Chapter Thirty-Seven: Is It Really Dead?

"Hey, how can this be, could it be that I added something? Then change this, and look at the trajectory of people's nerve movements in extreme pain..."The man in front of him had solemnity and seriousness in his eyes, the mask covered his beard, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he began to see nothing clearly, as if it were two men, no, three, four......

The figure is heavy, the wrist hurts, as if the meridians have been cut, it doesn't seem to be a wrist, it hurts everywhere... The blood gushed out one by one, and the body became colder and colder, numb by the pain, and the eyelids seemed to fall lead, and they couldn't support it anymore, so they slowly closed......

"Ahh Worst! The body temperature has plummeted, so you won't die so soon, right? The device attached to my body made a warning sound, and someone screamed in frustration.

"Hey, where is the soul? Why haven't you found it yet? Is it in the head? Well... Then cut it open and see..."Before the complete coma passed, I seemed to hear someone say that I was going to cut my head open and see.

What about Merck? I rolled my eyes with difficulty to see Merck, and the room was silent, and I could hear nothing but my own faint breathing. Probably the effect of the drug injected by Merck at the beginning has passed, and in the severe pain, I can actually move slightly, I moved my head carefully, the top of my head hurts a little, but it doesn't look like my head has been cut open.

I wanted to sleep, and I was about to lose my breath, but the intertwined severe pain, and the effects of the messy potions injected in my body were mixed together to make my consciousness confused and clear.

I didn't know that Shen Shixu didn't go back to his room to rest after I dragged him to Merck's room, but received a call from the third son in the dark room and went to the underground dark room in Fort Samael.

There was no trace of the man on the torture rack, only the dark brown blood stains on it suggested that bloody torture had taken place, and the woman in the iron cage was still curled up by the side of the bed in the cage in rags, her face dismantled from her cape. There was a black Tibetan mastiff tied next to the iron cage, and it was roaring at the woman in the cage, and the Tibetan mastiff's wide mouth was shining with cold white teeth, and there were scraps of minced meat on it, and there were leftover bones on the ground next to it, and there were fresh blood stains on the ground.

The woman huddled together in her arms, like an ostrich, and there were scattered snow-white in her loose hair, which looked very sad and pitiful.

"What's the matter?" Shen Shixu walked in alone, and looked at the little third son on the side in an unkind tone.

"Boss, it's her, it's this woman who said that she has something very important to tell you, and she will regret it if you don't listen!" The little third son was taken aback by Shen Shixu's silent and cold eyes, scratched his head, and hurriedly reported.

"It's me, you're here... I've been holding this back for twenty years, and I'll tell you today..."The woman curled up into a ball suddenly raised her head, and it was a stunning face that still had charm.

There was silence in the dark room, except for the faint voice of a woman......

After sitting in the study all night and thinking about it all night, Shen Shixu finally went over to find Merck......

"Didn't you say that I was rewarded for doing research? I'm doing a craniotomy, why do I suddenly have to take someone away again..."Suddenly low footsteps sounded, accompanied by the unwilling muttering of someone.

"What do I need to explain to you, huh?" There was a cold sound that implied coercion, and the footsteps suddenly stopped. There was a moment of condensation in the room, as if the air had been condensed.

"It was me who was wrong..."

"How did this happen?" The sound as cool as falling snow came to my mind softly, as if it was right behind my head.

It's him! That devil! Shen Shixu!

At the moment when my consciousness disappeared again, I heard Shen Shixu's voice, like a heart booster being beaten, I struggled hard, wanted to get up, strong hatred supported me, I opened my dilated pupils, but all of them were in vain, except for the rattling of the chains on my hands and feet and neck with my struggle, I couldn't move a bit.

The tiredness and pain, the dizziness of a large loss of blood, could no longer hold on, and I fell into the darkness weakly......

Shen Shixu's footsteps stopped, he turned his head and glanced at Merck coldly, Merck was so frightened that she shuddered, and stood there not daring to move.

Shen Shixu looked at the woman who was still dancing with her teeth and claws last night, but she was lifeless at the moment, lying there with blurred flesh and blood. She seemed to hear her own voice, her eyes widened and she struggled wildly, and those cold and bright eyes were full of burning hatred for him.

She hates him? How could she hate him? Why did she hate him? He is the one to hate!

Shen Shixu's heart was panicked and anxious, his hands were unconsciously clenched and released, he involuntarily stepped forward, stretched out his right hand and wanted to touch the face of the woman lying silently on the operating table, wanting to probe her breath to see if she was still alive, but he stopped in mid-air, if ......

And what if? Shen Shixu subconsciously didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to think about if... What if the woman in front of him could no longer laugh wildly in front of his eyes, no longer look at him coldly, and no longer be able to flatter him in a funny way?

He didn't dare to think and didn't want to think, what was he if she wasn't there? What is his suffering, all these years of hate, all these years of persistence and searching!?

No! No! She can't lie like that! She should sit up, carelessly brushed the broken hair around her ears, and said to him coldly and arrogantly: "Sir, we have no grievances, I was bloodied and cut flesh, shouldn't you swing a knife from the palace?" ”

Or she should get up and rush into his arms, hug his waist tightly, rely on and trust "poof" his face, and be soft and glutinous: "Dad, I miss you so much sooner or later... Daddy, it's late, it hurts, blow..."

No matter how bad it was, she should have jumped up, crossed her waist and pointed at his nose and scolded: "Shen Shixu." You son of a bitch! How dare you do this to the old lady, the old lady castrated you! ”

But why didn't she react at all, why didn't she move? It's okay to raise her eyebrows and pull the corners of her mouth, she doesn't move, isn't it... Isn't it...

Shen Shixu's brows were tightly locked together, his heart became more and more complicated, there was no expression on his face, only the pupils that were becoming more and more dark and diffusing revealed his feelings, his hand stopped in mid-air and stretched and clenched his fist, clenched his fist and stretched, which showed how entangled and hesitant his heart was.

"You... Look at her! Shen Shixu abruptly withdrew his outstretched hand and put it into his trouser pocket, and ordered Merck who stood aside with his head lowered as a wooden stake.

Fortunately, Merck shouldn't have seen what she had just done, and Shen Shixu unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Merck spurned her top boss fiercely in her heart, and carefully checked the body of the woman on the operating table, afraid that she would be dissatisfied and let her die with her! But this woman seems to be really dead!