Chapter 433: Horror Surgery
Listening to Yeyou's tone, it seems that he already has an idea.
Qin Sisi nodded and said no more, after all, she was indeed a little unable to interfere in this matter.
Ye You glanced at Dang Xiaomo, who was standing behind Qin Sisi, and "meowed" a few times to Qin Sisi, and said his plan.
Qin Sisi bit his lip, pointed to the handsome guy lying next to An Yajing and said, "Will that person get in the way here?"
Ye You glanced at the handsome guy and replied lightly: "No, just let him be a witness." ”
Qin Sisi looked at the handsome guy with a little pity, then turned to Dang Xiaomo and said, "Since you want to get your face back so much, why don't you do it yourself!"
Dang Xiaomo's expression changed, and she asked, "What do you mean?"
"Come with me. After Qin Sisi finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of An Yajing's bedroom, and came to An He's room again.
Dang Xiaomo followed behind Qin Sisi, her thoughts were a little confused, and she didn't understand what Qin Sisi was going to do.
As a yin soul with weak spiritual power, she didn't have the strength to regain her face, otherwise she wouldn't have asked Qin Sisi for help.
Qin Sisi looked at it, An He's arms were exposed outside the quilt, and his hands were quietly on the edge of the quilt, his fingers were slender than ordinary men's, and he looked very dexterous.
She said faintly: "These hands are amazing, they can complete such an incredible operation as face replacement, if you want to get your face back, you have to rely on these hands." ”
Dang Xiaomo's face became more and more pale, his gaze slowly moved down, and he also fell on An He's dexterous hands, and said softly: "What do you want me to do?"
Qin Sisi turned to look at her and said in a deep voice: "I will temporarily put your soul into An He's brain to control his mind, what you want him to do, he will do it according to your instructions." ”
Dang Xiaomo was slightly stunned, and immediately replied briskly: "Yes." ”
Then he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you let me control his body directly?"
Qin Sisi explained: "Your current spiritual power can't control his body, and even if you can, can you guarantee that you can cut off that face intact without threatening An Yajing's life?"
Dang Xiaomo hesitated for a moment and shook her head.
Anga's surgical techniques are indeed very skillful, and he enjoys a high reputation in the city's first hospital.
As a girl with no medical experience at all, Dang Xiaomo is naturally different from An He.
"Are you ready?" Qin Sisi asked from the side.
Dang Xiaomo took a deep breath, nodded vigorously and said, "It's ready." ”
Qin Sisi just wanted to signal Ye You to make a move, but suddenly remembered something, and said to Dang Xiaomo seriously: "Let's talk about it, only take back your face, don't hurt her life, if you take the opportunity to take her life, even if you take that beautiful face off, I have a way to make it not return to you." ”
Dang Xiaomo's expression froze, and there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes, only then did he know Qin Sisi's plan, and Dang Xiaomo did have the idea of simply letting An Yajing die.
Under Qin Sisi's serious gaze, Dang Xiaomo finally nodded helplessly: "I know." ”
Qin Sisi turned his head to signal to Ye You, Ye You jumped off her shoulder, walked behind Dang Xiaomo, raised his paw to condense a cloud of blue light, and patted Dang Xiaomo's back gently.
Dang Xiaomo's ghost flew towards An He, stayed above his head for a moment, and then turned into a faint wisp of white smoke and entered An He's forehead.
Ten minutes later, An He, who was lying asleep on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, looking straight ahead.
"Cut off An Yajing's face. ”
"Cut off An Yajing's face. ”
......
The words kept echoing in Anga's mind, and slowly became the only thought in his mind.
He turned and got out of bed, put on the black-rimmed glasses on the bedside table, and went to the large closet to open a drawer, and took out a delicate box from inside.
When the box was opened, it was a scalpel that shone with a cold silver light, and the thin blade was unusually sharp.
Holding the scalpel, An He walked towards An Yajing's room with some stiff movements.
Qin Sisi hid in the invisibility bubble, followed An He, and entered An Yajing's room together.
An Yajing and her boyfriend continued to sleep soundly, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Qin Sisi suddenly asked Ye You, "It hurts a lot to be cut by a knife, what if she wakes up in pain and struggles?"
Ye Yu thought about it, raised his claws again, condensed a cloud of blue light, and threw it at An Yajing and her boyfriend on the bed.
The blue light enveloped the figures of the two of them, flickered a few times, and then disappeared.
And the moment the blue light disappeared, An Yajing and her boyfriend both woke up from their sleep and looked at An He who entered their room in surprise.
"Dad, what are you doing in my room?"
Such a sentence appeared in An Yajing's mind, but when she wanted to say it, she found that her throat couldn't make a sound.
An Yajing had a bad premonition in her heart, she wanted to sit up and turn on the light quickly, but no matter how hard she tried, her body was lying on the bed softly, and she couldn't move for half a minute.
An Yajing was both panicked and confused, not understanding what was happening.
When the corner of her eye saw the sharp scalpel in An He's hand, she suddenly realized something, and suddenly a thick fear surrounded her.
"Dad, don't, I'm Jingjing, I'm your daughter!"
An Yajing shouted loudly in her heart, but her lips were tightly pursed, and only a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on An He, who was getting closer and closer, revealing despair and horror.
An Yajing's boyfriend's physical state is the same as hers, unable to make a sound, and his body is unable to move, but his eyes can see everything around him clearly.
He hadn't figured out the situation yet, he just looked at his girlfriend's father in confusion, not knowing what would happen next.
Then he saw the most terrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.
An He silently walked up to An Yajing, raised the scalpel, and began to cut An Yajing's face.
His movements are unhurried, unhurried, very professional and skillful, as if he has been rehearsed countless times.
In the huge pain, An Yajing's spirit became in a trance, and the wheel of memory quickly regressed, returning to five years ago.
At that time, she was still a very ugly-looking girl, and although her table mate was inferior to her in all aspects, she was especially popular in the class just because she had a beautiful face.
When the boys spoke to her table mates, they always spoke softly, and their eyes shone like stars.
And when she communicates with the boys about something, those superficial boys are always cold and indifferent, yin and yang, and their eyes reveal contempt and contempt.