"boom!"

"oppa!"

Lin Yun'er's face turned pale, and she immediately stepped forward and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Cui Xiuying also passed a handkerchief from the side silently...

But this handkerchief...

There seems to be some connection with the pattern on her top.

If you look closely, you can see that her top is a whole length shorter, and her smooth and slender waist will be exposed with the slightest movement.

The two women are not stupid. Keeping their eyes closed will only increase their fear. They open the door and close their eyes just so that they will not face the bloody and terrifying environment inside so abruptly.

In fact, the moment Lin Yimao stepped into the 107 operating room, the two of them opened their eyes carefully, and all the man's movements inside were watched by them.

They also saw the ghost doctor holding a syringe "walking around behind", but Lin Yimao seemed not to hear the constant reminders.

…

There was a lot of blood on his hair, face and upper body.

He took the "handkerchief" and wiped it on his face casually.

There is still a scent on the "handkerchief".

But now is not the time to think about where this handkerchief came from.

Lin Yimao raised his head and looked at the two women seriously.

The blood stains on the handsome face have not been wiped clean, and he looks a bit evil and dilapidated.

"No tokens, nothing found."

He told the truth.

"ah?"

The expressions of the two women also changed.

…
Chapter completed!