At that moment, there was a man wearing a suit sitting in the room, donning sunglasses and smoking, speaking with impatience.
Lin Shiyan grew even more terrified, making muffled noises through the cloth gagging her mouth.
The balding middle-aged man, holding a scalpel, walked towards Lin Shiyan.
Lin Shiyan closed her eyes in pain, seemingly resigned to her grim fate.
Thankfully, a person wouldn't die from having a kidney removed.
However, what Lin Shiyan hadn't expected was that the other party didn't seem to intend to remove just one of her kidneys!
"Hurry up, you have ten minutes to remove both kidneys!" the impatient voice of the man in the suit rang out again.
Am I going to die?
In that moment, many images flashed through Lin Shiyan's mind.
Most of the images were related to a sloppy, decadent man who always managed to infuriate her.
Every time she encountered danger in the past, he would rush to her rescue without hesitation.