Chapter 277: Pretending to be sick and full of suspicions

The hospital stipulates that in addition to a chief surgeon, at least two auxiliary doctors and three nurses are required to assist in the operation.

Therefore, when everyone was about to operate on Alain, Su Yawen stopped everyone and asked to enter the operating room alone, which made all the doctors who were ready to be puzzled.

"Doctor Su, the patient's condition is still unclear, don't you really need our assistance?" asked the assistant doctor tentatively.

A pair of eyes looked at Su Yawen's expression, obviously, Su Yawen didn't seem to be joking.

"I'll go take a look first, if there is a problem, I will naturally call you," Su Yawen was expressionless, calm, neatly dressed, and stretched out his hand to stop the auxiliary doctor who was about to speak, "I have my own reasons, don't say more." ”

With that, he pushed open the door of the operating room.

The quiet in the operating room is a little weird, on weekdays, before the operation, there is always a lot of preparation, countless pairs of feet walking around the room, the metal on the machine makes a screeching sound, but today there is nothing.

Da, da, da.

Walking slowly in the empty operating room with lonely steps, Su Yawen paced to the operating table, looking at Alan lying on the operating table, his eyes still closed, and his face was still surprisingly ugly.

Su Yawen looked at this strange woman, she had only been here for a few days, he didn't know what magic this woman had, Fang Jun had always been cautious, and he would actually bring back this woman who had known her for a few days.

Under the incandescent light, Alain's skin was almost submerged in the light, and the green tendons and veins from his neck to his chest were scattered like spider webs, buried in a thin layer of almost transparent diaphragm.

"Get up. Su Yawen sighed and shouted to Alain who was lying on the bed.

The echo struck in the huge operating room, and for a moment, Su Yawen raised his head and looked at the woman on the bed, and sneered, "Why, there are only two of us here now, there is no need to act so much." ”

Still, indifferent.

Su Yawen raised Alain's arm and looked at the wound, "Fang Jun is a stupid person, do you think I'm the same as him, is your wound bitten by a snake, I can see at a glance, such a long mark, and it is obviously pulled by a sharp weapon from left to right, looking at the action, it seems that you still wielded a knife to harm yourself." ”

Alain, who was lying on the bed, still did not move, and even the expression on his face did not change.

Still with a sneer, Su Yawen stretched out his hand and rubbed it on Alan's smooth skin, a slight smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, "I have to say, your skin is really excellent, such a beauty, it's good to let me take a closer look." ”

While muttering, Su Yawen's hand slowly extended on his arm like a spider's claws, slowly approaching his arm, collarbone, neck, and then circled around his face, slowly approaching the chest covered by a thin layer of fabric, and Su Yawen's face was gradually approaching Alain's face.

As he got closer, his hand movements got closer and closer to Alain's chest......

Suddenly, Su Yawen's hand was held violently!

Alain's closed eyes slowly opened, and his dark pupils emitted a murderous death light under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, staring at the man who was not too far away......