The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

"All these things will be used on you, are you afraid?" He Jiayi asked Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu curled his lips: "I know you want to scare me away. I also said that no matter how painful the process is, I will not be afraid."

"You are really...stubborn to the end!" He Jiayi put the iron plate heavily aside, and handed the surgical gown to Shen Zhiyu: "Put it on, then lie down on the operating table, as you wish, start right away."

Shen Zhiyu took the surgical gown and changed it, then lay on the operating table. Then, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and the assistant doctor and several nurses walked in.

With a click, the operating lamp above his head turned on, making Shen Zhiyu's eyes sore. He Jiayi stood by the operating table and picked up an unusually thick needle.

"This is an anesthetic needle, which will be inserted into your spine, and then this."

He Jiayi took out a tube full of arm length, the front part was very sharp, as if even bones could be easily pierced, which made people feel scared when they saw it.

"After the anesthesia, you will use this to penetrate the bones in your body to **** out the bone marrow."

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was still slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

Seeing his fearless appearance, He Jiayi could only sigh and lift Shen Zhiyu's clothes to reveal his white and smooth back. The sharp anesthetic needle pierced the skin and went deep into his back.

With the advancing of the needle tube, Shen Zhiyu finally couldn't bear it, groaning painfully, his hands tightly grasped the edge of the operating table, his slender finger bones turned white.

The original warm face faded away all the blood, and the facial features were also distorted due to pain. After a while, cold sweat oozes from the forehead, mixed with tears from the corners of the eyes, and fell down together.

This is the most difficult operation He Jiayi has ever done. The anesthesia for bone marrow extraction is very painful, and he can remain indifferent if he performs this operation on any patient.

But at this moment, lying on the operating table was Shen Zhiyu. His best friend, seeing Shen Zhiyu in pain, he really wanted to stop the operation immediately.

The anesthesia gradually took effect, and Shen Zhiyu tilted his head to the side and fell into a coma.

He Jiayi picked up a sharp scalpel and started the operation.

Three hours later, the operation was over and Shen Zhiyu was pushed out of the operating room.

It wasn't until the evening that Shen Zhiyu woke up faintly. His dilated pupils stared at the ceiling. After a long period of sluggishness, his consciousness gradually returned.

He wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move. Even if he gritted his teeth, he couldn't even move a finger. The deep sense of powerlessness was like falling into an endless abyss.

"Wake up?" A familiar voice came from my ear.

Shen Zhiyu could only reluctantly turn his neck, and saw He Jiayi sitting on the side of the hospital bed, his lips trembling, and a dry voice was squeezed from his throat.

"I…"

"Is it uncomfortable?" He Jiayi said first: "It seems that I can't feel my own existence. It's like my body has been crushed by a heavy stone, my muscles and bones are stiff, and I can't move?"

Shen Zhiyu nodded: "Yes..."

"Your brain is awake, and the anesthesia in your body has not passed. Wait. After the anesthesia in your body has passed, there will be more painful things!" He Jia said angrily, looking at Shen Zhiyu on the hospital bed, he really It is distressed and angry.