The Blood of Concentration

When cleaning the filth, Su Mo was very meticulous. He wiped each toe clean. And to avoid leaving bacteria behind, after spraying disinfectant, he wiped repeatedly with new towels.

Finally, he held it up to his eyes to observe carefully. When he saw no more filth appear, he revealed a childishly innocent smile.

He turned and took out a pair of surgical scissors that were extremely sharp and not comparable to household scissors.

He held the scissors in his hand, then placed them over the alcohol burner for about two minutes before putting them back into the disinfectant to clean.

After wiping the scissors dry with a pure white towel, he walked over to Dr. Liu but did not look at anything else, only staring at that foot.

A few seconds later, he turned to Gao Ming without saying anything, just looking at him like that.

Gao Ming was scared. At this moment, the feeling Su Mo gave him was no longer bizarre and unpredictable, but cold, extremely cold, which terrified him.

That kind of look was not like looking at a person, no, it should be said it was not like looking at a living being. At this moment, Su Mo was like a cold machine.

Gao Ming also reacted at this time and hurriedly stepped forward to get ready to restrain Dr. Liu’s body.

Su Mo frowned. "This is surgery. First wash your hands with disinfectant.”

Gao Ming did not dare to disobey. He had no doubt that the current Su Mo would kill him at the slightest word. So he hurried to wash his hands and put on a mask, although he was already wearing a mask.

A few minutes later, Su Mo picked up the scissors and quickly and forcefully cut off Dr. Liu's last three toes. The cut was very neat and the whole action was done in one go.

Then Su Mo's actions sped up. The moment the toes fell off, he picked up a chemical spray next to him and sprayed it directly for a full minute or more.

"Ah... Ah..."

Dr. Liu screamed incessantly. This kind of pain was indescribable. He had not experienced it before. His teeth almost shattered.

Su Mo seemed to not have heard it at all, as if he didn't mind the noise either. At this moment, his world consisted only of those three toes and the work in his hands. Everything else in the outside world was isolated from him and had no effect at all.

He looked at the toes that had stopped bleeding, nodded in satisfaction, especially at the neat incision and the wound that had not been deformed, which made him extremely comfortable inside, just like eating a basket of candy.

Due to time constraints, many medical devices could not be prepared, so this chemical spray was very important. It was a powerful hemostatic spray with extremely strong corrosive scabbing properties.

When major bleeding occurs, spraying it on the wound can quickly stop bleeding. The only downside is that it causes permanent damage. Of course, Su Mo would not mind this shortcoming.

Next, with Gao Ming's careful cooperation, Su Mo also completed the operation on Wen Donglai and two fingers were smoothly cut off. This Jianghu leader lived up to being a tough guy, gritting his teeth without saying a word, just staring fiercely at Su Mo.

It was time for the second round of drawing lots, but Su Mo was in a very wrong state. Gao Ming did not know what was going on either, but he did not dare disturb Su Mo. So he took it upon himself to host the drawing of lots.

Dr. Liu was drenched in cold sweat. Gritting his teeth, he reached out and picked up the second slip of paper. Mustering up courage, he took a look and almost fainted. He saw it read: one liver.

Wen Donglai was much luckier. His slip of paper read: one arm.

Su Mo still maintained that state. He looked at the slips of paper, then turned to prepare the tools.

A few minutes later, after a complicated set of preparations and various disinfections, he cut open Dr. Liu's clothes, then rubbed alcohol on his belly, wiping back and forth repeatedly, just like doing Tai Chi.

By the time Dr. Liu’s belly was almost shiny, Su Mo held a knife in his left hand and another knife in his right hand, and started gesturing on the belly.

"Puff""Hiss hiss hiss"

The knife pierced the flesh, then the knife began to cut up along the path, making creepy sounds that made people's scalps tingle.

"Ah..."

Dr. Liu's scream only lasted a few seconds, then his eyes rolled back, his eye whites replacing the entire eyeballs, and he fainted, moreover sinking into a deep coma, most likely never to wake up again.

In fact, Su Mo could not hear Dr. Liu Fenglin's screams at this moment. All he could hear was the sound of flesh and blood being cut. All he could see was the blood gushing out constantly and the belly being pulled apart into a red gully.

In his eyes, it was like a sword splitting open a gorge, and like unzipping a zipper.

The churning flesh and blood, the surging yet uncluttered red and white, was not just bloodiness, but also romance and sanctity. An intense sense of pride and accomplishment came over him, making Su Mo unspeakably happy.

He gently pried open the flesh on both sides of the wound, fully exposing the internal organs, and he could vaguely see the beating heart, playing the melody of life.

His hands held up the liver as if it were a treasure, then he used the knife to cut the blood vessels and strands of flesh. But the next moment, he did not see the container he wanted.

"Where is the container for storing organs?"

He looked at Gao Ming, who was silent as the grave, his tone icy cold and his eyes dangerous.

"We...didn't prepare it," cold sweat kept dripping from Gao Ming's forehead as he answered in fright.

In an instant, a strong killing intent emanated from Su Mo. His hand had already touched the gun next to him.

"Oh my god, this freaking thing almost killed its own tool person," Su Mo hurriedly cut off this perverted alter ego, exclaiming to himself.

He did not lose his composure. After all, Gao Ming was there, so he slowly walked to the chair and sat down, constantly adjusting his own state. As for the liver just now, it was no longer important.

It took a good few minutes before he smiled at Gao Ming again, "I was joking."

Gao Ming smiled bitterly. He was no fool of course and would not believe it, but he did not say anything either. He had long felt that this judge was abnormal, most likely a dangerous madman, and was now even more certain.

But he did not care. He was already indifferent to life and death, and fear was just a biological instinct.

On the hospital bed, Dr. Liu Fenglin was already dead, having died without too much suffering, um, maybe there was some.

His belly was wide open, his liver was taken out, and the bright white hospital bed had been dyed into a red carpet by the fresh blood. Though, looking at it as a whole, it really had some sketch-like artistic beauty, vividly lifelike.

After another moment, Su Mo recovered normally with a bizarre and crazy smile on his face as he looked at Wen Donglai, whose face was twitching uncontrollably.

"Hee hee hee, it's your turn, my Wen boss," he grinned.