Deep in the rusty hospital, the night is thick, hiding ulterior secrets. Lin Yue, a cancer-ridden woman, lay on the cold operating table, waiting for her fate to be judged. Dr. Cheng is cold and mysterious. The electronic tattoo flashes blue light under her skin. Every time a needle penetrates her skin, the electric current and pleasure are intertwined, awakening her sleeping desire. Su Tang, enchanting and dangerous, her tight leather skirt outlines her curves, and her high heels tap the floor. She slid her fingers across Lin Yue's collarbone, whispering coldly and teasingly: "Are you ready for the real treatment?" Then she tore open the hospital gown, revealing scarred skin. Lin Yue's heartbeat was pounding, fear and desire entangled.
Dr. Cheng walked out of the shadows, holding a scalpel in his hand, the cold light dazzling his eyes. He approached, his eyes crazy, "This is not treatment, it is an experiment." The blade flashed and stabbed Su Tang, blood spurted out, she screamed and fell to the ground, the mechanical arm broke and exposed the metal skeleton. Lin Yue screamed, but Dr. Cheng grabbed her wrist and pressed it on the table, "You are my masterpiece." His fingers slid down, and the cold touch made her tremble, but her body was unable to resist.
Suddenly, the door of the operating room was knocked open and armed men broke in. The sound of gunshots was deafening and bullets were flying everywhere. Doctor Cheng hugged Lin Yue and rolled off the stage. Blood was everywhere and death was approaching. She gripped his collar tightly, feeling his rapid breathing and hot body temperature. In the chaos, he kissed her wildly and passionately, sweat mixed with blood, and desire burning on the edge of killing.
The gunfire stopped, and only bodies remained in the ruins. Dr. Cheng let go of her and gasped: "We have to leave, but you will always be mine." Lin Yue nodded, his eyes firm, and the nightmare had just begun.
