Chapter 937: Plastic Surgery Monster (1)
When Mark heard that Mandy wanted to take Ling Tianya to the bas.e.m.e.nt, he was hesitant. “That is prohibited ground, on the orders of our boss. Are you really going to take her there?”
“Didn’t you hear me?” Mandy looked at Mark. “Who am I doing this for? I just want to help you get revenge.”
Mandy’s exclamation robbed Mark of all excuses and words. He was already part of the act now. He had already let Mandy do whatever she wanted to Ling Tianya. He had no choice but to listen to Mandy’s orders now. They were in it together.
Therefore, Mark released Ling Tianya from the ropes and tied her hands together instead. Then, they made their way to the bas.e.m.e.nt.
It was only the second time Ling Tianya had left her room, and she paid special attention to the path they took, noting every detail she could possibly remember.
It was a big place and was quiet as well. It must be a rural place on the edge of the city. After pa.s.sing through a dimly lit corridor, Ling Tianya finally arrived at the bas.e.m.e.nt that Mandy was talking about.
It was a well-equipped operating theatre, and it reeked strongly of disinfectant, chlorhexidine.
Ling Tianya recalled what she asked Zhang Ke previously. There was indeed a plastic surgeon in the organization.
This was likely to be the plastic surgeon’s operating theatre.
Mandy made Mark drag Ling Tianya to the operating table and pressed her down onto the table.
Mandy was smiling coldly when she switched on the theatre lights. The bright light flooded Ling Tianya’s eyes and made them hurt. She squinted when the spotlights shone on her.
Mandy’s cold hands were brus.h.i.+ng against Ling Tianya’s cheeks, caressing her face. Her eyes had a creepy look to them. “Young Mistress, you have really good skin, so smooth and bouncy. Look at your body! You don’t look like you just had a child, how did you manage to maintain yourself so well? Tell me, tell me, I’ll really have to take notes. It might be of use to me in the future.”
Ling Tianya couldn’t comprehend what Mandy meant. She didn’t know what Mandy was about to do to her, but she knew that she was up to no good. Nothing good could come out of this.
“Aren’t you curious about why my face is wrapped up in bandages? I can tell you now.” Mandy lowered her body. “The day I arrived here from North Africa, I underwent the first stage of the operation. They drew fat from here and filled it in here.” Mandy pointed at her b.u.t.t and then her b.r.e.a.s.t.s and she continued, “Not long after, I was lying here again. This time, I was going under the knife for everything. I wasn’t as tall as you, so the doctor had to tie down my leg, open up my knees and add in a metal implant on my thigh bone. It was technical. I don’t know the details, but I know that it hurt. It hurt so badly, it hurt everywhere! My entire body!”
Every time Mandy talked about a body part, she would trace her fingers on the corresponding part on Ling Tianya. Finally, she arrived at the face.
Mandy placed her hands on Ling Tianya’s face. “This is my face. My nose is not as sharp as yours so I had to have an implant. My eyes aren’t as big as yours so I had to open up my corners. My lips were too thin so I needed fillers. My chin was too short so I had to inject something as well. Then, the doctor told me that my jaw was too wide, so he shaved it off a little. Tell me, Young Mistress, why is your face so small?”