Chapter 391: The Bloody Storm of The Marquis’s Manor
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A beautiful smile flashed across Chu Yihan’s dark jade-like eyes. “I’m not afraid. Go ahead.”
He bit Su Yingxue’s earlobe and pushed her in.
Saint Ruan also patted Su Yingxue’s shoulder. “Go in. It’s useless for you to stay outside. You can’t fight anyway.”
Su Yingxue rushed into the room. From the moment the door was closed, the sound of people changing sides could be heard outside the door.
Chu Yihan’s men were fighting with Lan Ling’s men.
Su Yingxue walked over to Su Dingheng’s bed, her heart beating faster and faster.
Saint Ruan prepared all the surgical tools and bandages for her. When he brought hot water for her to clean her hands, he realized that she still didn’t look ready.
Saint Ruan put down the basin and rolled up his sleeves. “Forget it, you’re useless. 1 might as well do it myself. I don’t know if he’ll die anyway. If he dies, I’ll dig out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys and bring them back to play!”
Su Yingxue quickly pulled him back with a cold expression. “Don’t even think about it!”
The corner of Saint Ruan’s mouth curled up. “Then you’re willing to come?”
Su Yingxue looked at the pale-faced Su Dingheng on the bed. It was as if a heavy carrying pole had landed on her shoulder. “My father naturally wants me to perform the surgery.”
She would not let others do what they should do for her, nor would she let others bear the responsibility.
“All!”
“Puff!”
“Bang!”
Screams and the sound of weapons could be heard from outside the door. Su Yingxue made preparations. She raised her hands, and all the dissection contents in her mother’s medical book flashed through her mind. Her mind gradually calmed down.
Saint Ruan was her assistant. Seeing her like this, he walked outside.
He opened the door and shouted at Chu Yihan. “Hey, your woman can’t hear any noise. Keep your voice down!”
After he finished speaking, he closed the door.
Suddenly, the sounds of killing outside the door gradually faded away. The door was even surrounded by people to reduce the noise.
Su Yingxue no longer heard the sounds of killing, and her mind became even calmer.
She gave Saint Ruan a grateful glance.
Saint Ruan waved his hand. “Stop it, hurry up! I’m still waiting to see you perform a C-section. If it’s not as good as your mother’s, I’ll beat you!”
Su Yingxue smiled confidently. “Alright!”
She raised her washed hands and came to Su Dingheng’s side. Su Dingheng was in a daze. When he saw her raising her hands, Long Shuli’s face appeared in his eyes. He murmured, “Shuli, save me! You will save me! You are the most powerful woman in the world. Even if you look down on me, you will still save me…”
His words left a huge ripple in Su Yingxue’s heart.
It seemed that her father had also participated in her mother’s legendary life.
She asked Saint Ruan to mix some alcohol with some anesthetic and gave it to her father.
After Su Dingheng fainted, the tool in her hand fell on his abdomen. The incision was slanted downward, and the flesh was slowly separated. The tendons and veins were visible to the naked eye until she cut open the ball-like tumor in Su Denheng’s abdomen.
For a full six hours, Su Yingxue did not come out of Su Dingheng’s room.
The manor was already a sea of corpses.
Liu Shulan and Su Yurou had already returned to their courtyard. Liu Shulan was so scared that her legs went weak. Su Yurou even hid her head under the bed, revealing her butt as she cried, “Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! Go kill Su Yingxue!”
When Liu Shulan saw Su Yurou like this, she couldn’t help but step forward and kick her.. “Look at you, how are you going to fight with Su Yingxue!”
Chapter 391: The Bloody Storm of The Marquis’s Manor
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A beautiful smile flashed across Chu Yihan’s dark jade-like eyes. “I’m not afraid. Go ahead.”
He bit Su Yingxue’s earlobe and pushed her in.
Saint Ruan also patted Su Yingxue’s shoulder. “Go in. It’s useless for you to stay outside. You can’t fight anyway.”
Su Yingxue rushed into the room. From the moment the door was closed, the sound of people changing sides could be heard outside the door.
Chu Yihan’s men were fighting with Lan Ling’s men.
Su Yingxue walked over to Su Dingheng’s bed, her heart beating faster and faster.
Saint Ruan prepared all the surgical tools and bandages for her. When he brought hot water for her to clean her hands, he realized that she still didn’t look ready.
Saint Ruan put down the basin and rolled up his sleeves. “Forget it, you’re useless. 1 might as well do it myself. I don’t know if he’ll die anyway. If he dies, I’ll dig out his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys and bring them back to play!”
Su Yingxue quickly pulled him back with a cold expression. “Don’t even think about it!”
The corner of Saint Ruan’s mouth curled up. “Then you’re willing to come?”
Su Yingxue looked at the pale-faced Su Dingheng on the bed. It was as if a heavy carrying pole had landed on her shoulder. “My father naturally wants me to perform the surgery.”
She would not let others do what they should do for her, nor would she let others bear the responsibility.
“All!”
“Puff!”
“Bang!”
Screams and the sound of weapons could be heard from outside the door. Su Yingxue made preparations. She raised her hands, and all the dissection contents in her mother’s medical book flashed through her mind. Her mind gradually calmed down.
Saint Ruan was her assistant. Seeing her like this, he walked outside.
He opened the door and shouted at Chu Yihan. “Hey, your woman can’t hear any noise. Keep your voice down!”
After he finished speaking, he closed the door.
Suddenly, the sounds of killing outside the door gradually faded away. The door was even surrounded by people to reduce the noise.
Su Yingxue no longer heard the sounds of killing, and her mind became even calmer.
She gave Saint Ruan a grateful glance.
Saint Ruan waved his hand. “Stop it, hurry up! I’m still waiting to see you perform a C-section. If it’s not as good as your mother’s, I’ll beat you!”
Su Yingxue smiled confidently. “Alright!”
She raised her washed hands and came to Su Dingheng’s side. Su Dingheng was in a daze. When he saw her raising her hands, Long Shuli’s face appeared in his eyes. He murmured, “Shuli, save me! You will save me! You are the most powerful woman in the world. Even if you look down on me, you will still save me…”
His words left a huge ripple in Su Yingxue’s heart.
It seemed that her father had also participated in her mother’s legendary life.
She asked Saint Ruan to mix some alcohol with some anesthetic and gave it to her father.
After Su Dingheng fainted, the tool in her hand fell on his abdomen. The incision was slanted downward, and the flesh was slowly separated. The tendons and veins were visible to the naked eye until she cut open the ball-like tumor in Su Denheng’s abdomen.
For a full six hours, Su Yingxue did not come out of Su Dingheng’s room.
The manor was already a sea of corpses.
Liu Shulan and Su Yurou had already returned to their courtyard. Liu Shulan was so scared that her legs went weak. Su Yurou even hid her head under the bed, revealing her butt as she cried, “Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! Go kill Su Yingxue!”
When Liu Shulan saw Su Yurou like this, she couldn’t help but step forward and kick her.. “Look at you, how are you going to fight with Su Yingxue!”
