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

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

"This sound seems to be Joan!"

Chu Zhixin's tone was very affirmative based on his impression of Qiao An's voice.

"Then let's go there!"

Bai Jingxing held Chu Zhixin's hand tightly, saw ghosts and killed ghosts all the way, saw Buddhas and killed Buddhas, and quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came.

There were also guards guarding the door of the dismantling room. Before Bai Jingxing could pull the trigger, Chu Zhixin kicked them twice and kicked them away.

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

The picture that came into view was shocking.

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

"Who are you?"

The man in the white coat holding a scalpel was so scared that he took two steps back, his hands were still bleeding.

"Bastard, how can you do it!"

Chu Zhixin people were almost crazy, so they pointed at two men in white coats and shot them in the thighs respectively.

Two men in white coats knelt on the ground in an instant and began to yell.

"Joan, hold on, we'll take you away now"

Chu Zhixin had red eyes and looked at Qiao An lying on the operating table, not knowing what to do.

Only three words popped up in my mind: So pitiful!

I can't imagine what the consequences would be if they came one second later.

Qiao An looked at Chu Zhixin and smiled sadly, "I didn't expect that you are so beautiful. Your eyes reminded me of him. You all have a pair of talking eyes. I have no regrets if I can take a look before I die."

"No, you won't die, I won't let you have something to do!"

Chu Zhixin grabbed a man in a white coat, pressed his gun against the man's head, and said fiercely: "You can sew her wound within ten minutes. If it is one minute later, I will make your head bloom."

The man in white coat held the needle and thread in his hands tremblingly and muttered in a low voice, "Yes, she doesn't want to take anesthetics herself, and she asked us to do it quickly. We just fulfilled her wish."

"fart!"

Chu Zhixin slapped the man in the white coat hard and said angrily: "Then I'll cut your waist and let you taste this kind of taste, can you do it?"

"No, no, let's stitch her now, and stitch her now."

The man in the white coat began to perform suture surgery on Qiao An honestly. The feeling of thread-punching needles made people feel unbearable pain just by looking at it, let alone Qiao An himself.

Chu Zhixin held Qiao An's hand and choked and said, "Joan, you can bear it and it will be fine soon. If it hurts, you will scream out loud. It's because I'm not good. It's too late to make you suffer."

Joan was sweating profusely in pain, shook his head, and smiled, "It's okay, it hurts more than this. I've experienced a lot, I can hold on."

"That's good, you 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 very familiar, do you want to take a look again? Then you must go and take a look in person."

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

Joan's voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were so tired that he didn't even have the strength to open it.
Chapter completed!