Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

He could only rush to the front desk of the hospital for help.

This morning, he personally brought his sister over to finish the procedure and start nursing.

So the hospital system has full documentation in place to prove that care should start normally.

As a result, the hospital couldn't contact the attending physician, and Fuko and the others seemed to have disappeared, so Shimura finally called the police.

While waiting for the arrival of the police, the hospital followed Shimura and Yixia to the nursing room for verification.

At this time, Tatsuya and Yameng had left the nursing room and began to look for the enchantment of the witch.

Shimura, who was extremely worried, was not in the mood to care where they went.

With the worst premonition, he asked the hospital to search the rooftops, at least ruling out the possibility of Fengzi committing suicide.

The police rushed to the hospital to investigate and collect evidence.

After he and Yixia were recorded, they were asked to wait for the police's actions.

How could the anxious Shimura sit quietly, he left Xia Xia and started wandering around the hospital alone.

Walk and walk, he recalled his sister's voice and smile.

I still remember holding her hand and promising her that I would heal her legs and get her back on her feet.

"Fengzi, without you, our family will not be complete. This is the biggest 'interference'."

"Don't be overwhelmed."

His low soliloquy echoed in the hallway.

At the end of the corridor, the barrier entrance that was knocked open has not been closed yet.

Chapter 46 The girl's wish is pulling herself into the abyss ([-])

[There is no medical method that does not require surgery. You see, the sick parts are all in the body. If there is no surgery, how can it be cured? 】

The enchantment in front of him is filled with a delicate, mechanically cold feeling.

Just seeing the human specimens displayed in the culture tanks will link this place with the laboratory of the mad doctor.

But in fact, the entire enchantment does not have the horrible bloody feeling of flying flesh and limbs.

The cleanliness and unusual cleanliness create an atmosphere as delicate as a machine.

Yameng's instant movement took her through rows of cultivation tanks.

The cold and curious human specimens she saw from the corner of her eyes made her furious.

But she kept Yuan's teachings in mind and reminded herself that she was not an envoy of justice.

Rather than seeking justice for those who were murdered by the witch, it is more important to sharpen yourself in the process of defeating the witch.

And ensure your own "survival".

——Of course, if he can defeat the witch, then he will also avenge the victim!

[Blue lips are a sign of stomach disease. If you don’t mind, I’ll replace your digestive organ for you]

The figure in the white coat in front of the operating table turned his head and looked over.

Farther away, there was a figure of a girl in a wheelchair, sitting behind the operating table holding a small white beast.

Within the twisted barrier, the battle between the magical girl and the witch is imminent.

She did not underestimate the "strong" witch at all.

The state of fighting with the "heart" has been adjusted, and she is expressionless with the corners of her eyes hanging.

The "intuition" gradually cultivated let her know that rushing forward at the current speed is courting death.

So before she fell on the operating table to attack the witch, she used the culture tanks everywhere to launch the second instant.

Shhhhhhhhhhhh!

Cracks appeared on the cultivation tank she used to "grab the earth".

The nutrient solution inside slowly overflowed.

But before wetting the soles of her shoes, she lost her figure.

A moment later, she appeared in front of the witch and threw her fist at her.

The witch looks like an ordinary female doctor.

A white coat covers her body, while a huge mask hides her expression.

On her operating table, lay the only "food" that ran into the barrier by itself during this period of time.

The dissection has not yet started, and the "food" is lying quietly.

The witch no longer has time for her favorite sport.

She had just discovered the intruder, and the next moment, Yameng's gauntlet was magnified in her eyes.

boom--!

The pale golden magic power erupted, and Yameng's fist made a sound like metal in a hammer.

At any rate, the magical girl was still concerned about the humans on the operating table, so instead of throwing straight punches, she swung swinging punches.

From right to left, she hammered the figure in the white coat to the ground, grinding a section of scorched marks on the simple metal floor.

——There are many weird places, whether it is the feeling of hitting or the result of hitting.

With the state of "heart" fighting, lightning helped Yameng analyze a series of information.

She didn't take the opportunity to pursue, but cautiously looked at the witch who got up.

"Sister Yameng, you guys came earlier than I expected, but Qianqiu is not so easy to deal with~"

A familiar voice came from behind the operating table.

You can imagine that big smile just by listening to it.

The smile is not at all appropriate in the delicate, mechanically cold enchantment.

Yameng has taught Fengzi's speech skills

Li, she didn't want to talk to her, she just waited for Tatsuya to deal with Fuko.

[You need to use your waist strength to swing your fist, and hitting metal will damage your bones.Since the waist is strained and the hand is broken, let’s lie down and wait for the operation】

Eliminating Fengzi's language interference, Yameng was able to see the whole process of the witch getting up.

