Tang Qisheng had heard similar words many times. This so-called surgery was undoubtedly another mission, and the man's words were related to their life and death tonight.
However, there was one thing Tang Qisheng couldn't figure out for the time being. They were only assistants in the surgery, so what danger could there be?
Could it be that the special patient suddenly woke up during the surgery, broke free from the restraints, and killed them all?
Thinking it over, that seemed the most likely. But the thought of the other person's abdomen being open, their internal organs and white bones exposed to the air, was truly terrifying.
A moment later, Tang Qisheng shook his head. He was overthinking things. After all, they were currently blindfolded, so even if there was a terrifying scene, he wouldn't be able to see it.
But… but how come not being able to see and relying on imagination felt even scarier?
"Creak—"
It was the sound of a door opening. Tang Qisheng couldn't help but frown. This didn't sound like a surgery room door; it sounded like a wooden door.
And an old wooden door, the kind that hadn't been opened in a long time.
Everyone entered the operating room in turn. Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie were at the end. It sounded busy inside, with the sound of instruments being organized and people walking back and forth. If he listened carefully, he could even hear a few people discussing something in low voices, perhaps the patient's condition.
"Cough, cough." Someone cleared their throat. The voice sounded like an older man. "I'm in charge of this surgery. I'm glad you're willing to help, but I'll reiterate: this is an operating room, a place where lives are at stake. You must all follow instructions."
None of Tang Qisheng and the others spoke. They all remembered the man who brought them here's warning: once you enter this operating room, you must remain silent throughout.
"Make way, make way!"
Amidst a series of squeaks and clangs from behind, Tang Qisheng pulled Zhu Jie out of the way in time. The sound indicated a medical trolley full of surgical instruments being pushed over.
"Clang!"
With the sound of impact, the trolley seemed to have hit something heavy, and then stopped.
Tang Qisheng couldn't help but frown. Why were these so-called medical staff in the operating room so clumsy?
"Listen to my instructions. The surgery will begin precisely in five minutes. The patient has entered deep anesthesia. Everyone, take your positions and perform the final pre-op checks." The voice of the old professor sounded again.
"Those of you who came to help, listen carefully. We don't need you to deeply participate in the surgery. Your task is just to assist. I'll be giving you different medical utensils later, and you must hold them steady. Also, keep your mouths shut. You're not doctors, and you don't know how to complete a proper surgery, so there's no need for you to discuss it."
"Do you understand?" The old professor's voice suddenly became louder.
Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie just nodded, without responding aloud.
In less than a minute, Tang Qisheng, Zhu Jie, and the others each received a metal instrument. The medical instrument in Tang Qisheng's hand felt like a plate, but it was much heavier than an ordinary plate.
With the old professor's command, this strange surgery officially began in this strange atmosphere.
Because he was blindfolded, Tang Qisheng couldn't see anything, but he soon smelled a strong, pungent smell of blood.
The thought of the child who might be the key clue being tied to the operating table filled Tang Qisheng with complex emotions. That was a clue that Jiang Cheng and the others had risked their lives to obtain, but it was about to be cut off.
At this moment, Tang Qisheng's sense of hearing was greatly enhanced. Besides the breathing of the doctors, he could even clearly hear the sound of the blade cutting through human skin, a sound that made his skin crawl.
But slowly, Tang Qisheng noticed something was wrong. The sound of the blade cutting through the skin almost never stopped, and it wasn't just one blade, but several scalpels cutting at the same time.
What kind of surgery would use several scalpels to cut non-stop?
This was a surgery where lives were at stake, not a slaughterhouse butchering pigs.
What was worse was that a few times the scalpels even collided with each other, making crisp clanging sounds.
Moreover, Tang Qisheng could clearly hear the sound of dripping water. The sound of dripping water became faster and faster, and finally converged into a stream. Tang Qisheng could even imagine the bloody scene on the operating table at this moment.
Cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. Tang Qisheng felt that these doctors were very strange. They didn't seem to be performing surgery, but rather…dissecting a body!
"The patient's condition is very poor, massive bleeding throughout the body, immediately supply plasma!"
"Don't hold back the medication, push the dose to the maximum!"
"The patient's left hand is completely necrotic, amputate immediately!"
"The patient's right eyeball is ruptured, request immediate removal!"
"The patient…"
…
The series of judgment-like voices made everyone present shudder, and some had even begun to sob softly.
"Slap!"
A few drops of warmth splashed on his face. It was blood, fresh, scalding blood, and the slap sound was a piece of bloody flesh being thrown into the plate.
"Hold it steady, this is the patient's removed internal organs." Another unfamiliar voice sounded, probably one of the doctors performing the surgery.
With the constant "slap, slap" sounds, Tang Qisheng understood that these people were throwing the various parts removed from the corpse into their plates.
That's right, it was a corpse, because the special patient was definitely not alive at this moment.
"Crack."
"Crack, crack."
"Cra—cra—"
"Cra—cra—"
…
Tang Qisheng couldn't help but gasp, and a nose full of blood rushed in. He even heard the sound of scissors and a saw.
The saw should have been cutting into the bones, making harsh sounds as it was pulled back and forth.
Now Tang Qisheng was certain that this so-called surgery and the doctors were all fake. These doctors seemed to be playing around, not professional at all. They were imposters, perhaps they were the real patients in the hospital.
But no matter what, this act had to continue. Frankly speaking, if the scene was just a bit bloody, it wouldn't be a problem for Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie. They wouldn't panic and ruin the rules of the operating room.
And from the looks of it, the others had also endured it. Tang Qisheng was worried about something else, the unexpected event that the man had repeatedly emphasized before they came in.
"Slap!"
Another large piece of meat was thrown over, this time hitting Tang Qisheng's plate.
"Hair! The patient's hair is sick, must be cut off, cut off!"
The emotions of these doctors were becoming more and more frantic. This was a carnival of madmen.
Judging from the sound and the weight in his hand, Tang Qisheng knew that the plate definitely contained more than just hair. These doctors were not professional at all, and they were randomly calling out the names of the various organs.
But just as Tang Qisheng was still thinking about what the accident in this surgery could be, he suddenly froze. Then his pupils shrank sharply, and he realized something terrifying.
He was the last of the people who came in, and the order in which the organs were thrown over was also based on that. That meant it should be over by the time it got to him.
He recalled the names of the organs one by one, "The first was internal organs, the second was the left hand, then the right eyeball, heart, ear, left foot, kidney, and then the last one, which was the so-called hair in his plate."
There were a total of eight messy human organs, but…but after the old woman was taken away tonight, there were only seven of them left!
Who was the extra one?!