Chapter 2525: 2435 Single Loop Red Bridal Dress (Alliance Leader Quietly Watching Flowers Bloom and Fall, Bonus Chapter 1)

Really scared someone to death? Yun Ge'er, you've got guts, still playing this kind of music.

Lao He said, trembling.

I like Wu Lao Teacher's style—simple, clean, unpretentious." Su Yun said, "Scaring people to death is just a rumor in the martial world, a proper exaggeration; you don't know this rhetorical device? Was your language arts taught by a PE teacher before?"

【Mom likes my my Red Bridal Dress, don't let me die too early, too early】

Just as they were speaking, the song started.

The melody of some avant-garde experimental music matched with lyrics, and atop the semi-transparent membrane beneath the parasitic fetus……

Lao He felt his legs a bit weak, wanting to go to the toilet. His prostate sent waves of distending pain; he struggled to overcome some physiological urge, struggling to stand before the Operating table, not flinching.

What the hell is this! If someone else played it, even if it were Director Xu, Lao He would be furious with them.

But this was played by Yun Ge'er, or maybe random playback; Lao He was afraid yet didn't move, because he heard Su Yun humming softly, as if harmonizing.

Young, bold, full of vigor, unafraid of demons and monsters—Lao He thought to himself.

"Xiao Cao, are you okay?" Lao He saw Quan Xiaocao stop trembling, and hurriedly asked carefully.

"He… He… Teacher, please help me a bit." Quan Xiaocao whispered.

Lao He quickly glanced at the various readings; all stable, then he approached Quan Xiaocao's side.

【At night your hair falls; at night you close your eyes; this is a secret promise; belonging to me, belonging to you】

The song continued; the lyrics were alright, but paired with that weird style, the whole Operating Room was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

"Xiao Cao, what's wrong?" Lao He asked.

"He Teacher, help me up, I'll sit a moment, my legs feel weak." Quan Xiaocao's body stiffened; after speaking two sentences, her upper and lower teeth began to clash, making a clicking sound.

Lao He reflected, what Zheng Lao Ban said was right—if Xiao Cao stood on the Operating table, with her timid demeanor could she even handle the Retractor? Help?

Nonsense, it's more like hindering help.

He supported Quan Xiaocao's arm, clearly feeling a fine layer of small bumps on her forearm skin; her hand and arm were ice-cold, like a piece of ice.

"Look at you, I'll help you out." Lao He said.

"No, just let me sit a bit." Quan Xiaocao had her stubbornness; facing such a rare Shou Bing, she still wanted to watch it through. This is the accumulation of clinical experience; everyone gets here this way.

Lao He helplessly helped Quan Xiaocao to a corner, sitting on a small round stool. Lao He was somewhat thoughtful; he found a Surgical gown for Quan Xiaocao to drape over herself.

Doing this couldn't comfort Quan Xiaocao's inner panic, but it could at least somewhat preserve warmth.

【The bridal dress is red; the Poison is white】

The song continued.

"Yun Ge'er, this song sounds really scary." Lao He whispered.

"Yeah, based on this song, countless ghost stories have been made up online." Su Yun said, "From the lyrics you can tell, they're all that kind of story—no originality, not even scary."

Lao He thought, just this… damn… isn't it scary enough?

He didn't return to the patient's side, but stood behind Zheng Lao Ban, having his assistant watch the ventilator and monitor.

Zheng Lao Ban's vicinity was somewhat warm, his yang energy truly strong. Besides that, the whole Operating Room seemed like an ice cave, cold beyond words.

"Boss, your Shou Bing is too slow, isn't it?" Su Yun said, slightly doubtful: "What are you thinking about?"

Zheng Ren didn't speak, but tapped the Suction Device in Su Yun's hand, indicating to keep up.

Feng Jianguo looked at the parasitic fetus before him, hearing the Red Bridal Dress, even more frightened than Quan Xiaocao.

Happiness Avenue wasn't among the earliest rock bands, but it emerged as a mainstay in Di Du's rock scene during a time of transition.

Who wasn't a rock youth when they were young?

Lao He didn't know this song, but Feng Jianguo did. It was a song he'd heard once years ago and never dared to listen to again; he never expected that while doing a parasitic fetus Shou Bing, he'd encounter it, and it would become background music.

Just like the past returning, Feng Jianguo stared blankly as Zheng Lao Ban performed the Shou Bing, his eyes occasionally flicking to the parasitic fetus.

Some say this song is about a faithless man and a woman, but Feng Jianguo's first thought after hearing it was abortion.

Whether lyrics or melody, even the scene before him matched perfectly.

If Feng Jianguo hadn't already scrubbed in and the patient hadn't come to see him, he'd probably have fled by now.

Gritting his teeth, he thought, just listen; it'll be over soon.

【One night of spring romance is not not my fault, one night of spring romance is not not my fault.】

Amid the slightly odd lyrics, the song ended.

Feng Jianguo let out a long breath; finally it was over. He glanced resentfully at Su Yun, feeling especially dissatisfied.

The somewhat rustic Good Luck Come now, in retrospect, sounds so nice; actually, any song would be better than this Red Bridal Dress.

It's not that the song is unpleasant; it's just that this song fits the situation all too well.

Especially the last few lines, Feng Jianguo seemed to hear the parasitic fetus's lament; he even worried it would stretch out a finger pointing at him, saying he had killed it.

At this moment, Feng Jianguo truly missed the Good Luck Come.

【One night of spring romance is not not my fault, one night of spring romance is not not my fault.】

In the final line, endlessly repeated, the piece Red Bridal Dress finally ended……

MD, who knows whose fault it is. This matter shouldn't be dwelled on; if you think too much, scene after scene of Liaozhai ghost stories will appear in your mind, impossible to shake.

Feng Jianguo, as the second assistant, was practically just a prop; on the Operating table Zheng Lao Ban performed the Shou Bing steadily, Su Yun humming the Red Bridal Dress in accompaniment. Even the burly male instrument nurses were a bit timid, glancing around now and then.

Let's finish quickly; Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing is really slow, can't it be faster?" Feng Jianguo thought.

But the melody was winding and graceful; the second randomly played song was again Red Bridal Dress.

Random playback double hit—how did such a low-probability event happen together?!

Lao He and Feng Jianguo both froze for a moment. Su Yun smiled and said, "Looks like this song's luck is really not bad."

Can that be considered good luck?!

Lao He was speechless.

Zheng Ren reached out and said, "Big bend Retractor, straighten it."

"What are you trying to straighten?" the instrument nurse asked, voice slightly trembling. Just now he spaced out, didn't hear the first half of what Zheng Lao Ban said.

"Buddy, what are you thinking? Besides, can you straighten a bent thing?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "On the operating table, besides the large bend retractor being able to straighten, what else can you straighten?"