Chapter 67: You Want to Dissect Me
"Heh, who are you? Interesting, what about challenging the boss? Jack didn't care about his own safety, he cared about whether the game was fun or not, or who was playing against the boss.
"Do you want to participate?" Jing Ruhua asked in a low voice.
"Of course." There's no reason for Jack to turn down this increasingly interesting game.
"Fulfill you." Jing Ruhua tightened his neck, and Jack's face slowly turned red, and his eyes rolled upward.
"You, you want, kill me." Jack felt the killing intent coming from her, and his hands began to resist with her hands, and the outlaw also cared about his own life, let alone him, a demon killer.
"The first one, let's start with you."
Jing Ruhua pinched his footsteps and moved lightly, made a complicated gesture in her hand, and went to the fourth floor of the basement, where she had studied the operating table for half a month.
"You want to dissect me." Jack was lying on the operating table, his eyes gurgling, looking at Jing Ruhua preparing the surgical equipment, I don't know what she did to him, he couldn't move, but he didn't have the numbness after being anesthetic, he was very awake and conscious.
"Jack the Ripper, you are not in vain." Jing Ruhua locked the door, washed his hands and disinfected his hands, wore a mask and gloves, and pushed a medical cart to him.
"Host, isn't it, you have become so cruel, so heavy-mouthed, what happened during my absence?" The system was screaming in her head in disbelief.
"Shut up."
Jing Ruhua stopped the scalpel in his hand and reprimanded, waiting for the system in his brain to calm down before starting to move.
Cut open Jack's shirt with scissors, revealing a fair chest, the skin of Europeans is particularly white, and the blood vessels can be seen white, which is also just convenient for the picturesque scene.
"It seems that your medical knowledge is not bad, you can kindly inject me with anesthetic first, so that I can insist on guiding you through the whole process." Jack curled the corners of his mouth and smiled wickedly.
Jing Ruhua paused slightly and agreed.
After injecting Jack with anesthetic, and after the potion began to take effect, Jing Ruhua began to do it.
"It's really exciting to teach someone to disembowel themselves for the first time." Jack licked the corners of his mouth and was a little excited, not caring at all about the bloody mark on his abdomen, and he was not afraid.
"After opening the abdominal cavity, you can help me take out the intestines to dry, don't break them." Jack taught according to his own experience, Jing Ruhua did not make a sound, seriously moved the movements in his hands, and did not answer him, but many actions were carried out according to Jack's guidance.
The first time I dissected a living person, it was different from dissecting a corpse, especially when I felt that the heart was still beating, Jing Ruhua held a knife and gestured back and forth on Jack's heart, watching the red heart beat vigorously.
"Let's do it, but first you have to tell me who you are? And such a perfect disguise. "Jack was lying on the operating table, if the camera looked down from above, it was a living man lying on the white operating table, with charming eyes and a handsome smile, and his chest and abdomen were completely dissected, the bright red blood stained the sheets, and the internal organs were completely exposed, and his heart was beating rhythmically, Jack's face became more and more pale, but his smile changed.
Jing Ruhua noticed that his heart was always a frequency, and the psychopathic killers always had a strong psychological quality, seeing that the blood from the wound was still flowing, Jing Ruhua had no intention of stitching him.
"I'm dying, and it's not bad to watch myself die." Jack's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his eyes grew weaker.
Jing Ruhua remembered something and began to do it.