On the way back to the room, I fainted. When I woke up, I felt that I couldn't move. My whole body ached when I moved. They didn't lock me in the bed. My mouth was dry and I shouted: "

I want some water!"

A man came in with water. I felt that his demeanor was somewhat similar to that of the middle-aged man, the master of the palace, but his appearance was different. He had a short beard and a serious face. He gave it to me first.

He took a few pills and said in a commanding tone: "Take the medicine."

Looking at his stern eyes, I couldn't move my hands, so I had to open my mouth. He put the medicine in my mouth. I pressed them under my tongue and drank a sip of water. The drinking glass blocked my mouth.

Sometimes, I spit the medicine into my clothes.

"Open your mouth! Stick your tongue up!" he said.

I was prepared, so I let him check it boldly and confidently. He looked at me in disbelief, then pinched my mouth open, looked at it, and then left with the plate. When he got to the door, he suddenly turned around and I had no expression on my face.

, he closed the door with a clang and left.

From now on, every time I took medicine, I would spit it out in this way, and I no longer attacked them. Gradually, my body gradually recovered. They allowed me to enter the hall again, but I couldn't avoid the vicious...

Women tortured me.

One day after dinner, I was sitting behind the sofa in a daze. I really couldn't bear to be with those mentally ill patients. Maybe I was lost in thought! I didn't hear the order to go back to the room, and they didn't find out.

I didn't realize this until night! Now that I'm out, I'll take a good look at this hospital and the mental hospital. I walked up to the second floor, which was a winding corridor, and I heard heavy breathing, which was the last breath.

It was coming from somewhere, I put my ear against the door, and a man's moan came, accompanied by a lewd laugh, and the girl's cry and begging for mercy, but it seemed that the man didn't appreciate it, and became more and more angry under the girl's resistance.

Getting more and more excited.

This damn man, I knocked on the door and hid. In the darkness, I saw the old man who ordered me to be carried back to my room in the hall that day. He went out, glanced around furtively, and slipped away.

Then I ran away. I walked into the room and there was the little girl. She was lying on the bed with wrinkles on the sheets and a pool of blood on them. When she saw me, she quickly wrapped herself in a quilt and started sobbing.

"Stop crying." I said.

She cried even harder when she heard what I said. I patted her shoulder.

"He is not human!"

"Do you know him?"

"He has been here for a long time and has always coveted me, but every time I got away before he made a move. However, he somehow got the key to my door. Today, when I opened the door

When I opened it, I opened it until he was looking at me from inside. I wanted to run, but he came up and closed the door with a single stride, and pressed me against the wall... Wuwuwu."

"This kind of man deserves to die!" I said.

"I have hated him for a long time. But I am weak alone and cannot be his opponent at all."

"In this case, you might as well take advantage of the trick and pretend to be with him, seize his weakness, and give him a fatal blow." I said.

"But when I saw his face, I wanted to vomit." She shook her head.

"Think about what he did to you. You are innocent. Everyone here is a pervert, and so is that old woman. Think about the pleasure you will feel when you kill him to death in revenge." I said.
Chapter completed!