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Chapter 844 Flowers Blooming on the Operating Table

Some people live as if they are dead, while others contribute more when they are dead than when they are alive. Dr. Bu Cun is clearly the latter.

No one remembers Dr. Bu's real name anymore. From the moment he began receiving treatment from Dr. Gao, he was destined to become a non-existent person.

Pressed to the ground, Dr. Bu's eyes seemed to transform into the mouth of a ferocious beast, full of fangs, ready to devour Dr. Gao. However, as the drug gradually took effect, his memories exploded like bubbles, and the world in his eyes was like a puzzle piece that had fallen from a great height, shattering into pieces.

"Dr. Gao...you..."

The rope wrapped around Dr. Bu's body, and Dr. Gao wrapped him in a black bag and dragged him toward the door.

Bone wax was also helping; the two of them worked together to drag Bucun into the elevator, watching the floor numbers change and calculating the time it would take for the garbage truck to collect the trash.

"Is he dead?"

"Not yet."

Is there enough time?

"The garbage truck from Pig Village will circle around the community, collect all the garbage, and then leave. It takes about fifteen minutes, but if there is a lot of garbage, it may take twenty minutes."

They rushed downstairs, stuffed Dr. Bu into a trash can, and went around to the other side of the flower bushes.

As the garbage truck slowly approached in the night, two strong, mentally challenged young men from the pig village got off and together leaned the garbage bin against the back of the truck. As the conveyor belt operated, the garbage bin was lifted, and all the garbage inside was dumped into the truck's cargo compartment.

A young man, whose nose twitched, sniffed a few times.

"I smell something delicious."

"What's delicious?"

"It's a kind of meat; I've eaten it once before."

Two young men from the pig village clung to the carriage, trying to peek inside.

"What kind of meat?"

"I don't know either. That kind of meat is always packaged in wine bottles, and it's very tender."

"What are you two dawdling for! Get to work!" The driver slammed his pipe against the car door and stuck his head out, cursing, "You two pigs, lazy and greedy."

The empty trash can was put back in its place, the two young men from Pig Village climbed back into the car, and Dr. Gao also emerged from the flower bushes where he had been hiding and climbed into the garbage truck.

The vehicle slowly started moving. Dr. Gao wanted to cover his body with the garbage, but when he looked up, he saw that the bone wax had also come out. This usually gentle and weak nurse was unusually determined today, even stubborn. She also wanted to transport "Doctor Cloth" with Dr. Gao.

This was an unexpected deviation from the plan. After a slight hesitation, Dr. Gao still reached out of the garbage truck and pulled up the bone wax.

"Lie down and don't talk."

Previously, she was most afraid of the dirty work of bone wax in the hospital, so she deliberately buried herself with all kinds of garbage. She didn't want to be separated from Dr. Bu. She wanted to open Dr. Bu's head with her own hands and watch him die little by little in panic and fear.

The garbage truck drove out of the upscale residential area with livid mortis. The autopsy avenue was deathly quiet at night, with occasional eerie sounds coming from the depths of the alley. If you looked closely, you could see that there seemed to be "wild beasts" fighting each other in the "forest".

After collecting garbage from two more residential areas, the garbage truck headed to the Human Entrance Hospital. After cleaning up the garbage there, it would leave Autopsy Avenue and head back to Pig Village before dawn.

The vehicle stopped, and two nurses, one fat and one thin, led the young man from Pig Village around to the back of the hospital. The driver suddenly heard a noise coming from behind the car, but he didn't pay much attention. Dr. Gao and Bone Wax dragged Dr. Cloth into the hospital from the other side, leaving a dirty stain on the clean, bright floor tiles with a black garbage bag.

Compared to Dr. Gao's previous crimes, this time he was very careless, leaving clues in many places.

The operating room lights were turned on, and it was already full of people, which surprised Dr. Gao.

"Why are you all here?"

Inside the operating room were patients cured by Dr. Gao, nurses who had endured Dr. Bu's abuse, and the daughter of the deceased mother.

"The bone-biting forceps sister notified us that today is the day of the surgery and asked everyone to come." The deceased's daughter had grown into a beautiful young woman. She inherited many of her mother's traits: beauty, radiance, and madness. She felt that this world was a garbage, twisted, and perverted place, and that there must be a pure land far away.

"This will drag you all into this."

No one left; they all stared at the black bag that Dr. Gao was dragging.

Footsteps sounded, and a pair of twin nurses locked the hospital doors; the fat one was called a bone biteer, and the thin one was called a bone milling cutter.

"The garbage truck has gone far away, Dr. Gao, let's begin!"

Without any sterilization or other treatments, the operating room was filled with transparent plastic bags. Dr. Bu was lifted out of a black garbage bag and laid flat on the operating table.

The three nurses distributed various tools to everyone in the room. Some of them had red eyes and were just waiting for Dr. Gao to speak.

"I only want his brain. You all need to be careful what you do."

After taking out the complete set of equipment, Dr. Gao fixed the cloth to the operating table and skillfully began preparing for the craniotomy.

The others surrounded the operating table, their gazes slowly shifting to Bu Cun's body. This monster, covered in umbilical cords, was about to have all its cords cut off.

After injecting Bu with a new drug and waiting for him to regain some consciousness, Dr. Gao completely secured his head inside the surgical box and started the cranial drill.

The awakened Bu slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was surrounded by people, those inferior bodies that he had "treated" before, who were holding various sharp medical tools and looking at him with a terrifying gaze.

"Are you all insane? I'm the instructor of the Moral Supervision Group. If I'm killed, none of you will escape. You'll all be locked up in a dark and hopeless intensive care unit forever. You'll become criminal specimens, experimental subjects, ahhh!"

Something pierced through his "tool" of speech, and a female patient timidly withdrew her hand: "I'm sorry, his tongue was moving around, which reminded me of bloody tentacles. I've been trying to break free from them."

"It's okay, you can begin."

Dr. Gao sat in front of the operating box and performed craniotomy to remove the brain. This process was very long, and it was also necessary to ensure that the brain maintained sufficient activity.

To be fair, Dr. Gao was indeed a highly skilled doctor. No matter how much Dr. Bu screamed in agony, he was not disturbed and successfully removed Dr. Bu's brain before he completely died, and injected him with the drug stolen from the Institute of Ethics.

The injected brain was safely placed into a special container. Dr. Gao smiled and affixed a number two label to it, then had the bone-biting forceps place it in the most conspicuous position in the dean's ward.

As for what to do with the bodies, that was no longer Dr. Gao's concern. Inside the operating room, the patients huddled together, the plastic bags covered in red flowers, each with a bright smile on their face, as if spring had finally arrived.

"Standing next to you, I seem rather normal."

(End of this chapter)