The doctor walked up to the operating table without saying a word, put down the medical plate in his hand, and took out an injection from it.
The sharp needle tip made Song Xi's pupils shrink.
That's an anesthetic.
Even if she was given anesthesia, it would be of little use; it would only relieve some of the pain.
In a normal surgery, the patient would be able to wake up after this injection, but after this injection, she would never wake up.
Seeing the doctor getting closer and closer to her with the needle, Song Xi struggled and screamed frantically.
"Don't touch me, go away, go away! You are breaking the law, do you know that? Don't touch me!"
However, her body was restrained and tied firmly to the operating table, and she could not do anything except slightly lift her head.
Han Shao, who was standing next to him, saw this and actually smiled: "I thought you wouldn't be afraid. It seems that you are no different from others."
Song Xi's eyes turned red and she glared at him fiercely.
Isn't what he said just nonsense? People are going to die, if you are not afraid, then there will be something wrong.
Is there anything wrong with cherishing life
We only have one life, if you miss it, it’s gone, life is precious, okay!
"You're a fucking lunatic!" Song Xi cursed, "Even if you got my heart, so what? You used such a despicable method to get my heart, and your hands are stained with blood, don't you feel horrible
Do you think your girlfriend would feel at peace if she knew that the heart beating in her chest was obtained by her boyfriend who killed an innocent woman?"
Han Shao's expression suddenly turned gloomy: "Shut up!"
"I'm about to die, why do you keep your mouth shut!" Song Xi was also desperate, "I tell you, your girlfriend will never feel at ease. She will never live a life of peace of mind in her life, because her heart belongs to me!"
Her last words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Han Shao no longer had the calmness he had just had, and his face became extremely distorted.
"Hurry up!"
The doctor hesitated for a few seconds, a determined light flashed in his eyes, and he took the syringe in his hand and inserted it into Song Xi's arm.
Song Xi frowned in pain and groaned.
After a while, she fainted.
Han Shao winked at the doctor, who picked up a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Song Xi's shirt, revealing his chest where his heart was beating.
And his cold scalpel touched Song Xi's fair skin.
Just as he was about to start the operation, the door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open.
This is an abandoned hospital. Although some equipment is still there, it will be relocated in a few days. Basically no one will come here, let alone so late.
The doctor's movements stopped as the door was pushed open, and the skin on Song Xi's chest had been cut, but the wound was not deep.
Only when the person came in did they see clearly who it was.
"How could you ..."
Han Shao looked at Mossen in surprise, and at the same time knew in his heart that only by getting rid of Mossen could he successfully take away Song Xi's heart.
He no longer had time, or rather, she no longer had time.
That dried-up heart could stop beating at any time.
Mo Sen's cold gaze passed over him and looked at the doctor holding the scalpel and Song Xi lying on the operating table with her shirt undone.
In an instant, a bloodthirsty cold light emanated from those silver eyes.
He was so fast that I could hardly see his movements. He had already rushed towards the doctor and grabbed him by the collar.
A heavy punch from the right hand caused the doctor to fall to the ground with blood coming out of the corner of his mouth, and a tooth was knocked out.