Tang Yiyi was in a state of full anesthesia.
Tang Xiaomin slapped her twice, waking her up.
Tang Yiyi had a dream.
In the dream, the surgery was successful, and her body recovered.
As for Tang Xiaomin, after her kidney was removed, no one cared whether she lived or died.
She died alone on the operating table, her eyes wide open in death, her spirit unappeased.
The blood that flowed out stained the sheets red.
Tang Yiyi's lips curved into a satisfied smile, and she opened her heavy eyelids.
The first sensation was a dull ache in her left side.
She had endured for so long; Tang Xu had finally made up his mind. Was the surgery finally over?
The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.
Just as Tang Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, a face suddenly appeared above her head.
The moment she saw the face, Tang Yiyi was shocked, her heart leaping into her throat.
"Tang... Tang Xiaomin..."
She found it difficult to speak, her voice so low that only she could hear it.
What was going on?
Why was Tang Xiaomin here?
At this moment, Tang Yiyi instinctively wanted to move.
But she was fully anesthetized, her body completely devoid of strength, unable to move at all.
A wave of fear, accompanied by a sense of powerlessness, enveloped Tang Yiyi.
Their eyes met.
Tang Xiaomin's lips curved slightly, her eyes filled with amusement.
She looked at Tang Yiyi as if she were a clown.
"Shocked?"
"I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"
"Tang... Tang... why are you... here..."
Seeing Tang Xiaomin looking so energetic, while she herself was fully anesthetized and unable to move.
The stark contrast made Tang Yiyi vaguely suspect that something terrible had happened.
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaomin's smile became even more wicked.
"The good news is that your damaged kidney has been removed."
"As for the bad news, you didn't have a new kidney to replace it, so they sewed you up."
"Congratulations, the surgery was a success."
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Tang Yiyi's mind buzzed upon hearing this news.
She looked at Tang Xiaomin again. Beneath the loose men's jacket, her fair and slender waist had no marks of injury, only a diagonal line drawn on it.
"How could this..."
"How could it have turned out like this!"
Tang Yiyi was unwilling to believe the fact that her kidney had been removed without a healthy one being transplanted.
But the fact remained that her waist ached, while Tang Xiaomin was unharmed.
"Heh heh."
Tang Xiaomin's sweet yet evil laughter echoed in the operating room.
Her laughter carried a sense of elation and triumph, a joyous release after long anticipation.
Tang Xiaomin had been waiting for this day, enduring until now for it.
How many times had she suppressed the urge to tear Tang Yiyi apart?
Now, it was finally Tang Yiyi's turn to experience the despair and pain she had felt in her past life.
"Tang Yiyi, how does this feel?"
"To tell you the truth, the only reason I kept you alive was to wait for this day."
"To wait for you to lie on a cold operating table like this, have your kidney removed, and die alone."
...
Tang Yiyi looked at Tang Xiaomin with fear.
She could not believe that Tang Xiaomin could be so malicious.
At this moment, Tang Yiyi's hatred for Tang Xiaomin soared to an extremely terrifying height.
"You... you wicked woman..."
"You are a devil... you are a devil..."
Tang Xiaomin picked up a strand of Tang Yiyi's hair and played with it between her fingers.
Tang Yiyi's fate was like this strand of hair, reduced to Tang Xiaomin's plaything, manipulated at will.
"You only realize now that I'm a devil, and it's not too late. You won't die unjustly."
Tang Yiyi screamed in terror.
She had only one belief: she could not die here.
"Tang Xu... save me..."
"Tang Xu."
"Save me!"
...
Tears of fear soaked Tang Yiyi's eyes.
She had used all her strength to call out to Tang Xu.
Besides Tang Xu, she could find no one else to save her.
"Stop shouting. Tang Xu broke the law and has been taken in by the prosecutor."
"Thanks to you, Tang Xu committed two serious crimes and will be sentenced to at least five years."
"No one can save you. You can stay here and feel the pain, and die slowly by yourself."
Tang Xiaomin left, slamming the door shut as she reached the exit.
The sound of the slam.
It was like the tolling of a death knell in Tang Yiyi's heart.
"Tang Xu... save me..."
"Someone save me..."
"Help..."
...
When Tang Xiaomin came out, Tang Xu and several doctors were being led away one by one.
Before leaving, Tang Xu cast a final glance at Tang Xiaomin, hesitating to speak, and finally lowered his head in shame.
Tang Xiaomin left with Yan Jue.
Zhang Meiyu and the others also left.
The prosecutor at the front looked at his uniform thoughtfully.
Everyone was gone.
In the operating room, Tang Yiyi cried out to heaven and earth but received no answer.
Loneliness, helplessness, and fear enveloped her.
The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.
As the anesthesia gradually wore off, the hideous wound on her waist grew increasingly painful.
When the surgery was ongoing, people from the procuratorate had already broken in.
Out of respect for life, the prosecutor still allowed the doctor to sew up Tang Yiyi.
As for the kidney that had been removed, it was already damaged, so the doctor did not attempt to reattach it.
Post-surgery, she did not receive timely and effective care.
Coupled with Tang Yiyi's fear, her blood pressure soared.
Her wound started bleeding.
After regaining a trace of strength, Tang Yiyi touched her waist.
The bright red, sticky blood stained her palm.
Tang Yiyi gasped.
"Help!"
"Someone save me!"
...
The corridor outside the operating room was silent, with no echo.
Tang Yiyi had only one thought: she could not stay here and wait to die.
She had to get out and seek help.
Right, her phone. Her phone and clothes were in another room.
She had to get her phone to make a call.
Tang Yiyi struggled to roll over, wanting to sit up.
But she had just undergone surgery, and the anesthesia had not completely worn off.
Her limbs were uncoordinated, and she fell from the operating table to the floor.
Pain!
Her body ached, and the wound on her waist throbbed.
But she didn't care; all she wanted was to get her phone.
Tang Yiyi had overestimated her current condition; she couldn't stand up at all.
She used all her strength, painstakingly crawling outwards.
Step by step, another step...
Every exertion pulled at the wound on her waist.
Blood continuously seeped from the wound, staining her hospital gown red.
Where she crawled, a trail of crimson blood marked her path.
Even so, Tang Yiyi gritted her teeth and struggled forward.
Almost there!
She was almost at the door.
She was like an indestructible cockroach, finally crawling to the door.