ”

This is clearly the scene when she was in her senior year of college and was accidentally hit by a motorcycle and sent to the hospital.

Because of this accident, her fate was completely changed.

But she was obviously buried in the fire because of the fire in the villa, and the pain of the fire still seems to be clearly felt......

Ning Yan was shocked in her heart, and suddenly realized that she had been reborn!

When the anesthesiologist's hand was about to pierce her body, Ning Yan's long legs kicked high and slammed into the anesthesiologist's head.

Her kick was full of all her strength, and the anesthesiologist was kicked unconscious by her on the spot.

She then snatched the scalpel from Dr. Chen's hand and pressed his right hand on the operating table.

The next moment, the sharp scalpel pierced Doctor Chen's entire palm, and blood splattered on Ning Yan's pale cheeks.

"Ahh

Pig-like screams rang out in the operating room.

Ning Yan stepped on Dr. Chen's wrist and made him unable to move, but the scalpel that penetrated his palm had been neatly pulled out.

"Say, who told you to operate on me?"

It was true that she was hit by a motorcycle, but because she dodged in time, the injuries on her legs were just some falls, and there was no need for surgery.

But in her previous life, because of this operation, her legs were completely wasted, and she could only sit in a wheelchair forever.

It was only later that she learned the truth that her leg nerves were destroyed by this black-hearted Dr. Chen.

However, Dr. Chen only screamed in pain and did not answer her questions at all.

"Don't you say?"

Ning Yan played with the scalpel and raised the corners of his lips evilly: "It's better to break the tendons of your hands, so that Dr. Chen can experience the pain of never being able to hold a scalpel and being a waster?"

I said...... I said......"

Dr. Chan felt that the girl in front of him was simply a demon from hell, and he had no doubt that she would drag him into hell.

"Mrs. Ning......"

Before he could finish speaking, Dr. Chen's miserable screams rang out again.

Ning Yan's hand fell, and Dr. Chen's little thumb rolled to the ground.

She muttered to herself with a cold look in her eyes: "In the previous life, you broke my two legs, and now I only take one of your fingers, and you can be regarded as earning it." ”

Dr. Chan, who was wailing in pain, didn't hear her at all.

When Jin Yehan pushed the door in, what he saw was a scene of a girl kneeling on the operating table with a scalpel dripping with blood in her hand.

Dr. Chan's bloody hands were trampled under her feet.

Seeing him, the girl subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the blood stains on her face.

Hearing the news that she had been hit by a car, he dropped his important signing and hurried over, but what he saw didn't seem to be what he expected.

Ning Yan threw away the scalpel in his hand, jumped off the operating table, and jumped in front of Jin Yehan with one foot.

"Why are you here? If it's too late, my leg will be crippled by this black-hearted doctor. ”

In the previous life, when Jin Yehan arrived, the operation had already begun, and everything was a foregone conclusion, and there was no way to return to the sky.

Her innocent and coquettish appearance is like the ruthless just now.

Jin Yehan even wondered if the Rakshasa girl he had just seen was the same person as the girl in front of him at this time.

But what made him care more was what she had just said.

Picking up the injured girl, he looked at Dr. Chen, who was trembling on the ground, and coldly ordered the assistant He Jie behind him: "It's too cheap for him to break a finger, and he will be wasted." ”