His Adam's apple bobbed as he was about to speak.
Splat-
A stream of urine from bed five, immediately to his right, sprayed all over his head.
"The tumor's on the left!! The left! (Furious)! You're sawing into my bladder!! Not the tumor!!"
[Ding! Sanity Value -5] [Ding! Sanity Value -5]
Patient Four lay there with his legs clamped together, hugging his shoulders like an innocent little lamb, his expression (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))).
He didn't even dare turn his head to look at the other patients.
He was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the pressure.
His lips moved woodenly. "Young man, I was thinking... how about I just give you full marks, and the two of us..."
Vrrr-vrrr-
Having completely removed the rust from his saw, Lynn fired up the Chainsaw and rose into view beside his bed, his expression solemn.
[Ding! Patient Four's Sanity Value -5] [Ding! Patient Four's Sanity Value -5]
"I'm not doing this! I'm not doing this anymore!"
Clutching his head with an (ΩДΩ) expression, Patient Four scrambled up and turned to crawl off the bed.
"I don't want the money anymore! Whoever wants it can have it! Anyway, I'm..."
But before he could crawl more than a few inches...
(ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)...
Lynn plunged a syringe of anesthetic into his backside.
Pinning the struggling Patient Four by the back of his neck, Lynn calmly waited for the anesthetic to spread, then swiftly hoisted him back onto the bed.
Then, with practiced efficiency, he tore off the bedsheet and bound his limbs tightly to the bed's four corners.
Feeling the anesthetic spread, Patient Four murmured:
"I don't want to do this..."
Lynn calmly finished tying him down, pulled open his clothes, put on his gloves, and pushed his limp xx aside. A light flashed