The Lost Body Parts

Lying on the operating table, Lin Rui's consciousness was somewhat hazy.

The weakness throughout his body made him want to sleep soundly, but some instinct told him that once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

He fought the drowsiness with some difficulty, shifting his attention to the conversation between the doctors.

"Strange."

"They said they removed my right eye, but why can I still see through my right eye? And I don't feel anything unusual."

Lin Rui turned his gaze toward the instrument table beside him.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.

He saw half of a grayish-white brain sitting in a metal tray on the table.

They really took out my brain?

The thought had barely arisen when Lin Rui suddenly felt his vision go black. He then lost the ability to think, and his consciousness seemed to enter a strange state between sleep and wakefulness.

Yet he could still clearly hear all kinds of sounds, see all kinds of sights, and even smell the scent of disinfectant.

About five minutes later.

Lin Rui suddenly jolted awake.

Enduring the dizziness and nausea, he glanced around and discovered that the tray beside him had disappeared.

The doors to the operating room across from him had already been opened.

Several nurses were making preparations, apparently intending to wheel him out.

However, right at that moment.

Several doctors who had already left came back in, speaking anxiously to the nurses.

Their voices were lowered, and Lin Rui could only vaguely make out phrases such as "the patient escaped," "not found," and "a major ICU accident."

After a brief discussion, the nurses wheeled Lin Rui back to his original position.

"ICU?"

Hearing that word, Lin Rui suddenly remembered that earlier, in the hospital corridor, he had asked Duan Hong whether he