"Let's begin the surgery," the lead surgeon said.
The other doctor nodded, connecting various instruments to Yolanda's body. The monitor began displaying her vital signs.
The surgeon picked up a scalpel and started giving orders to the nurses.
"Why is the corpse still wrapped in a blanket? Get it off. We can't delay the surgery.
The organs will become unusable if the person has been dead for too long.”
After he spoke, two nurses removed the blanket from Yvonne and started to unbutton her clothes.
The surgeon had already picked up the scalpel, waiting for the nurses to expose Yvonne's body to begin harvesting the organs.
One nurse took the blanket while the other began unbuttoning Yvonne's gown. Just as she undid the first button, Yvonne's eyes snapped open.
She couldn't play dead any longer, or these unethical doctors were really going to cut her open.
Yvonne opened her eyes, her dark pupils fixed on the nurse.
The nurse met Yvonne's gaze and, a second later, let out a bloodcurdling scream. "Ah! She's come back to life!"
The nurse stumbled back a few steps and collapsed on the floor, shrieking and crying in terror. "Ah! Aaaah!"
Even the doctors, accustomed to life, death, and gore, were frightened enough to stumble back.
Yvonne sat up slowly, stiffly, on the operating table. Then, she spread her arms like a zombie from a movie and lunged off the table, intentionally trying to scare them.
"You killed me! Now it's your turn! Give me back what you took!"
"Ah!"
"Aaaah!" Everyone in the operating room, doctors and nurses alike, screamed in terror.
"I didn't do it! I have no grudge against you, please stay away!" the younger nurse cried, her face pale as she wet herself in fear.
"It wasn't us! It was the Walkers!
It was
Yolanda wanted your kidney! If
you're looking for revenge, take it out on her!” the older nurse shrieked, covering her face with one hand and pointing at Yolanda on the other table with the other.
The lead surgeon, being more worldly, quickly calmed down after the initial shock.
"You... you're not dead?" he asked, pointing at Yvonne.
Seeing her cover was blown, Yvonne sneered. "I'm not dead, but you're not far from it."
Aiding and abetting a villain was just asking for death, wasn't it?
Without another word, Yvonne landed a fierce kick right in the doctor's chest. He grunted and fell to the floor.
Yvonne walked over, crouched down, and patted the doctor's head. "Phone. Let me borrow it."
The doctor, coughing from the kick and clutching his chest, managed to say, "Phones... phones are locked in the changing room Theyre not allowed in the OR." fo FindNovel.net
He didn't seem to be lying, so Yvonne nodded. “Fine."
She just wanted to call and ask Bennett where they were, but it was fine without a phone Anyway sh
the
had a tracker on her, Bennett would
find her soon.
“Dr. Sewell, is something wrong?" Mrs. Walker's voice suddenly came from outside the operating room.
The commotion inside must have been loud enough for Mrs. Walker and her bodyguards to hear.
"Dr. Sewell, what's happening? Is something wrong with Yolanda?" Mrs. Walker yelled, pounding on the door.