This scene was extremely terrifying. Jiang Chen screamed in fear and turned around and ran away.
Only the doctor was left standing there, somewhat dazed.
He knew this woman; she was his neighbor and a piano teacher. He had just undergone a failed surgery that night and had been subjected to a huge commotion by the family. After get off work, he drank some wine and fell asleep in the corridor.
The other person helped him inside and sobered up.
What he remembered most clearly was that he started dissecting the other person from his right hand.
She was lucky. She fainted from the pain several times and woke up again. After one of her hands was dissected, she was still able to wake up and cry for help. She didn't die until she started dissecting the next part.
But this is also due to the fact that I am a professional doctor and know how to stop arterial bleeding in advance.
After a brief lapse of memory, the doctor regained consciousness and looked at the screaming woman in front of him. In a trance, he seemed to recall the night when he had completely fallen into depravity.
Taking a deep breath, the doctor walked forward, his expression changing several times with every step.
Finally, he stopped with the medical kit.
This time, he made a different choice. He squatted down and carefully treated the wound, disinfected it, stopped the bleeding, bandaged it, and at the same time, he spoke to soothe the woman's emotions.
"No, this is just a simple treatment. You are seriously injured and still need to go to the hospital with me for treatment."
Finally, the doctor helped the woman walk out.
The woman also thanked him repeatedly, and seemed to have forgotten that the man in front of her was the one who hurt her.
But just as they walked out, another cry for help came from a room nearby.
The doctor frowned.
At this time, the woman took the initiative to speak and said that she still had the strength to walk to the hospital.
So the doctor went to another room, where he saw another victim he had killed. There was a deep bloody wound on the thigh that extended all the way to the ankle. The tendons in his hands and feet were all severed. He collapsed at home and kept screaming.
He remembered that this was a 200-pound strong man. He had not been able to tie him up at the beginning, so he could only disable his mobility first, and then perform a series of dissections.
"Hold still! Don't struggle too hard. The more you struggle, the faster you bleed!"
This time the doctor didn't think too much and went straight forward to help with the treatment. Finally, he told the other party to wait at home and he would immediately find someone to carry him on a stretcher.
But just as he walked out, another scream was heard next door.
…
Next, the doctor tirelessly saved the people in one room after another, the people he had killed with his own hands.
His expression also changed from confusion, doubt and entanglement at the beginning to becoming firm little by little, as if he had found the oath he made in school to save the dying and the wounded.
After saving the last person, the doctor, covered in blood and sweat, didn't care about himself at all and ran upstairs. He still remembered that many patients needed stretchers.
But after going up two floors, the doctor frowned. He found that the smell of blood in the air seemed to be stronger than before he went downstairs.
With doubt, he pushed open a door.
The scene before him froze the doctor in his tracks. A patient he had treated earlier had died tragically in the room in an even more horrific way.
"What! What happened!?"
The doctor ran over like crazy, and after confirming that the other person was dead, he seemed to have some thoughts, and his face showed an even more panicked look.
Then he almost crawled out and went to the next room.
As expected, another person died after a complete autopsy.
Next came room after room.
The doctor was shocked to see that all the patients he had saved had died after he left, and turned into a pile of organs and flesh.
"Why! What's going on? What's going on? Why?!"
"ah!"
He covered his head and roared in pain.
"Who did this!? Who! Ah! Ah!"
The doctor's face was twisted to an almost hideous state, with a strong resentment spreading outward. His clothes first turned bright red, and then were covered by an even more terrifying black. A cold and terrifying aura filled the entire high-rise building.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in the corridor.
"Who else could it be? It's me and it's you."
The doctor turned his head in disbelief. In the shadows, he saw a face exactly like his, also wearing the same medical uniform. He was covered in blood, and the scalpel in his hand was worn out. It was self-evident what the other person had done.
The moment the evil body opened its mouth, scenes of dissection from the first-person perspective appeared in the doctor's mind.
"ah--!!!"
At this moment, he completely collapsed, took a step forward, and walked into the doctor's body. The next second, his body turned blood red, and a powerful evil aura rose into the sky.
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