"Dark Night Lord! Listen to me!" Han Beier calmed down, her black eyes as clear as stars, "I have never had a kidney transplant. I have a physical examination almost every year. I know my own body very well. I
I have never had a kidney transplant! You come to the doctor immediately to save Xiao B and check whether I have had a kidney transplant. If I have, I will personally dig out my kidney and return it to your sister without you having to do anything!"
Seeing Han Beier who was so sure in front of him, Dark Night Lord hesitated.
Then he denied his suspicions
You can’t go wrong!
He can never be wrong!
Back then, it was Han Beier's grandfather who personally admitted that he had saved Han Beier's life with Xiaotong's kidney, and Xiaotong's surgery drape was signed by Han Beier's grandfather, so he could never make a mistake!
"Dark Night Lord! Get a doctor to save Xiao Yi!" Han Beier roared angrily, "I am now the fish on your chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by you. What are you still afraid of? Are you afraid that you made a mistake?
You only dare to do things but don’t take them seriously, right? Are you just a coward with a lustful lust and a weak heart? Are you just a man without a seed, aren’t you?”
Han Beier's questions became colder and harsher, and An Yejue's face became more and more ugly, "Okay! I will find a doctor to confront you! I will convince you to die!"
An Yejue waved to the camera in the upper right corner of the room. After a while, a doctor was brought in by Qinglong.
"Master!" Qinglong nodded respectfully
The doctor squatted down and rescued Yu Xiaoyi without waiting for anyone's instructions.
"Doctor! Please! Please save him!" Han Beier begged bitterly.
"You're still worried about yourself!" Dark Night Lord winked at Qinglong, who nodded and signaled the men outside to press the mechanism that bound Han Beier's limbs.
The steel wire was loosened. Han Beier couldn't wait to get up from the bed and look at Yu Xiaoyi on the ground, but An Yejue grabbed his hair and held him tightly, unable to move.
"Take her for a checkup!" Dark Night Lord pushed Han Beier towards Qinglong, and Han Beier fell at Qinglong's feet.
Qinglong bent down, twisted Han Beier's arms, and half dragged and half dragged Han Beier out of the operating room.
"Is there any way he can be saved?" An Yejue asked the doctor, who was squatting on the ground and sweating profusely, as cold as frost.
"I will try my best!" The doctor raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"You don't have to work so hard!" An Yejue smiled cruelly and walked out, "It's best to die!"
The doctor smiled bitterly, but his men continued to stitch up Yu Xiaoyi's wound.
Although he is a subordinate of the Dark Night Organization, how can he ignore the death of a doctor? Fortunately, this is an operating room, and all rescue items are available. Moreover, the injured did not damage any important organs, but only suffered from excessive bleeding.
can survive
Dark Night Lord paced back and forth in the corridor
Why?
Why hasn't Qinglong come back after so long?
Did something happen?
Dark Night Lord started to feel a little uneasy
Will not!
Nothing will happen!
Qinglong has experienced many battles and is the best person in the Dark Night Organization besides him. Moreover, this hospital has been firmly controlled by all the elites of the Dark Night Organization. How could something happen?
