Chapter 11

  The whole night, the next room was very noisy. Not only the sound of slapping a ball, but also Fang Yanni's screams, curses, and pleas for mercy, even the black-clad man frequently running in and out could be heard clearly. Youyou was tormented by this noise to the point of wanting to die, fortunately, it finally quieted down in the second half of the night.

  Everything has come to an end. A play, no matter how tragic or beautiful the ending may be, has finally reached its conclusion.

  The sleep-deprived Youyou didn't open her heavy eyelids until she was woken up by the patrolling nurse. The nurse also apparently noticed that she wasn't in good spirits and asked if she had slept badly last night. Youyou immediately felt greatly wronged, pouring out her grievances:

  "Miss Li, can you help me change rooms? The room next door is very noisy at night and I haven't been sleeping well."

  "Wow, is this really happening?"

  "Don't fool me, I'm a little dog! Especially last night, it was noisy until 3 o'clock and didn't let me go! Please, I don't want to live in this room anymore!"

  The nurse closed her notebook and looked at Youyou sympathetically. "Alright, I'll go ask about the situation next door. If it's true, I'll tell our leader."

  "I'm counting on you!" Youyou clasped her hands together and made puppy-like pleading eyes.

  The nurse smiled, took the pen and walked out. Youyou heard her footsteps go to the next room, stop at the door, open it, and suddenly a sharp scream burst out in the quiet corridor like an atomic bomb explosion.

  She rushed out and saw the nurse crawling out of the next room, pointing her finger at the inside with a trembling hand, her face was ashen, and her body was shaking violently due to extreme fear and helplessness, her facial features were about to twist and deform.

  The black-clad man outside rushed in nervously to check the situation. Afterwards, one of the panicked black-clad men came out and dialed someone's phone number, speaking in a low voice.

  "Boss, Fang... Miss Fang, something's happened to her."

  Her curiosity was piqued and she thought of walking over to take a look at the situation in the room. However, the nurse who was sitting on the floor immediately shouted loudly and anxiously, "Don't come over!"

  "What's wrong, Miss Li?"

  "Don't ask so much, just don't come over!"

  She had to stop in her tracks, the nurse's terrified expression sending a chill down her spine. Nurse Sister obviously didn't want her to see the terrifying scene inside the room. Nurse Sister thought that she, an inexperienced young woman, couldn't bear the bloody sight. Even someone like herself who had dealt with countless corpses was scared out of her wits by what she saw just now.

  Youyou would never know how lucky she was, at that moment her timidity overcame her curiosity. If she had walked into the adjacent room at that time, she would have seen Fang Yanni's blood-stained corpse lying on the bed.

  The disheveled woman stared with dull, lifeless eyes, her stiff eyeballs still holding a hint of serenity released from the relief of suffering before death. It can be seen that she endured extreme pain before taking her own life, but bit back any sound, for if she had cried out, the bodyguards outside would have rushed in. So she clenched her teeth tightly, her teeth sinking into her gums, which were filled with blood, and half of her tongue was bitten off, falling onto the bed sheet. After several hours, her tongue had turned a dark purple color, like the severed head of a venomous snake.

  Fresh blood poured into her throat, so her mouth was full of blood. But she didn't die from biting off her tongue, if that were the case, how could she have cut open her own belly next?

  Not bad, she cut open her own belly with scissors, not a knife, but scissors. It's like the same process as when I saw my mother cutting clothes when I was young. The scissors went "clip clip" and opened up the fabric. But someone actually used them to cut open their own skin, and inside they saw their heart beating vigorously, their kidneys, lungs, spleen, and a messy tangle of intestines. She could see how her heart sped up when she was scared.

  She inserted her hand into the slit abdomen, at the location of the uterus, she was searching for something, rummaging back and forth, with both the palm and back of her hand touching the sticky intestines and internal organs, then, her hand was stained with blood.

  She didn't find what she had in mind. But she laughed. Her mouth, which was cut off at the tongue, let out a silent, skyward laugh.

  She died in a posture of victory. Don't follow me Latest chapter Chapter 11 URL: html/7/7810/