With the bond of a believer, it is absolutely impossible to harm Mi Feixue under her will.
Mi Feixue held the cursed doll in one hand and rubbed Mi August’s hand with her face before leaving.
The lab door closes.
Jiang Shou said, “I think there’s something wrong with the way he looks at me.”
“The child is insecure and feels that you are stealing my attention.”
Mi August took out his surgical bag.
“I see.” Jiang Shou relaxed after hearing the explanation, “He is quite jealous.”
“What kind of knife is this?” Jiang Shou stared at the shallow knife that Mi August pulled out of the surgical bag. He had never seen it before. It didn’t look like a dagger or a hidden weapon like a dart.
“Scalpel.” Mi August put on the surgical gloves that were also customized by someone.
“Take off his clothes.”
While Jiang Shou was still looking at the surgical gloves, he was stunned when he heard her words.
“Take off his clothes?”
“Um.”
Jiang Shou was full of questions, and after meeting Mi August’s eyes for a second, he did as she said.
He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but Miss Mi holding the ‘scalpel’ was a little different from usual. She had a majesty that was trustworthy and could not be rejected.
Jiang Shou only took off Chang Dehai’s shirt, and the exposed body was covered with bruises, some of which were deep enough to show the bones.
Jiang Shou glanced at Mi August.
Mi August’s face was pale. When he got closer, he took out some flesh and blood from the edge of the container and put it aside.
“With such oily skin, he can’t even feel pain.” Jiang Shou’s doubts disappeared and he found it funny.
Mi August didn’t respond, and she cut Chang Dehai’s chest with the scalpel.
Jiang Shou’s words stopped abruptly.
It is silky and smooth even to the naked eye.
It seems that what is cut under the thin knife is not flesh, but cloth.
The flesh was already separated, and the bleeding was unresponsive. It took a while before the slightest trace of blood seeped out.