The happy life of the Doctor and Amiya

I stood in front of the special care unit in Rhode Island and looked up.

In the damp and cold narrow corridor, only the rusty yellow chandelier on the top flickered on, and the dark iron door exuded a heavy and cold strange aura, and the airtight walls could not even shine a ray of light.

There was a dead silence all around, and I could only hear my clear heartbeat being muffled by the sound of increasingly chaotic breathing

, I swallowed, typed in the code, and pushed the door open with difficulty.

A white-haired girl in a hospital gown lay quietly on a hospital bed in the center of the room, her face pale and the faint sound of breathing slipping into her ears. A pair of tables and chairs sit alone, as clean as if they had never been used. The whole room is extremely devoid of the breath of life, and there is nothing but this simple furnishing, as if the beautiful girl in front of her is just a lifeless delicate ornament.

Her eyes were still closed, her calm face was undisturbed, and her delicate hands were on her chest, praying with great reverence.

"That..."

Doctor, just please... Give me again... Give me a little more time. "She didn't look at me, she was immersed in her own world.

This mission was an extermination operation.

The black nun's dress with a high slit swayed in the wind, just a slight shake to reveal the meat legs wrapped in black silk, the waist part was tightly attached to the plump and well-proportioned flesh, the perfect body curve even looked amorous even if you only looked at the back, and under the nun's hat was a childish baby face.

"Cutting... Hehe, cutting is a wonderful thing Oh, Doctor~~, something... There are things that shouldn't be tied together in the first place. As she walked, she occasionally bent down suddenly, shook the huge chainsaw in her hand, caressed the blood that had long since dried up, and smiled at me with a sweet smile that could not be suppressed, and her blood-red eyes also exuded a strange brilliance.

I couldn't see her fear of the next action that many of the operators didn't even want to talk about, and there was only excitement and anticipation in her red eyes.

The lesions of her original stone disease are not on the surface of the body, but in the body, especially the nervous system, and the infection is very serious.

Almost no one knows about her past, and no one cares.

"Annihilation, that's what the mission is about. "

Hehehe~~~" A terrifying laugh flowed from her lips, the corners of her mouth seemed to crack into a weird smile, and she walked forward without looking back, carrying a huge chainsaw that exuded a cold glow.

The enemy team was obviously assembled in the square not far away, but she walked defenselessly as if she was walking, her blood-red eyes exuding a strange brilliance.

The small square was crowded with muscular Sakaz soldiers, with demonic black horns erected high above their heads, wearing black masks engraved with terrifying patterns on their faces, and holding huge machetes almost a man high.

"Stop, don't come any closer. With a rude roar, the soldiers turned their heads and looked at the oncoming black nun in confusion.

"Heh... She didn't stop a step, turned a deaf ear to the earth-shattering roar, and walked unhurriedly.

"Don't you want to live... You go give her a good time,"

the soldiers raised their huge machetes and slashed at the seemingly fragile body.

With a slight turn, the chainsaw slashed into one of the soldier's arms, and the chainsaw hissed and blood gushed out of the section like a fountain, splashing everywhere.

The expression on the soldier's face suddenly distorted, screaming in pain, and the muscles and nerves on the broken arm were still twitching irregularly.

She laughed excitedly, and slashed at the frightened soldier without hesitation, the chainsaw ran over the soldier's neck, the head fell to the ground, the mask fell off, the skull's eyes widened, the mouth was blankly open, and half of the carotid artery was beating on the ground, and the blood spurting red her long snow-white hair, and her whole face was buried in blood, laughing madly.

More soldiers rushed forward with a roar.

She aimed the chainsaw at the soldier's abdomen, and the chainsaw roared through the flesh, digging out a large chunk of internal organs and intestines, which still squirmed in the sunlight, and the soldiers who came after were too frightened to move, cowering backwards, she held the chainsaw covered in tissue residue and blood aloft, and with another burst of wild laughter, an arrow rushed into the crowd.

Blood splattered everywhere like a fountain, severed limbs and severed arms piled up on the ground like garbage, roars, screams, begs for mercy... And the terrifying laughter that grew higher and higher came into my ears. Abdomen

, severed, severed, severed, arm, severed, thigh, severed, blocked one's own rubble, severed—severed, severed, severed, severed, severed, she danced on the battlefield with a chainsaw, and the death-defying screams of the soldiers came and went like accompaniment.

It wasn't long before there was only one bloody figure left in the square, she was also wounded, her clothes were already in tatters, and she stood among the countless human remains, smiling strangely at me.