The Saint Goes Nuts
However, I really didn't have the strength to lift my heavy eyelids anymore.
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The heart monitor flatlined, letting out an extended beep. I suddenly felt my body become lighter, and it felt as if I were flying.
As my soul left my body, I caught sight of my own defeated expression.
My abdominal cavity had been cut open, layer by layer, revealing an almost fully formed fetus that had been mutilated.
There were stab wounds of varying depths all over my body.
I was one of the best gynecologists in Golsing City, who had performed more than a thousand surgeries without making a single mistake.