Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

The donor is the woman Qian bao'er met at the stairs just now.

The woman fixed her eyes on Qian Baoer, got up and raised a polite smile.

"Hello, I'm Qian Mengyao."

Qian bao'er was stunned, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the woman, "hello."

Qian Mengyao smiled at her gently, but there was no smile at the bottom of her eyes, even with a trace of... Hostility.

Qian bao'er thought he was dazzled. After all, the hostility disappeared in an instant.

The doctor said faintly, "this is the donor. Come and sign with me. You can arrange the operation later."

Qian bao'er looked at the thick pile of preoperative notices, frowned slightly, and a bad premonition welled up from the bottom of his heart.

She looked up at the doctor. "My uncle will come soon. Do you want him to sign?"

The doctor frowned. "I have several operations to be busy behind me. How can I have so much time for you?"

It was the first time she met such a doctor. She pursed her lips and looked at the thick pile of notices. She was taken away by the doctor after just two lines.

"Do you sign or not?"

"I haven't seen..." before she finished, the doctor stared at her again and pointed to the bottom position on the notice, "can't you see? Just sign there and hurry up."

Qian Baoer had no choice but to sign it.

The doctor immediately took away the notice, let the three wait inside and left alone.

For a time, the clinic was particularly quiet.

Qian bao'er couldn't help looking at the women around him, "Miss Qian."

Qian Mengyao looked at her sideways and looked back at her. It was really beautiful, but there were some traces of artificial carving.

"What's the matter?"

Qian bao'er paused and said, "you... Young, why do you donate your stomach?"

The woman smiled softly, "I have a terminal illness. I want to help some people before I die."

Qian bao'er was a little surprised that the woman looked in her early twenties and even suffered from a terminal disease.

It's a pity.

Qian Mengyao seemed to be used to such eyes. With a shallow smile, he began to chat with her, "is this patient your mother?"

She paused, looked at Zhao Mei and sighed deeply, neither denying nor admitting.

Qian Mengyao seemed to know that she had difficulties and didn't ask any more.

A few minutes later, the doctor came back and called Qian Mengyao away.

Half an hour later, the doctor turned back, pointed to Qian bao'er and said, "come with the patient and anesthetize her first."

Qian bao'er got up and took Zhao Mei up.

They came all the way to the operating room.

Qian bao'er hesitated how to tell the doctor that he wanted to follow in, so he saw the doctor hand her two sets of surgical clothes.

She paused. "Is this?"

"Such a big operation patient must have a talent around him. Why, don't you want to go in?"

She was speechless. She took the surgical suit and put it on. She didn't forget to put it on Zhao Mei next to her.

As soon as he entered the door, the doctor pointed to the operating table facing the door, "lie down."

Qian bao'er looked around and wondered, "doctor, you are the only one in this operation?"

The doctor said without looking back: "the nurses will come later. You take the patient up and lie down first."

Qian bao'er gave a cry and helped Zhao Mei to the operating table.

Zhao Mei's legs and feet are not very sharp. Qian bao'er can't go up the half person high operating bed. She squats down and holds her waist, ready to push her from the back.

At the beginning, there was a sudden pain in the neck.

The next second, a violent dizziness came.

Her eyes darkened and she fainted to the ground.

Before she completely lost consciousness, she saw someone enter the operating room.

The man, wearing a pair of red high heels, came towards her

……

The snow-white ceiling and the dim yellow light hanging on it give people a feeling of being separated from the world.

"Tick -"

A drop of unknown liquid dripped down the syringe on Qian Baoer's eyelids.

She frowned, her consciousness gradually returned, but her body was very heavy.

She tried to open her eyes and saw a mirror.

The mirror was facing her face. She was surprised to find herself lying on an operating bed with her hands and feet tied.

Zhao Mei lay on the operating bed next to her, like a dead man. She didn't even move.

"Creak -" someone pushed open the heavy door, and the sound of high heels followed.

Qian bao'er looked in the mirror at the pair of red high heels getting closer and closer to himself, and his heart was torn into a lump.

Who the hell is it?

Suddenly, the woman bent down and a beautiful face carved the day after tomorrow came into her eyes.

Qian Baoer was surprised.

Qian Mengyao?

Didn't she leave the clinic before herself? How did you show up here?

It's reasonable that she should lie on the operating bed

Qian Mengyao's eyes condensed and fell on her face, "wake up?"

The woman's voice suddenly changed.

Qian Baoer was stunned. Looking up, he saw Qian Mengyao's voice changer hidden under his collar

She was stunned.

Qian Mengyao sneered and his eyes were cold. "It's good to wake up. Peeling alive is fun."

Skinning?!

Qian bao'er looked at her in surprise, "who are you?"

Qian Mengyao came to the bedside. Her red nails crossed her face and narrowed her eyes slightly. "Who am I? Qian bao'er, can't you remember at all?"

This woman... Knows her name.

Qian bao'er's brain rotates rapidly, but he can't determine the woman's identity.

Who the hell is it?

Qian Mengyao looked down at her, "even if you want to break your head, you probably can't guess who I am. Hum, Lin Ye, it's all up to you."

The woman said, casting a wink at the man on the side.

Qian bao'er looked up slightly and saw the doctor standing at the door. His pupils trembled.

Lin Ye said quietly, "it's all miss Fu's life. It has nothing to do with me."

Qian Mengyao snorted and joked, "I like your sweet little mouth. By the way, will it be easier to fit my face when she peels while she is awake?"

Lin Ye looks at Qian Mengyao. He doesn't dare to reveal the truth. He only tells what the woman wants to hear, "yes."

Qian Mengyao's whole body was made by him with a knife. She moved the knife from the body to the facial features, and finally made the most perfect facial features, but she was still unwilling to peel the face of a living person.

Lin Ye has never heard of this method of skin grafting, but he can only do it when the woman asks again and again.

Qian Baoer's hair trembled when he listened to the strange conversation between the two people.

She stared at the woman, "I have no enemies with you. Why do you want to kill me?"

"No injustice, no hatred?" Qian Mengyao snorted, "Qian bao'er, the person I hate most in the world is you!"