Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Xiao Qianchuan looked at the two operating tables in front of him and pursed his lips.

The operating table on the left was clean, while the bloodstained table on the right was still covered with a shrunken corpse with only skin and bones left.

The body, which no longer looked human, was forced open by medical equipment to expose its chest to the air. The sawed-off ribs were neatly intertwined, but the inside was completely empty.

That thing that we could call a human being had no heart.

General Ling did not lose his memory. Before the operation, he clearly remembered that he was shot by a bullet and it went through his heart. He put his hand down, and the scar across his chest looked like a stick figure centipede, ugly but real.

Seeing the boy's distressed expression, General Ling raised his hand and pressed down a strand of his hair to smooth it out. He wanted to tell this well-behaved boy not to worry about how to answer.

He already understands.

"boom!"

The medical cabinet opened, and Sun Zheng climbed out with difficulty, looking up with shining eyes.

"General Ling, you are awake? Thank God! With you here, we feel much more at ease. Our hard work is worth it. It is not easy to control that monster! But I..."

Admiral Ling had no patience for the man who rushed in front of him and spit all over the place. He walked straight past him and went to the operating table on the right.

He moved carefully and gently placed the body on the ground.

Sun Zheng didn't feel embarrassed when General Ling ignored him. He kept nagging behind him. Seeing his behavior, Sun Zheng was shocked and wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare to step forward.

"Don't! Hey... Admiral, don't touch this dirty thing. It's full of blood and viruses. Be careful not to get infected."

Ignoring the man's chatter, Admiral Ling knelt on one knee, took off his military jacket, covered the body with it, and bowed deeply.

After doing all this, he looked back at the person behind him, his eyes seemed to be filled with frost that seemed to freeze the person to death.

"Thank you for your kind reminder, sir. However, if you insult my savior again, don't blame me for being rude."

This one sentence successfully made the follower stay away from me, and my ears finally felt a lot quieter.

Johnson couldn't stand such hypocrisy. Although he didn't want to conflict with the key NPC, it would be embarrassing to just admit defeat. He followed Jiaojiao's words.

"The old woman is going to die anyway, so she might as well die usefully. I think everyone has no objection to this treatment?"

Since it concerns her own life, Jiaojiao naturally could not object.

In the corner, the woman holding the child still bowed her head in silence.

Sun Zheng waved his hands quickly, "No problem! No problem! That's the treatment plan developed by the doctor."

The doctor, who should have the most say, is now dead, literally.

"I disagree. This method may be wrong in itself. How do you judge justice?"

Xiao Qianchuan, who saw through the essence of the game, raised his doubts about the game missions, but none of the players present listened to him.

The couple, who were confused before, now understood after listening to Sun Zheng's chatter.

The girl is not crazy, but she is scarier than a madman.

A cute and pretty little girl wanted to dig out other people's hearts for her own sake. Her cold and greedy eyes like a poisonous snake chilled Aunt Yun to the bone.

How can one's life and death be decided by a group of irrelevant people?

"I...I don't want to die. But I also know there's no other way. I see this girl is injured in her side, does she only need one kidney? Can you let me live a little longer?"

Aunt Yun's teeth couldn't help trembling, but she still spoke out her thoughts with a trembling voice. Tears flowed down the ravines into the corners of her mouth, and the bitterness spread from her mouth to her heart.

"I have a lot to say to Brother Feng. I want to know if my daughter has arrived at the shelter safely. I don't know where my phone fell, and I want to call her. I... don't want to die now."

The feeling of despair and powerlessness pricked an inexplicable nerve in Xiao Qianchuan's brain.

In a trance he saw hallucinations again.

On a summer night by a pond, a woman with silver hair sang an opera tune and fanned a child. In the blink of an eye, they were submerged in the surging blood, and the child emerged from the blood as he struggled.

In an instant, Xiao Qianchuan had a strong feeling of suffocation.

He saw that the child had a face exactly like his.

"Please. I just want to know if my child is safe?"

Aunt Yun’s crying suddenly woke Xiao Qianchuan up. He covered his throat, coughed a few times, and gasped for breath.

"Teacher Xiao, are you okay?"

Waving his hand to refuse the water handed to him by Sun Zheng, Xiao Qianchuan quickly reached into his pocket.

But after searching for a while, he remembered that the clothes were not his and his cell phone was not with him.

Admiral Ling turned around and saw the young man's drooping eyebrows. A look of regret appeared on his face, with three words clearly written on it.

unhappy!

Like an abandoned animal cub, in urgent need of comfort.

"Are you looking for this?"

Noticing the man walking towards him, Xiao Qianchuan thought that this man was quite sensible.

He looked up with surprise in his eyes, said thank you and handed the phone to Aunt Yun.

After expressing their gratitude profusely, the couple put their ears together and dialed the number.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The monotonous syllables were repeated mechanically, and no one answered for a long time.

Uncle Feng tilted his head and kissed his wife on the forehead. "Don't worry! Maybe Yuanyuan didn't hear it because of the noise of the helicopter. Let's call again."

Aunt Yun's eyes were filled with sorrow, but she still held back her tears and nodded, replaying the number over and over again.

As time went by, the couple felt more and more sad.

"Did you hear anything?"

Xiao Qianchuan's sudden words frightened Sun Zheng so much that he jumped behind General Ling, his nerves tense.

Jiaojiao covered the wound tightly and shrank behind the operating table.

"What's that sound?" Johnson also quickly reloaded bullets.

Xiao Qianchuan: "It seems to be coming from outside the door."

Admiral Ling tilted his head and listened carefully for a moment with a serious expression, then turned his head to meet the boy's bright black eyes.

"Is it singing?"

"It's singing."