Coming from the hospital's back door, Emily was sitting on a bench and waiting quietly.
The whole building was only two stories high. On advertisement said it was a hospital, but in fact, it was just a bigger clinic. With only one window at the end of the corridor, the building was quite dark inside, because what they were doing now could never go public.
From the morning when she came, she had been waiting in line. The number of people sitting on the bench had tapered off. Except for her, only a man left. He looked young, shabby, and not educated.
Her fists on her knees were tightly clenched. How could she not be afraid?
Suddenly, a door opened, and a male doctor in a white gown came out, but he didn't look like a doctor at all. Wearing a mask, he pointed at with a record in his hand and said, "You next!"
"Now?" Emily stood up with hesitation.
"Well, get changed and we'll have an operation right away!" The doctor said quickly.
Emily gritted her teeth. "Okay!"
Taking a deep breath, she moved to the room. Maybe because she was nervous and scared of what would happen next, she could feel her muscles went stiff from her calves to her toes.
At this moment, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang, and Emily trembled subconsciously.
She bit her lip and looked at the word "Simon" shown on the screen.
After a moment's indecision, she didn't pick up the phone.
Even if it was him who answered the phone the night before yesterday, Emily couldn't borrow money from him. She was clear that their marriage was just an agreement for both parties to gain benefits. Besides, pride would not allow her to ask him for money.
The doctor at the door had already begun to get impatient. She quickly put the phone back into her pocket and hurried over.
Lying on the simple and crude operating table, the lights beat down on her face. Emily's eyelashes trembled as she said timidly, "Doctor, can I go back? I am beginning to regret it now."
"Of course no! You have signed the contract.
I'll get started right away. You can get the money as soon as you finish the surgery! Miss, you don't have to worry. Without a kidney, you can still live well!" The doctor put on rubber gloves quickly as if he was afraid that she would repent and ordered the nurse, "Other people are waiting behind her. Hurry up and give her anesthesia!"
Emily opened her mouth, but before she could say a word, she felt a sudden pain in her waist.
A needle jabbed into her skin and flesh, and some cold liquid was injected into her body. She closed her eyes and accepted her fate.
"BANG—"
When the anesthetic was injected halfway, the bang came suddenly.
The door of the operating room was unexpectedly smashed open from the outside. The doctor and the nurses next to him were frightened and looked flustered.
After all, it was an organized crime. Basically, except for the kidney seller, other people here were all lawbreakers, so no one would barge in.
Emily opened her eyes to the noise and looked over. She saw a tall and broad figure coming out of the door. He was dressed in a gray casual suit, attractive as usual. Against the surgical light, she could see anger smoldered in his eyes.
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