Doctor, what about morality?

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Someone who fell to the ground in an instant clutched his lower/half body in agony, and the sharp pain that almost shocked him caused him to bite his tongue/tip!

He stared in disbelief and asked, "Who are you...?"

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Seven years ago, dots flashed through the doctor's mind, and now he recalls how ridiculous those years were.There is no end to the mutual satisfaction/satisfaction of the body/body, but at this moment, as long as he looks at the second young master, he can feel the happiness and sweetness overflowing from his heart.

If he still felt guilty about his mentor being tortured/tortured by black people in front of him before, it is gone now.In addition to guilt, there is only disgust for him.

His indifferent face made no secret of his distaste for Grace, and he didn't feel guilty at all for someone who was dying of pain because of his blow.

"You!" The bitten tongue/tip made the teeth stained with blood, because of the sharp pain, he didn't even have the strength to roll over, so he could only curl up/huddle on the ground like a dog.

The condescending look down with a strong sense of oppression made Grace shake his head non-stop. He couldn't believe that this person was actually Shen Wenyi!His plan was perfect, why would it show flaws!

"Does it hurt?" The doctor asked coldly, Grace was startled by the terrifying indifference of his face.

The hand covering his lower (body) tremblingly lifted up, the blood on his hand made him roar wildly, he staggered for a while and wanted to get up and rush to the doctor, but his feet/feet/feeling/weakness directly fell to the ground.

"Is the testicle broken?" He said the truth cruelly. Both of them are experts in male reproduction. Both of them knew how destructive this kick would be.

"You want... hiss! How about it?!" He stepped back unconsciously, but found that he was already against the edge of the bed and had no way to retreat.The Queen just now disappeared without a trace, and the color of fear made Grace instinctively want to escape, but her legs/legs were weak and she couldn't walk at all.

"Professor, I'm just giving back and forth." I really thank him for taking care of his pet so much, it almost made him lose it for no apparent reason!

Pulling the neckline of the genius with one hand, the nightgown was pulled loose and hung on his shoulders, blood stains were faintly visible underneath.The merciless doctor threw him directly on the bed/on the bed, and Grace, who was in pain, screamed and his whole body convulsed/convulsed/twitched.

After turning on the recording function of the mobile phone, it was placed on the TV cabinet facing the big bed. Grace, who was furious, saw that Shen Wenyi put on a mask and covered most of his face. After sitting by the bed with his back to the mobile phone, he could only clearly see See Grace's face.

"Professor, I will help you sew up the testicles." Based on local materials, he tied his hands behind his head with a bath robe strap and then fixed him on the head of the bed. The egg made a sharper pain, making the already bloodless face even paler, in sharp contrast to the blood stains on the bitten (lip).

The slower the doctor moved, the deeper Grace's fear grew.When he tore the bath (robe) into strips and slowly approached the genius's neck, the terrified genius could only widen his eyes in fear.

Just like how he treated Ji Xiu not long ago, it’s a pity that the material of the (bath) robe won’t shrink (shrink) due to struggle, so the doctor tightens (tighten) hard and forces Grace to lie down to breathe fresh air, but if he lowers his head, he will I couldn't breathe from being strangled by the belt.

He will slowly let his professor understand everything that happened to his pet just now, but first of all he has to help him sew his balls.

"The (test) balls are the organs that produce testosterone, isn't it nice to you?" It's a pity that although he is a doctor, he doesn't carry casing thread with him. Fortunately, it is an international hotel, and there are all emergency supplies in the room. I have all the shirt buttons and so on. I found the sewing kit under the TV cabinet and opened it. There are about five or six colors of thread in it.

"Professor, what color thread do you like? Red?" Shen Wenyi pointed at the big red thread and shook his head, "Red is not suitable for the professor, how about blue? White is also good, but I seem to remember that the professor's favorite is black, right?" After pulling out the black thread and threading it through the eye of the needle, the fear in Grace's eyes deepened every step of the way. In his memory, Shen Wenyi was a good gun/friend who didn't talk much, and his cold attitude made him want to conquer (desire.

"You! Crazy!" The terrified Grace wanted to kick away, but the doctor's big palm mercilessly separated (opened) his legs (legs), exposing the bloody parts to his cold sight.

"Professor, thank you for your careful guidance for a year and a half." It was he who gave him a taste of a man!

Picking up the ball that was kicked by him, he stuffed the egg yolk in with his fingers mercilessly. Grace's pain was aggravated by his rude fingers. The whole body was arched because of the pain, and the legs that wanted to get together trembled but Powerless to resist Shen Wenyi's angry refusal.