It was really like the feeling of her hitting the witch, she made a rattling metal friction sound, and stood up from the ground.

The white coat was messy, and she didn't seem to be injured at all.

With the appearance of the witch text, she shook her white coat, and two scalpels appeared in her hands.

She looked at Yameng like looking at a living body to be dissected.

A little spark flashed under the mask from the hit jaw just now.

Then, as she walked slowly towards Yameng, a row of mechanical prosthetic limbs protruded from her back.

Welding, rivets, grinding, prosthetic stitches and repairs, the moment she took the fifth step, the damage had been repaired.

And she also suddenly narrowed the distance, and swung the scalpel at Yameng.

Her actions cannot escape Yameng's insight of fighting with her "heart".

Ke Yameng found that without using instant movement, her speed could not keep up with the witch!

Not the speed of movement, but the speed of attack.

Yameng could clearly see the movement of the witch rushing over, but when the scalpel was swung out, all she saw was the light of the knife.

She swung the scalpel much faster than she could run, like a precision machine, accurate and ruthless.

Before he had time to think about it, Zuxin had already grasped the ground, and Yameng's body brought about an instant rhythm, leading her away from danger.

Shhhhhhhhhhhh!

The light refracted by the scalpel flashed, and Yameng left the place with an instant movement.

A line of blood exposed the trajectory of her disappearing and reappearing in an instant, and it also indicated that the instant she stepped out was one step late.

[Abdominal muscles are part of the connective tissue of the human body, among which the inguinal ligament is the key to link the strength of the waist and legs]

Cold sweat dripped from her head all of a sudden.

Especially when the palm of her upper abdomen felt warm and slippery, a chill ran down her back.

The front of the blood line is where she stood just now.

One of her body parts didn't come with the teleportation.

The missing part was even almost there when she hit the ground, causing her to wobble and fall to the ground.

That organ, it looks like a tendon...or ligament.

The body that had been stripped of its soul did not feel the suppressed pain until now.

The pain comes from the right side of the waist, where the thigh muscles connect to the abdominal muscles.

If Yameng could understand the witch's text, she would understand that what she was removed was the inguinal ligament that the witch said.

——Is this the combat power of a "strong" witch?

The state of fighting with the "heart" suppresses Yameng's wavering.

But a calm mind can better analyze the horror of the witch.

This guy walked to the front of the blood line indifferently, and picked up Yameng's ligament that seemed to be still beating.

Another mechanical prosthetic limb protruded from the white coat behind her, and the mechanical claws of the prosthetic limb grasped a culture jar.

She lightly threw the ligament in, completed the seal, and then threw it far away to her familiar.

Yameng didn't notice what her servant looked like until now.

The familiars wore nurse uniforms, but they were like plastic models hanging clothes in a clothing store, without detailed facial features.

Her familiar didn't seem to take part in the battle, but just devotedly guarded the cultivation tank.

Even the can that was put into the Yameng Ligament was well kept by them.

The dissected witch is different from other similar ones that Yameng has encountered. She is the first witch to face the magical girl by herself.

And she herself, just through the fine dissection technique just now, is enough to handle most magical girls.

The mask that covers the entire face still obscures her expression.

After completing the sealing of the specimens, she stepped on a step as precise as if she had calculated

With her footsteps, she rushed towards Yameng again.

[The ligament connecting the strength of the waist and legs is severed, and human beings will not be able to move easily. The next location to be dissected is the heart]

Yameng can't understand the witch's text, but she can feel the condition of her body by herself.

Seeing that the witch continued to attack, she instinctively wanted to move.

"Xin" told her that her right leg was no longer able to exert strength.

In the nick of time, when the Witch's not-so-fast moving speed enveloped her within the attack range, she fell backwards.

The not-so-fast moving speed suddenly turned into a fine and quick planing.

The blade that reflected the shadowless light on the operating table flashed again, and Yameng fell to the ground dripping with blood, and then rolled out.

Her right leg dragged on the ground disobediently. After rolling, she used the strength of her left leg to support herself into a half-squat.

Another body part remained in place, dripping with blood, but luckily it wasn't a beating heart.

When the autopsy came, she covered her chest with her left hand, and the knuckles of her middle finger, instead of the heart, were dissected out of her body.

"Sister Yameng, why bother fighting Qianqiu? You'd better leave the barrier."

"Squad leader! Don't hesitate! Show your ability and go all out!"

The simmering battle began to be one-sided as soon as it opened.

The witch didn't seem to have much interest in bones, she didn't stop making specimens this time, and rushed over again.