Chapter 324: Operating Room
“Whoosh!” I felt a chill, as if something cool and slippery had wrapped around me, coiling and tightening.
“Whoa! No, don’t…” I weakly protested. What in the world was this? And where was it crawling?
Just then, I felt something poke into my mouth. Even as I clenched my teeth and shut my mouth tightly, an irresistible force pried my jaws open and instantly pushed it down my throat.
This feeling of being unable to see or resist was awful. I couldn’t help but want to fight back with magic. It was then that I heard a familiar voice in my mind: “Can you hear me?”
“Huh? Samantha!” I immediately recognized whose voice it was. The main reason was that I had suspected this doll was Samantha since a while ago. Now, it was confirmed. I really didn’t expect this little nurse to be a doll.
“Yes, it’s me. I have to use this method to talk to you,” Samantha’s voice continued in my mind.
Wait a minute, I didn’t actually speak just now. My mouth was blocked by Samantha. I only thought it in my mind, and she knew it?
“Yes, I can only talk to you through telepathy. The doctor calls it neural connection? Anyway, I know whatever you think directly,” Samantha said.
“Uh, you, you’re a puppet?” I didn’t know what to think. I was afraid of thinking something impolite and offending her, so I thought of something trivial.
“Not exactly. This is just a body. Are you here to see the doctor?” Samantha asked directly.
“Yes, please let me down!” I nodded hard. Being held like this was too uncomfortable.
As soon as I finished thinking, I was released. However, the thing in my mouth was still there. Samantha’s voice came over, “The doctor is in the operating room. You can go find her directly.”
After she spoke, the invisible thing was pulled out. I coughed a few times. That feeling was terrible.
“Wait, you said I can go directly to Doctor Amelia? But she’s in the operating room. Isn’t she possibly performing surgery?” I looked at the patients around me. They were all waiting for treatment. It was highly likely that Amelia was performing surgery.
However, I could no longer hear Samantha’s voice. I only saw her make a gesture of invitation, pointing to the operating room, which seemed to be around the same room where I had surgery.
In a daze, Samantha seemed to have changed a little. She looked more like a real person, not a complete doll. At the same time, I could faintly see some transparent things floating around her, but I still couldn’t see clearly.
I actually wanted to ask her some more questions, but I really couldn’t hear her anymore, so I walked towards the stairs.
“Wait a minute, this little girl just arrived last. Why can she go in first? Is she cutting in line?” a patient said indignantly. As soon as he spoke, other patients looked at me with dissatisfaction.
Oh no. These patients were already sick and in a bad mood, and they had been waiting for a long time. Now I could go in first. They would definitely be unhappy. What should I do?
At this time, Samantha by my side spoke. I couldn’t understand what she was saying at all. To my ears, it was still the creaking and clattering sound of wood rubbing against wood.
But the man’s indignant expression immediately calmed down. He said apologetically, “Sorry, I misunderstood. I thought you were a drug dealer.”
Ah, so what did you understand? I was going crazy. Although I could guess, Samantha must have explained that I wasn’t a patient, but just a drug dealer delivering medicine. But this feeling of everyone understanding except me was really annoying.
I walked up the stairs, thinking about what was different between me and these patients, and why I saw Samantha like a doll.
They could all understand what Samantha said, and they weren’t surprised or astonished by Samantha’s doll-like form. This showed that in their eyes, Samantha was indeed a normal little nurse.
When Samantha had wrapped me with something invisible and put something into my mouth, the patients had no different reaction. In their eyes, it was just a normal little nurse talking to a new patient.
But when I first saw Samantha, she was a very ordinary little nurse, with no ball joints. This meant that my perspective at the time was the same as that of a normal person.
So, my Spirit Vision had increased, allowing me to see a more truthful reality, to the point of seeing Samantha’s true nature as a doll?
I didn’t think so. Because I suddenly remembered a common point. The common point between when I could see Samantha as a person and when she became a doll was that I had taken a sedative.
Last time, when I left the dimly lit ward, I saw Samantha. She must have already been like a doll, tilting her head and sitting quietly on a chair. At that time, she didn’t look alive. If not for her reply, I would have thought it was a corpse.
So, she was already a doll then, but it was too dark in the room, so I didn’t see clearly. Before that, I had taken a sedative, and I also took a sedative yesterday.
The conclusion is that this time, it’s not that I can see what normal people can’t see, but that I can’t see what normal people can see. This feeling is really complicated.
At this time, I had already reached the door of the operating room. The door was tightly closed. Outside, several people who appeared to be family members were waiting anxiously. I hesitated again, unsure if I should go in at this moment.
But then again, I came here to solve a problem, and I had to see Amelia sooner or later. Moreover, Samantha had already said that I could go in directly.
So, I pushed the door open amidst the surprised looks of the patients’ families and entered. Inside the operating room, a blue curtain served as a screen to block the view. After entering, I closed the door.
However, after taking a few steps and seeing Amelia behind the medical screen, I immediately regretted my impulsive decision to enter.
I saw Amelia standing in front of a chair. This chair was a restraint chair. A patient was sitting in the chair, with their hands, feet, and body tightly bound, seemingly already in a coma.
He was covered with a plastic sheet. Fresh blood had spilled everywhere, even flowing onto the ground and pooling into a puddle.
The patient’s upper skull was completely broken open, and his brain was clearly visible. Many fine needles were inserted into his brain, with unknown wires trailing from the needles.
In addition, he had five or six infusions attached to him. Inside were scarlet blood and yellow liquid medicine, some in glass bottles and some in bags.
Amelia stood in front of the patient, still holding a sharp scalpel.
