Wu Yingying heard the baby's cry and felt as uncomfortable as a needle stick in her heart.

She sank her face and said viciously, "Quickly, give me the scissors. A scalpel will do, as long as it can cut through the sheets."

The doctor sneered, "Sorry, I won't give you the scissors."

"Why? You are a doctor. The doctor's job is to save the dead and heal the wounded. Are you going to watch my baby be smothered to death in the bed sheet by that inferior animal?"

"Madam, I think I have told you very clearly before that it is not a normal fetus. Just now I opened your uterus and found that the child is really a malformed fetus, so please forget that child. Right."

"Forget the child? Doctor, you are not young anymore. You should be married and have a child of your own? Can you forget your child? Think about it in another way. If you are me, you can forget this child. Don't you? You don't understand the feeling of being a mother. Even if he is deformed, he will be a piece of meat from me."

"Madam, please be more sober and stop messing around. The current situation is that our hospital has decided to destroy this child humanely, and the dean has signed and approved it. So, please stop worrying about this child anymore. ."

Wu Yingying was stunned first, then suddenly opened her throat and shouted.

"Your hospital decides? This is my child, my flesh and blood. Why does your hospital make the decision for me?"

"Since this child is deformed, any severely deformed child should not be born."

At this time, the little baby cried even louder.

"Mom, save me! Mom, I want to go out!"

Wu Yingying's heart was broken when she heard the child's cry.

"Doctor, are you deaf? Can't you hear the child crying, he is calling mother to save me, if you still have a bit of humanity, can you do something to destroy a child humanely?"

The doctor said coldly, "Lady, please calm down and think about it. If you leave a deformed child and raise him, then when the child reaches adulthood, will society accept such a deformed person? You are not expecting His future life will depend on juggling in the circus, right?"

"My baby will be the smartest and most talented person in the world. I must develop into an omnipotent genius. My genius baby will never linger in the circus."

"Will a deformed person become a genius? Are you dreaming? You should wake up. Instead of fighting hard for this deformed child, why not raise your body and have another child? Give birth to a healthy child and nurture him Isn't it better?"

"No! You stupid and cruel doctor, I will not give up this child."

The doctor snarled, "Enough! Stop talking nonsense, this child must die! He can't stay in this world, I have already made it clear to you."

"No! Doctor, you are in a gang with that ugly monster. You have colluded. You just want to take the child from my belly. I will not be fooled. You deliberately lied to me in order to kill my child. The child is deformed. You lied! You are all liars. Since you refuse to give me the scissors, I have to **** it. What kind of humane destruction? I will never allow you to kill my child."

After speaking, he immediately rushed over.

The doctor shouted, "Quickly, hold her, what are you doing in a daze?"

Several nurses immediately stepped forward and pressed Wu Yingying to the bed.

Wu Yingying couldn't move, and immediately let out a crippling cry.

"Baby, my poor boy, you are going to be killed by these bastards, you are just an innocent little life. But they can't tolerate you at all. Help! Come on! Someone is going to kill."

The doctor said coldly, "Shut up, you should completely forget the monster child, because that child does not belong to this world." After speaking, he immediately took out the syringe, pointed it at the blood vessel in Wu Yingying's arm, and pushed it down.

"Baby, my poor baby."

Wu Yingying stretched out her hand towards the baby wrapped in the bed sheet, but her eyelids gradually became heavier, and finally she fell asleep.

The doctor said, "Quickly, quickly help her to lie down on the bed. She has lost too much blood. If you don't suture the wound, it will be life-threatening. By the way, she still needs a blood transfusion. Who of you will go to the blood bank and get another 600CC. ."

The little nurse said, "I'll get it."

Next, the doctors and nurses were busy, and finally stitched up the pregnant woman's wound.

After tossing, the doctors and nurses were already exhausted.

Master Azan coughed and coughed, "Doctor, you are finally done, what should this child do now?"

After the little baby was trapped in the sheets, he cried and made noises at first, but then there was no movement.

The nurse said, "Isn't it already muted?"

The doctor frowned, "It shouldn't be that the bed sheet is made of cotton, the cotton fiber has gaps, and it is not plastic."

The nurse said in surprise, "Then why is this kid not moving?"

The doctor sighed, "If this child is really dead, we won't have trouble. However, I think he should be alive."

The doctor approached the baby who was wrapped in a bed sheet and reached out to pat the baby, who suddenly cried out.

"Mom, I want my mother! Mom, save me!"

The doctor sighed, "Look, let me tell you, I'll just say he is not dead."

Master Azan said, "What about this kid?"

The doctor said, "Of course humanity is destroyed." Then he told the little nurse, "Go, get the medicine."

The little nurse nodded.

After a while, the little nurse returned with a bottle of pink liquid.

The doctor took out a syringe and pumped the pink liquid into the syringe.

Master Azan watched the pink liquid rising slowly in the syringe, and said in astonishment, "What is this?"

The doctor said, "The ingredient of this medicine is pentobarbital, which is an anti-spasmodic, hypnotic and sedative drug. A one milliliter dose is enough to kill an animal weighing one kilogram. By the way, this little baby His weight is only three kilograms, so only three milliliters is enough."

The doctor took the syringe, squatted beside the baby, and said softly, "Come on, good boy, it won't hurt very much. Since you shouldn't be born in this world, now, please go back to the underworld and reincarnate. Okay. This process may be a little painful, but it takes a short time. Trust me, you won't be very painful."

"Don't kill me! Please."

The little baby in the bed sheet realized that he was about to face the fate, crying as hard as he could, shaking with the bed sheet.

"Dad! Daddy save me!"

Master Azan sneered, "Little monster, you better shut up, go back and reincarnate. In this life you are too lucky and cast the wrong mother. Doctor, don't hesitate, are you pitying this little monster?: Hurry up Give him an injection."