Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 141 My Perverted Brother [28]

It took An Ran a long time to get used to the light, and then he saw a tall figure in a sterile surgical gown standing beside his head.

The man's doctor's dome cap covered his hair, and the big mask completely covered his eyes, except for those extraordinary eyes.

An Ran's vision was already blurred, and he could only see the general figure.

Until he felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, and then fell into the endless darkness.

Seeing that the effect of the anesthesia had been fully exerted, Mu Shen took off An Ran's oxygen mask, leaned over, touched his lips lightly, and left.

He took out the sterile gloves from the tray and put them on, fondling An Ran's eyes with nostalgia, the left hand holding the scalpel hesitated to do so.

"It's great that these eyes only look at me." Mu Chen looked at those unconscious eyes obsessively, they were still so beautiful.

"But starting today, it will be mine alone." Mu Chen looked at the sharp blade in his left hand and smiled with satisfaction.

After all, the sharp scalpel fell down without hesitation.

Dark red blood slid down from the corners of the eyes, like tears of blood.

"Ah Li, don't cry, from now on you will be mine alone." Mu Chen took An Ran's eyes out of their sockets and put them in the glass container prepared earlier in the morning.

He will keep these beautiful eyes forever.

When the consciousness gradually came back, An Ran only felt that his eyes hurt and hurt, as if someone had dug them out.

In the pain, An Ran's consciousness gradually became clearer and clearer, and the darkness in front of him made An Ran panic.

The hand that touched the upper eye because of the pain was withdrawn in shock.

"My eyes, what's wrong with my eyes?" Masochistically stroking the eye sockets that had lost their eyes again.

The severe pain caused An Ran to collapse even more.

"Ah—" An Ran, who realized that he had lost his eyes, cried bitterly.

Zhao Yun and Mu Chen who had been guarding the door rushed in when they heard An Ran's scream.

"A Li, A Li." Zhao Yun grabbed An Ran's masochistic hands, preventing her from hurting herself.

"Ayun, my eyes, my eyes are gone." An Ran grabbed Zhao Yun's hands helplessly and asked.

"A Li, calm down first, let me tell you slowly, okay?" Zhao Yun said while holding An Ran's hands.

An Ran kept nodding her head, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and said cautiously, fearing that it would touch An Ran's emotions, she said, "Do you still remember what you found in the church last time?"

Zhao Yun: "In addition to the fact that the godfather who committed the crime was caught and sentenced to death, we suspect that there are hidden accomplices behind him. They are..."

Zhao Yun paused for a moment and hesitated.

"What did they do?" An Ran asked eagerly when he heard the voice disappear.

"It may be the revenge of those people behind. Because you found out about their affairs, they took revenge." Zhao Yun looked at An Ran who suddenly calmed down, but became even more worried.

"Heh." An Ran suddenly cried and laughed, and let go of Zhao Yun's hand.

"A Li, we will catch him as soon as possible. Think about it, do you still remember that person's appearance?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if I remember it or not, I can't even see it, and even if I see it, it's useless." An Ran only felt how sad he was, but he just ran into the other party committing a crime.

Why is oneself that endured revenge.

"A Li." Zhao Yun said, looking at An Ran who left her alone.

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