"Didn't we already give her anesthetic? How can she still get up? What the hell are you doing?"
"Doctor Gu, I... I don't know either. I clearly just..." The assistant was completely baffled too, unable to figure out what had happened.
He pointed at the two nurses nearby, who were still wearing utterly bewildered expressions. "I clearly injected her with anesthetic. The two of them watched me do it. I really did inject her."
Su Qiao couldn't be bothered to listen to them argue. With a wave of her hand, she knocked Gu Hualei unconscious and threw him to the floor.
Then, wearing a strange smile that made people's scalps crawl, she spun the sharp scalpel in her hand and walked toward the three of them step by step, like a demon.
The assistant and the two nurses backed away in fear, swallowing nervously as their eyes darted toward the door.
"You'd better behave. Otherwise, you'll get hurt." The corners of Su Qiao's lips lifted slightly, her smile bright and radiant.
Yet the three of them only felt their scalps prickle, as if they were looking at some kind of psychopath.
They glanced at Gu Hualei, who was lying unconscious on the floor, then at the knife spinning in Su Qiao's hand. Their hearts pounded, and they didn't dare move recklessly.
Taking advantage of their unsettled minds, Su Qiao hypnotized them one by one, making them lie quietly on the floor in the corner and fall asleep.
She had originally planned to quickly sort through the memories and then leave.
But when she turned and caught sight of Gu Hualei's face on the floor, she remembered what 444 had said—this man had operated on the original host's face and body, making her suffer terribly. Suddenly, she no longer wanted to