White Walls Are For Sick People

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The sound of howling pain echoed in the lab. Tears appeared upon hearing them. Breathing heavily, losing control on what was real and what was not.

Voices sounded gibberish and yet they made sense. Confused noises and panicking at the scene before him. He was a scientist not a doctor. The male stared blankly at the his poor friend whom is suffering a great pain.

" Do something!" She groaned in discomfort. He flinched and was bring back to reality. No...he needs to fulfill his duty or else the boss will have his head for dinner. Slowly, he gulped the saliva that was trapping in his throat for so long and began to approach her.

" I hate this! White walls are for sick people!"

When he was 8, he dissected a pregnant cat but he failed the surgery quite miserably. At 15, he tried again with a bigger subject, a wolf. He did successfully delivered the pup but the host died due to the lack of blood loss.

Now, standing in front of a bigger and far more sensitive subject...he could no longer think straight. Where was that sick bastard when he need him? Handling an angry woman is scary enough.

Wasn't he supposed to be by her side?? This was utterly bullshit! He can't handle this anymore!

" Flug....please. Do it for me-" she stopped mid-sentence, her back arched in a painful manner. She was about to burst. The child is damaging her body in a bad way. He mentally slapped himself and came to her aid immediately. He sedate her so she wouldn't have to feel the pain at least.

It took a solid 5 minutes for the drug to kicked in. Her breathing got steady and she was fast asleep.

Flug sighed in relief but then he checked her heart monitor, his heart stopped. Her heart rate count drastically decreased. He was losing her.

" Fuck!"

In motion, he grabbed his knife and slowly doing the c-cut just below her belly. It was uncomfortable and too lewd for him. He thought he was going to be sick but now it's not the time!

Layer by layer, he cutter his way in her womb and after a few slice, a head was visible. It took the scientist breath away.

It has a gorgeous (s/c) and had a little hair. He picked up his forceps and gently grabbed the child's head in most delicate way he could mustered. What made the him panic more that the child wasn't breathing although it was fully out. He quickly wrapped the boss's offspring and uses his breathing tube to it. He wasn't professional and he knows he wasn't doing great at it even.

He put the child down in a transparent box and ran back to her, pulling out her plasma out of her womb and quickly and effortlessly stitching her belly back.

Her heart wasn't changing but it stayed on the same digit. He teared up a little...why wasn't her heart rate went back to normal?






















































































He was scared, not to the fact about Black Hat will rip his head off clean, no....he was about to lose his only friend.
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Ou, ouch. Tough luck dude.

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