Chapter 223 Pharmacist【52】Dead people, just be remembered
There were a few lights on in the secret room, the light was dim, and everything was enveloped in a layer of gray and hazy.
Mo Qing raised his eyes.
Jiang Ke turned around.
Jiang Ke was tall and tall, and his figure was shrouded in dark light. His shadow was erratic, swaying, and had different shades. His whole person was tinged with an illusory color, which was somewhat unreal.
Mo Qing was stunned for a moment and was very interested in Jiang Ke's words: "What deal do you want to make?"
Light danced in Jiang Ke's eyes, but his eyes became darker.
He spoke slowly: "The only way to eliminate the bomb threat is with your scalpel."
Mo Qing was noncommittal.
The tiny bomb was implanted in her heart.
The base knew that her body could recover quickly, and only by destroying her brain or heart could she be completely destroyed. The only parts that could be implanted were these two organs.
With their technology, they can only implant a heart.
From the beginning, Mo Qing knew that they did not have the skills to take out the bomb yet.
It is said to be a "one-year observation period", but in fact, it is just to give her some permissions after one year. They will still restrict her and control her, and will not let her go easily.
She knows all this.
She also knows how to take out the bomb.
——These are all leftovers from her play.
"It seems you know the whereabouts of the scalpel." Mo Qing said slowly and gently, raising his eyelids, "Tell me your request."
Jiang Ke stared at her and said word by word: "Multiple choice question. First, is it a way to get rid of your restraints and gain freedom. Second, if I can resurrect Jiang Yan, but I will die, do you want to know the way?
"
Mo Qing was stunned for a while.
She didn't expect that Jiang Ke would suddenly throw out such a choice.
There is a way to revive Jiang Yan, but will Jiang Ke die?
"Do you want to sacrifice you and me to let Jiang Yan live?" Seeing her silence, Jiang Ke curled his fingers tightly and asked.
He was two steps away from Mo Qing.
But at this moment, the distance between these two steps is like a deep chasm.
Mo Qing just stood there, not moving, with her long hair hanging loose and slightly messy. Her short sleeves and trousers outlined her figure. In this closed dark room, she still didn't hide her glory.
In appearance, temperament, and figure, she has always stood out.
But Jiang Ke had met so many people, but she was the most special.
All the unrest in Jiang Ke's life came from her.
"Is this a deal?" After a long moment, Mo Qing tilted his head slightly and his tone was casual.
That attitude didn't seem like he was facing a difficult choice.
Jiang Ke's eyes dimmed: "Choose one of the two, you can only know one."
Mo Qing suddenly smiled and asked, "Is there still a need to choose?"
"..."
She was very simple and direct, and her words were light and airy, but it was a heavy blow that made Jiang Ke's heart slowly sink.
Jiang Ke slowly opened his fingers, and the sweat on his palms was cold.
His eyelids slowly lowered, covering up some complicated emotions.
However, the next moment, Mo Qing asked urgently: "Where is my scalpel?"
After being startled for two seconds, Jiang Ke raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Mo Qing again: "What?"
"I choose one." Mo Xiang took two steps forward and came to him. She raised her narrow eyes and raised her eyebrows, "Go get my scalpel."
Jiang Ke was a little unbelievable: "You don't want to know?"
"I don't want to know." Mo Qing said simply, "For Jiang Yan, I have to sacrifice you. I can take care of it if I can, but forget it if I can't. Why should I sacrifice my freedom?"
Jiang Ke: "..."
This answer was something he didn't expect.
Afterwards, Jiang Ke asked again: "Are you not willing to sacrifice yourself to let him live?"
Mo Qing frowned: "Are you finished?"
She's quite fierce.
But Jiang Ke was not frightened, and asked again: "How do you want to manage it?"
Mo Qing was silent for a second and said directly: "A hundred years ago, if I had to choose between you and Jiang Yan, I would choose him without hesitation. I could even kill you with my own hands."
Jiang Ke's eyes flashed slightly.
"But this era does not belong to Jiang Yan." Mo Qing paused again, "If I had to choose one of you, I would choose you."
"Why?"
Mo Qing said lightly: "It would be nice for the dead to be remembered by others."
Initially, she was unable to make a choice because of her unfamiliarity with this era.
Even when she first woke up and someone told her that by killing Jiang Ke, Jiang Yan would be resurrected, she would do it without hesitation.
But now, it's different.
In the darkness, Jiang Ke curled his lower lip.
Afterwards, Jiang Ke said: "Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"Look for your scalpel."
This was supposed to be the last warehouse, but Jiang Ke opened a secret passage in the wall.
The secret passage is very long, and after walking along it for nearly four or five minutes, the view becomes wider.
At the end is a small room.
The room was dark and nothing could be seen. Jiang Ke used his mobile phone to illuminate and looked around. It was empty and empty.
Mo Qing fanned himself and felt that the air was moldy.
She frowned slightly: "You'd better remember correctly."
"I remember correctly."
Jiang Ke answered and came to another wall.
"A secret room again?" Mo Qing had a headache.
"Secret grid."
Jiang Ke said and started knocking on the wall.
After a while, he found a certain place: "Smash it open."
Mo Qing walked over and expressed doubt: "No mechanism?"
"I don't have this memory. The wall is sealed." Jiang Ke said.
Mo Qing moved his arms, raised his fist, and hit the area Jiang Ke pointed at hard.
The moment he saw Mo Qing swinging his fist, Jiang Ke's eyelids twitched, and Mo Qing's thin and tender hands flashed in his mind, but the next second, a hole was punched in the wall, making Jiang Ke instantly numb.
After the hole in the wall was exposed, there was a wooden box inside.
Mo Qing reached out and took it out, weighed it in his hand, then violently destroyed the wooden box, found a hard cloth bag, opened it, and saw that it was full of blades and handles.
The scalpels were made according to Mo Qing's habits, and there are various styles, including even ordinary knives. In her hand, she can hurt or save people.
"Do you want to..." Make sure.
Before Jiang Ke finished speaking, she saw Mo Qing cut her finger, and blood immediately fell on the blade.
Just like her set of acupuncture needles, the blade instantly absorbed the blood and emitted a burst of fluorescence.
"Yes, it's true."
After confirming, Mo Qing collected the hard cloth bag.
"..."
Jiang Ke had nothing to say.
However, Jiang Ke soon thought of another question: "Can you take out the bomb yourself?"
Mo Qing opened his mouth and said sarcastically: "Are you really engaged in the medical industry?"
Jiang Ke: "..." Who told you that there are so many incredible things happening to you?
"I've decided who to do the surgery on, but," Mo Qing paused, "take him out first and then talk."
Jiang Ke stretched out his hand towards Mo Qing: "Give it to me."
Mo Qing was confused: "If I let you go, I won't be searched?"
Jiang Ke affirmed: "No."
Not questioning the authenticity of Jiang Ke's words, Mo Qing directly handed the hard cloth bag to Jiang Ke.
