"It turns out that not everyone has the desire to survive."
Yi Qingchen snapped her fingers at the man in the white coat.
Chu Yun shrank back subconsciously, "What do you want to do?"
The doctor smiled and touched his face with his hand.
"You have borrowed someone else's face for so long, isn't it time to give it back?"
"No no" Chu Yun suddenly turned pale with fright and trembled all over.
Yi Qingchen was not a good person, and she could almost imagine what he was going to do.
She subconsciously looked around, but there was no possibility of her running out.
There were black bodyguards with guns inside and outside the room.
Not to mention such a group, even just one, she couldn't run away.
"The plastic surgery was really not my idea.
It was Jiang Shaoxiu who asked me to do it.
It has nothing to do with me.
I will find a doctor to make adjustments again when I go back to ensure that there will be no trace of Chu Qiao anymore."
She spoke intermittently, and when she suddenly raised her head, she realized that the man sitting in front of her had been looking at her with an extremely sarcastic look.
"Doctor Zhong, which one is easier to skin, dead or alive, I want the intact one."
"The motionlessness of a dead person will never be as exciting as skinning a living person, especially without anesthesia.
The miserable screams will make the whole body feel excited."
Yi Qingchen sneered and raised the corners of her lips, "I'm very curious."
"No no no" Chu Yun couldn't help shaking his head, "No, no" She stood up against the wall incoherently.
She originally thought that Yi Qingchen would cut off her face at most, but she didn't expect that he actually wanted her life to survive again and again.
She almost forgot that she would actually die one day.
"I am Jiang Shaoxiu's man.
If you dare to touch me, he will definitely not let you go."
"Yi Qingchen, just let me go.
I don't want to either.
I promise that I will never go against Chu Qiao again.
As long as you let me go, I will immediately go for plastic surgery and go abroad immediately.
I have agreed with Chu Qiao Yes, we have cooperated before to deal with Song Wan together.
I also promised to help her find Wen Yi'an.
If you don't believe me, call her and ask her.
I really do."
Chu Yun suddenly remembered this incident, so as if grasping a life-saving straw, she kept repeating to Yi Qingchen her previous friendship with Chu Qiao in fighting side by side, trying to make him let her go.
"If you don't take action yet, you are waiting for me to help you."
Yi Qingchen frowned slightly, seeming a little impatient.
Several bodyguards on the side immediately stepped forward.
"Don't come over"
Chu Yun was like crazy, waving his hands constantly in an attempt to prevent the bodyguards from approaching.
One of the bodyguards grabbed her hand and bit her hard.
The bodyguard slapped her back and threw her to the ground on the spot.
That half of her cheek quickly swelled up.
Chu Yun ignored the pain at this time, quickly got up from the ground, and ran towards the gate.
However, before she could even take a step out, Wen Yi'an kicked her back.
"Are you guys actually hitting women?"
When persuasion and escape failed, she simply started acting up, lying on the ground without getting up, and just kept crying: "I have done so many things for Chu Qiao, she promised me that she would let me go, and she would also Give me a sum of money, but I didn’t expect that it would end up burning bridges across rivers.”
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"In my eyes, anyone who hurt Mr.
Chu is an enemy, regardless of gender."
Wen Yi'an was rarely interested in explaining.
"I beg you, call Chu Qiao, call Chu Qiao.
I'm really helping her.
She asked me to lurk next to Jiang Shaoxiu just to help find Wen Yi'an.
She She even went to Chiang Kai-shek's mansion and handed me a note.
I beg you, please believe me this time.
I really haven't done anything to regret her."
"Yian, bring your phone."
Yi Qingchen's words immediately made Chu Yun feel that she had infinite vitality, but the next second directly kicked her from the road to heaven to hell.
"Video the entire process later and send a copy to Su Wenlan and Jiang Shaoxiu."
"Yes sir."
"Go away, go away" Chu Yun was lying on the ground and started kicking around, but the bodyguards had already lifted her limbs and carried them to the old small square table aside.
"Do I need to gag her?"
"No need."
"White Coat" waved his hand, "Just such a real scream can make people feel goosebumps all over their body."
"Leave me alone, let me go.
I really haven't done anything to regret Chu Qiao again."
Chu Yun's whole body was placed on the table, and her limbs were tied to the four legs of the table.
She could not move at all, and could only hold her hands and feet, so that the thin and worn wooden table almost overturned several times.
"Hold the corner of the table, I'm going to start drawing lines."
The "white coat" had already put on a mask, took out a hospital pen from his pocket, and clasped Chu Yun's chin with one hand, "Don't move around.
If you move around and the line is drawn crooked, it is very likely that you will not draw it."
It’s perfect.
You don’t want the wound to be uneven later.”
"No, no, no, please let me go, let me go."
Chu Yun kept struggling, but his limbs were pressed hard and he could no longer move.
He could only stare wide-eyed and beg for "white coat" with his eyes.
"Shh, don't make any more noise.
You can make more noise when I start to operate the knife later.
I need to be quiet now."
The "white coat" traced thin lines on her face, as carefully as if she was doing college entrance examination questions.
Behind the thick glasses, there was a pair of particularly eerie hanging triangles.
Chu Yun shuddered subconsciously.
However, at this time, she could no longer care about fear.
Even if all the hairs on her body exploded, she had to find a way to leave safely.
"My dear, stop staring at me like that, I will think you are in love with me."
"White coat" smiled coldly.
Chu Yun felt a sudden coldness at her hairline, followed by excruciating pain.
She could feel a cold and sharp scalpel moving back and forth between her skin and flesh, forcibly cutting off the tightly connected skin and flesh. separate She whined uncontrollably in pain.
If her body hadn't been restrained at this moment, she would probably have been lying on the ground rolling around.
Her face had no color at all, and her pale face seemed to have been painted over.
From the wound, bright blood kept flowing to the ground.
It dripped all over the ground and soon gathered into a small river of blood, which kept extending outward.
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The severe pain left her no longer able to scream.
She could only open and close her pale lips, as if she wanted to pray for something.
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