Chapter 101: The Pain of Eating Bones

In a wooden barrel used by ordinary people to bathe, there sat a little girl of only five or six years old, soaked in black and pungent smell from the neck down, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

The little girl's face was blue, her lips were black, her eyes were closed, she was still trembling in a coma, and the two skinny arms tied to the barrel and the top of her head were filled with silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

Next to the barrel, a man in a white coat and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses about thirty years old was immersed in writing, recording data quickly, and stopped writing after a few minutes, as if he was in doubt.

got up and walked quickly to the little girl, inserted the blood collection needle into the little girl's arm, pulled out a tube of blood slowly, returned to the instrument and was busy collecting data left and right, his eyes gradually lit up, the smile on his face continued to expand, and finally he was a little crazy.

"I see, I see!"

Maybe the man's voice was too loud, the little girl in the coma regained some consciousness, the girl's slightly opened eyes were not the color of normal people's eyes, they were silver-gray pupils, and the whites of the eyes were full of bloodshots.

The pain of eating bones, this is the pain that the little girl has suffered day and night since she was born, she thinks that the most painful thing is just like this, and when the next day comes, she can always refresh her perception of pain.

"Father, please kill me. The little girl did not cry and beg for mercy, she knew that begging for mercy would not get a trace of mercy from her father.

The little girl's speech was slurred, her tongue couldn't be straightened with all her might, her whole body was constantly convulsing, this pain as if even her soul was gnawed, she couldn't even free herself, she could only ask this biological father who gave her life, but gave her this life in hell, to be kind and give her a good heart.

"It's not okay, Xiao Luo'er, you are Dad's good daughter, how can you have this kind of thought? If you are not well-behaved and make Dad angry, Dad will directly weigh the two herbs tomorrow? Don't say that Dad doesn't feel sorry for you when the time comes. ”

Yin Yuehao raised his hand to support his eyes, and spoke softly, but the words he said made Xiao Yinluo desperate, and he couldn't survive or die.

Yin Luo suspected more than once that she was not his daughter at all, if it wasn't his biological daughter, he would not hate her so much, but DNA proofreading, what flowed in her body was the blood of this perverted cold-blooded madman.

"Father, what do you have to do to free me?" Five-year-old Xiao Yin Luo is beyond the calmness and wisdom of an adult, she is too young, she has been locked up in the laboratory all the year round, she can't fight Yin Yuehao, so she can only try other ways in a roundabout way.

She is smart, how can her father be bad, how can she not understand what Yin Luo is thinking, after all, the Yin family is in charge, Yin is ruthless, and while taking charge of the Yin family, he has won major awards in international medicine.

"Xiao Luo'er, you are the most satisfying work in your father's life, you are obedient, your father will definitely make you the most perfect, the only person in the world who is invincible to all poisons. ”

"But I hurt, father. "No matter how strong Xiao Yinluo is, the pain of thousands of blunt saws sawing at her flesh and bone marrow at the same time, she just wants to die immediately.

"Don't play bitter dramas, my good daughter, let Dad do it himself, you should feel honored, Dad's hands are very expensive. ”