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Chapter 1201

Chu Zhixin and Bai Jingxing searched room after room, but they couldn't find the dismantling room where Qiao An was located after searching for a long time.

Suddenly, they heard a shrill scream coming from the most remote corner in the southeast.

"This voice seems to be Joan!"

Based on the impression of Qiao An's voice, Chu Zhixin's tone was very certain.

"Then let's go there quickly!"

Bai Jingxing held Chu Zhixin's hand tightly, killing ghosts and Buddhas along the way, and ran quickly in the direction of the sound.

There were also guards guarding the door of the dismantling room. Before Bai Jingxing could pull the trigger, Chu Zhixin kicked them away with two roundhouse kicks.

At the same time, she quickly picked up the weapons of the two guards and fired open the closed door of the dismantling room with a bang.

The scene that came into view was shocking.

I saw that both sides of Qiao An's waist had been cut open, and the man in a white coat was about to take out her most valuable kidney.

"Who are you?"

The man in the white coat holding the scalpel was so frightened that he took two steps back, his hands still bloody.

"Asshole, how could you do this?"

The people in Chuzhixin almost went crazy. They aimed at the two men in white coats and shot them in the thigh respectively.

Two men in white coats instantly knelt on the ground and started yelling.

"Qiao An, just hold on, we'll take you away right now."

Chu Zhixin's eyes were red, facing Qiao An lying on the operating table, not knowing what to do.

Only three words came to mind: So pitiful!

I can't imagine what the consequences would be if they were a second later.

Qiao An looked at Chu Zhixin and smiled sadly, "I didn't expect that you are so beautiful. Your eyes remind me of him. You both have a pair of eyes that can speak. I can look at you before you die.

No regrets.”

"No, you won't die, I won't let anything happen to you!"

Chu Zhixin grabbed a man in a white coat, put the muzzle of the gun against the man's head, and said fiercely: "You have ten more minutes to sew up her wound. If you are one minute late, I will blow your brain."

The man in the white coat held the needle and thread with trembling hands and muttered in a low voice, "Yes, she didn't want to take anesthesia and asked us to do it quickly. We are just fulfilling her wish."

"fart!"

Chu Zhixin slapped the man in the white coat hard and said angrily: "Then I'll slit your waist and let you have a taste of this without anesthesia, okay?"

"No, no, we'll sew her up right now, we'll sew her up right now."

The man in the white coat began to perform the suturing operation on Qiao An honestly. The feeling of threads and needles making people feel unbearable pain just by looking at it, let alone Qiao An himself.

Chu Zhixin held Qiao An's hand and choked up: "Qiao An, please bear with it and you will be fine soon. If it hurts, just scream out. It's my fault. I came too late and made you suffer."

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Qiao An was sweating profusely from the pain. She shook her head and said with a smile, "It's okay. It's more painful than this. I've experienced a lot. I can hold on."

"That's good, hold on, I swear I will take you out of here, and you will definitely wait for your new life. Didn't you say that you think my eyes are familiar? Do you want to take a look again? Then you must

Go and see for yourself”

"I will, I will hold on, but I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep. I'm so tired!"

Qiao An's voice became weaker and weaker, and her eyes were so tired that she didn't even have the strength to open them.
Chapter completed!
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