"I will sew very carefully, please rest assured, professor." As he said, the cold and sharp needle had pierced/passed/skin, and the silvery needle instantly turned red, and the black thread was pulled very long. The threads are already soaked in blood!

She screamed in pain but did not disrupt the doctor's mending at all. She just asked in a cold voice, who is "it"?Why are you with me? "

"Ah! I don't understand what you're talking about!" The arched neck made it difficult for Grace to breathe. He would never admit it even if he was dying of pain!

According to normal medical stitches, even if the whole testicle is sewed around, there are only a dozen stitches, but he just sewed nearly 20 stitches with sewing needles and threads!

He did sew very carefully!He asked again after each stitch, until the slit on the left testicle was densely stitched, and Grace had no answer to his question.

It was a mistake to think that the doctor would let him go after passing out.This kind of naive thought seemed ridiculous to Shen Wenyi, he went to the washroom and poured a glass of cold water mercilessly on that dead white face, his bloodless skin trembled slightly, and water drops hung from his eyelashes like a fan I couldn't help trembling/shuddering.

Shen Wenyi's ruthless indifference was beyond Grace's expectation, he would be killed by him, this terrifying thought made his whole body tremble violently when he passed through the sea for a moment.

"Professor, if you don't say anything else, I'll start to sew up the right (testicle)." The voice was cold and ruthless, as if playing with a doll.

"No..." The genius broke down, this kind of slow torture made the body and mind fall into hell, the endless pain had no end, Grace opened his hopeless eyes and stared at the beige ceiling and slowly shook his head.

"Say, who are they?" He let go, and the cracked egg skin hung down on the blood-stained quilt/sheet.

"S... Spender Biological Company..."

A few months ago, the college accepted a bioengineering course and he chaired it.When all the materials were transferred to him, he was surprised to find that although the president of Spender Biological Company was in his seventies and eighties, he looked like one of his students seven years ago.

At first he thought it was just a similarity, but later when he found a photo of him and Shen Wenyi, he was surprised to find that the two were not similar at all, but even the moles on their ears were exactly the same!

Genetically speaking, children will inherit certain characteristics of their parents, but only inherit, rather than copy intact.So when he found Spender's old president with the photo, he got a fake Shen Wenyi.

Everyone has a delusion of immortality, but Grace's keen insight made Grace guess that they were studying a forbidden/forbidden technique, so the two parties hit it off, and he provided funds and shelter to continue researching this project.

"How to contact them? The specific address."

"It's all... all in the computer..."

Soon the doctor used a flash memory to copy all the information about Spender in all Grace's computers, put away the phone and reminded before leaving: "Professor, don't forget what happened today, I don't want to help you anymore The testicles/balls were sewn."

Early the next morning, everything seemed to be back on track. When Er Shao pushed open the toilet door and stared at the doctor who was sitting on the toilet sending a telegram in surprise, he instinctively stepped back, panic flashed across his face, and he was caught The counterfeit tortured the painful experience, and the body reacted instinctively.

"I just... don't want to disturb you... send a telegram." He closed the door in embarrassment, let out a breath and reminded himself that they just look alike, and then opened the door again as if nothing had happened. Because the doctor likes to sleep naked/sleep, he wakes up in the morning to defecate He crawled out of the bed directly, so he was naked at the moment, glanced at the doctor's bare shoulder, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the clearly visible bite mark last night.

"Do you mind if I brush my teeth next to you?"

"I don't mind." The doctor said as he turned his body sideways to wipe his butt/butt, and a special smell suddenly rushed out of the toilet, causing the second young master to escape directly holding his nose.It turned out that it was someone else who cared.

Decisively and calmly, after wiping his fart/butt, he flushed the toilet feeling refreshed, swinging a small spear and twisting his bare butt/butt, someone went back to the room to get dressed, Er Shao had a beautiful morning like this, opened again under the strong special smell Prologue.

Even with the refreshing poop, the second young master still felt a little groggy, and he had no appetite sitting at the dining table. The doctor's broad palm silently reached out to his forehead when he poured oatmeal with his cheeks propped up.

"I have a fever." The doctor who frowned deeply threw down the spoon and directly lifted/opened someone's shirt. The two small steamed buns were more swollen than yesterday, and the wound on the skin that was pierced was red and obviously inflamed.But the second young master, who hardly ever had a cold or sneeze since childhood, realized later, but the doctor's indifferent face rarely showed anxiety.