Poor Nurse - Wang Xiaomei

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My name is Wang Xiaomei, and I'm a nurse at a large hospital. I'm the prettiest woman in the entire hospital.
I'm 176cm tall, weigh 120kg,
have an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry lips, and big eyes. I also have long, slender arms and beautiful legs. When I
wear a sexy short dress, every man in the hospital is captivated by me.
However, I've fallen for a surgeon who's only been at the hospital for less than a month .
His name is Zhang Wei, and he's a newcomer to our hospital.
Despite his short time here, his medical skills are among the best in the entire hospital.
He's tall, has big eyes, and a robust build.
After getting to know him for a while, I felt he was a good person , so I started dating him.
He treated me well; he was a warm and caring man. We dated for two months,
and one time he invited me to his house. I immediately agreed, but I never came back.

The weather was fine that day. He drove me for over two hours to a forest far from the city, leading me to
an apartment building. It was a huge building, deserted for miles around. Little did I know this would be my final destination.
We went to the lobby, and I sat on the sofa. I was thirsty after the two-hour drive, so he went to the kitchen to get me a glass of water.
I bravely stepped forward, and then he walked behind me and hit me on the head with some hard object. I passed out.

When I woke up, I found myself stripped naked and tied to a large bed. I was bound by seven or eight iron chains
and couldn't move. I didn't understand what was happening. I saw Zhang Wei holding a large machete,
slowly walking towards me. I immediately screamed, "Help! Help!"
He grinned sinisterly and said, "Screaming won't help. No one will come to save you." I yelled, "What are you going to do?" He didn't answer.
He stared at my arm for ten minutes, then raised the cleaver. I immediately passed out.
When I woke up, I wasn't locked up. I was lying on a soft, large bed. I felt extremely tired.
I tried to sit up, but I couldn't feel my right hand. I tried to lift my right arm and screamed.
My right arm was wrapped in snow-white bandages; it was gone from the elbow down.
I tried to touch my right arm with my left hand, but I couldn't lift my left arm at all.
I shook my body, trying to kick the blanket off with my foot, only to find that my left foot and right leg were gone.
I used all my strength to use my left leg to push the blanket off.
I almost fainted. What had I become? My whole body was wrapped in bandages.
I glanced at my left arm, but I saw nothing. It had disappeared from the shoulder down. My limbs were gone. What was this? Was I dreaming? "Why don't I feel any pain?"
I screamed at the high ceiling. "I must be dreaming. I don't feel any pain.
It's a dream, a dream, a dream!" I said to the ceiling.
At this moment, Zhang Wei walked in and said to me, "This is not a dream.
You don't feel any pain because I gave you a lot of anesthetic. But the effect will wear off soon and you will feel pain."
My mind went blank. I had just come to Zhang Wei's apartment with him. How
could I have become like this in the blink of an eye? As I thought about it, I felt a sharp pain from the end of my severed limb to my chest.
I knew he was telling the truth. I no longer had the strength to scream. He sat on the edge of the bed and tucked me in.
I didn't know what to say to him. I hated him so much. Yesterday I was a beautiful woman with a beautiful body
, but now I'm a woman wrapped in bandages. I groaned. He said, "Don't be afraid. I will take care of you."
I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak. I thought to myself, "If I had hands, I would definitely kill you." I closed my eyes, and
he began to tell me how he had done this to me.

After knocking me unconscious, he chained me to the bed. Terrified, I was then pushed into a large room,
which resembled an operating room filled with various medical instruments and medications.
He secured me to an operating table,
then administered a large amount of anesthetic and painkillers to me. While I was unconscious,
he began his cruel amputation surgery. He first used a cleaver to sever my left arm at the root,
and blood gushed out; my arm was severed.
Fearing I would bleed to death, he didn't continue the amputation immediately, instead using blood plasma to transfuse me. He inserted
a needle into my right arm, then picked up the blood-soaked cleaver, eyeing my two long legs.
He raised the cleaver high and viciously chopped at my right leg
. With a loud thud, he severed my right leg at the thigh, blood gushing out like a fountain
, staining the entire operating table red. He removed my severed right leg and threw it on the ground like trash.
With one hand, he grabbed my left foot, and with the other, he raised the cleaver and slashed my footless left leg onto the bed.
My left foot had been severed; blood arced through the air.
He picked up my left foot, glanced at it, and threw it behind him. He noticed I still had a whole right arm receiving a blood transfusion.
He pulled out the needle, tightly grasped my remaining right arm with both hands, and licked my beautiful right hand with the tip of his tongue.
Without realizing it, he picked up the cleaver and slashed at my right arm. My only intact arm was severed in the middle;
I no longer had any complete limbs. He began stitching my wounds, using a skin grafting tool to remove several palm-sized pieces of human skin

from my severed right leg. He first stitched up the wound at the base of my right leg, then my left shoulder and right arm, and finally my left foot. His medical skills were truly superb; he stitched my wounds up beautifully. Afterward, he brought out a large amount of bandages and gauze to bandage my wounds. I was bandaged up like a mummy. After cleaning my wounds, he placed me on a clean white emergency bed, pushed me into a large room, carried me to a soft bed, covered me with a blanket, gently kissed my cheek, and then turned and left the room. I lay in bed listening to him, shaking my head repeatedly, not wanting to hear him. If I had hands, I would have covered my ears. But I no longer have hands. Thinking about this, I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer and started to cry. He said he would take good care of me, that I had no reason to live anymore. I wanted to commit suicide, but how could a severely disabled woman like me, missing limbs, die? I thought about biting my tongue, but I didn't have the courage. I could only eke out a living in this apartment for the rest of my life. [The End]

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