She leaned against the wall, her body already trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but recall the incident in the no-man's land where he was injured and covered in blood.
At that time, a large piece of skin on his face was torn off, and even his jawbone was exposed. He still suppressed the words and spoke to her in a calm tone without crying out.
What is happening now?
Breaking out in a cold sweat, she leaned against the wall and listened for a while, only to feel that the shouting was getting louder and louder, and the more she screamed, the more heartbreaking it was. She no longer dared to imagine what the situation was over there, and she clenched her fists and panicked.
After a while, go over and open the door again.
The door still won't open.
She slapped the door panel from behind and shouted loudly: "Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me? Open the door for me and let me out! I want to get out!"
There were footsteps, getting closer and closer.
I was slightly relieved, but soon turned to disappointment.
Because the footsteps moved away quickly and away, the people outside the door were just passing by and ignored her at all. They must have been instructed in advance not to let the people locked in this room out.
She had no choice but to pull the door hard from the inside, causing the door panel and frame to rattle.
But it was of no use. The door lock was really strong, and the strength in her hand was so strong that she actually pulled the metal handle to break with a snap. Under the action of inertia, she fell backwards and fell in.
On the sofa.
Screaming. He was still screaming over there.
She rolled off the sofa and stood up again. After thinking about it, she pushed the big sofa in the other direction, clearing a long and narrow space that led directly to the door. She stood up and took a few steps back.
The length of this space was used as a running start. The whole person jumped up and kicked the door.
There was a loud noise. The entire door, including the door frame outside, was completely separated from the wall due to this kick, and hit the ground heavily, causing a cloud of smoke and dust to rise. She heard many people screaming and turning.
At first glance, a large group of doctors and nurses were stunned.
How could she care so much, she shouted perfunctorily: "I'm sorry", jumped down from the door panel that had been kicked into a hole, grabbed the road and rushed towards the direction where his voice came from.
The operating room door is locked tightly, but the wall is made of transparent glass.
She rushed over from the corridor and saw from a distance that he was covered in a strange semi-metallic and semi-transparent shell. Countless threads of different colors, thicknesses, and lengths extended from the cover and connected them in the room.
on a variety of instruments.
Due to the angle and the doctor walking around, she couldn't see his expression clearly. She could only hear him screaming crazily in the shell, yelling: "I can't stand it anymore, I want to
Get an anesthesia injection! I want an injection... No, we can’t open the shell now, quickly bring the anesthetic through the tube... Anesthetic, anesthetic, give me anesthetic!"
Father Guo stood beside him with his hands behind his back, his face cold and expressionless. When he saw her rushing over, he half turned around and waved to her, telling her not to come and disturb her.
A doctor had already taken out the anesthesia drugs from the box, but he still looked at him with a questioning look and said cautiously: "Academician Guo, look..."
Father Guo snorted and ignored the doctor. His tone was somewhat reprimanding, and he lowered his head and asked Guo Jiu: "Anesthesia at this time may affect the brain nerves due to drug interaction. I doubt it now."
What are all the things in your mind that you don’t even know about such a simple thing?”
He was still yelling and there was no time to pay attention to him.
Father Guo turned to the other side and asked a young doctor standing in the corner of the room, "Where is the contract paper? Show it to me."
The little doctor nodded quickly, went to the cabinet on one side and rummaged around, found a document and presented it to him with both hands. Father Guo took it in his hand and flipped it over a few times, picked out one of the pages, and put it in his hands through a glass cover.
His eyes trembled for a while, and he said: "Look, come, look. It is stipulated in the contract that no matter how much pain Party A endures or what requests it makes during the process, no drugs with anesthetic effects are allowed to be used in any form.
So as not to affect the intellectual level. You also signed. Did you see it? Your own handwriting is as ugly as a crawling worm. It is simply unbelievable that such a big person can't write well."
Then he threw the contract on the ground beside him. The young doctor quickly bent down and picked it up. Guo Jiu's voice was already a little hoarse: "I regret it, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, anyway, I
IQ is 230. Even if you erase a fraction, you will still have 200. Give me an anesthesia. You will just think that the contract is all nonsense. I will give you an anesthesia!"
Father Guo tapped his knuckles on the glass shell in front of his face twice and said, "Azi is already here. Do you want her to see you like this?"
He immediately stopped shouting and said in a low voice: "Didn't I ask you to get her away? Hurry up, get her away."
Father Guo snorted, shook his head and said, "Let her watch, so that you don't have to yell and annoy people to death."
He stopped shouting and tried to hold back. But even through the glass and metal shell on his body and the curtain wall of the operating room, she could hear him gasping for air while holding back the pain. She couldn't help but feel
He felt distressed and said outside: "It's not my fault, Guo Jiu, if you feel pain, don't hold it in, just scream if you want. I think you are retarded at most, and I will never laugh at you."
Guo Jiu protested loudly: "Go away, my IQ is 230, and you say I'm mentally retarded, so after all, who are you?"
But she didn't expect that he would dare to argue with her even though he was in so much pain. She couldn't hold it in for a moment, so she yelled out: "You are poisonous!"
Father Guo glared at her: "You are only allowed to look, but you are not allowed to speak."
She was very afraid of him, so she had no choice but to keep silent. After standing outside for a while, she felt that her heart was pinching and hurting. She couldn't stand it any longer, so she stepped back and sat down on a silver-gray chair on the side of the corridor.
I took out my phone, turned on the screen, and swiped it randomly a few times. I wasn't in the mood to play at all, so I put it back in my pocket, leaned back heavily on the chair, stared up at the ceiling, and waited.
She just sat like this. After an unknown amount of time, she heard another noise coming from the operating room. She quickly turned her head to look and found that the metal shell was slowly raised by the mechanism arm and moved to the other side.
On one side, she folded it and put it away. She quickly ran over and asked, "Is it done? Are you okay?"
Guo Jiu raised one of his hands with great difficulty, and made a circle gesture to her to show that he was fine. He took a few deep breaths, and begged softly and half-deadly: "Can you please let me take a moment?"