Chapter 551 (1/2)

They worked together to lift the heavy Shylock onto the dusty wasteboard.

As soon as he moved, Shylock woke up. It had been several hours and the anesthetic on him had passed, ”who are you and what do you want to do?”

He struggled hard, but his hands and feet were tied with hemp rope and couldn't move.

Looking at Huang Mao and old K in a white coat, he was frightened. He felt that things didn't seem to be what he imagined. These two people didn't seem to be errands sent by the underground casino to collect debts.

”You help me hold him down and don't let him move.” old K told Huang Mao.

He turned back and opened the two large medicine boxes he had brought, which contained various surgical drugs and surgical instruments, scalpels, hemostatic forceps, anesthetics... And even several bags of plasma in line with Shylock's blood group.

Although he took living organs, old K was once a surgeon who saved the lives and healed the wounded. What he did was only organ trading, not life trading, so preparing these plasma in advance was also to prevent the donor from dying on the operating table in case of massive bleeding during the operation.

As for whether he will die after the operation, it is not his business. Anyway, as long as he does not die during the operation, he will have a clear conscience as an operator.

”What do you want to do?!” seeing that he took out the equipment for surgery, Shylock asked in horror and excitement, and the struggle became more intense.

”What to do, of course, is to operate on you!” Huang Mao told him with a smile on his mouth.

”Do, do what surgery, when do I agree you to operate on me? Let me go, or I'll call the police to catch you, let go, let go!”

Shylock roared desperately.

Huang Mao amoyed his ears and said impatiently, ”it's so noisy.” then he found a rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, the hissing roar stopped suddenly, and the whole world was quiet.

Old K finally prepared all the surgical instruments and ordered Huang Mao to give himself a hand, ”hold him down. I'm going to anesthetize him.”

Shylock stared and watched the injection containing anesthetic inserted into his blood. Almost a moment later, all his struggles turned to zero and there was no more strength to resist.

Huang Mao took down the rag stuffed in his mouth, ”help... Help...” a weak cry for help came from Shylock's mouth. Huang Mao sneered and his face was close to his ear.

”Don't you want to know what operation to perform on you? You've done so many bad things that God can't see, so you sent me to act on behalf of heaven. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll only remove your two kidneys. For scum like you, such punishment is too light! Ha ha ~”

The gloomy words came into Shylock's ears. At the moment, he could not move under the action of anesthetic. Fear, fear, anger and hatred changed alternately on his face. Two lines of tears rolled down from his eyes, and he stared at Huang Mao fiercely.

There are only two kidneys in total. They are all removed. There is no way to live. This guy just wants him to die!

”Why... Why do you want to kill me?” old K gave him general anesthesia. He couldn't lift his arm half a minute with all his strength. He watched his enemy bully him under his nose, but he couldn't cut his enemy. It was terrible for me to be a knife and fish, which made him gnash his teeth.

He's a ghost, and he won't let them go!

”Dead?” Huang Mao stared at him sarcastically. ”Oh, nonono, Mr. Shylock, I think I need to popularize the necessary medical knowledge with you. Even if you remove two kidneys at the same time, people will not die. As long as you dialysis on time, you can still live well!”

Huang Mao's gloating tone is really flat.

”Why, don't you believe it?” he raised his eyebrows. ”If you don't believe it, you can ask the doctor... Old K, tell him that I'm not right?”