Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 688 Game Preparation,

After that incident, Efron Weisz was locked up in a mental hospital, as if he had been forgotten by the world.

Although this mental hospital looks formal and someone comes to check on him every day to make sure he is still alive, for Efron Weisz, it is more like a curse.

He was filled with despair and pain, having lost all hope in life. He wanted it all to end so badly, and he felt he had no reason to continue living in this world. He had killed his family with his own hands, an unforgivable crime, even though it was not his intention.

The iron block inserted into his brain not only made his memory blurred, but also completely changed the trajectory of his life.

He was unable to recognize that the people who broke into his home were actually there to take care of his family.

In his confused state of mind, he locked them in a water tank and watched them drown alive without realizing it.

What's even more terrifying is that he even lived with their corpses for a long time, until he injured someone on the street and was sent to the hospital after someone found a piece of iron stuck in his brain.

The moment the doctor took out the iron block, he woke up from his dream and remembered everything.

However, it was too late. His family had already left him, and he himself had become a murderer, burdened with endless sin and regret. In the mental hospital, he suffered in agony every day, unable to escape the torment in his heart.

Death became Efron Weisz's only obsession. He tried every possible means he could think of, as if grasping at the last straw.

Late at night, he quietly tore the bed sheet into strands, clumsily twisted it into a rough knot, and stood on tiptoe to hang it on the iron bed in the ward. As soon as his neck touched the rope, the nurse on duty pushed the door open and pulled him down.

During the day, he sat at the table in a daze. When the nurse turned around, he suddenly banged his head against the corner of the table. As soon as the dull sound fell, someone rushed over and held his shoulders. Blood oozed from the corner of his forehead, but it was far from fatal.

He would even find opportunities to smash the enamel plates brought by the medical staff, and pick up the sharpest pieces of porcelain to scratch his wrists. But every time he just scratched his skin, someone would snatch the pieces away and wrap his wound tightly with gauze.

Time and again, he was only one step away from death, but was always pulled back at the last moment.

He lay in bed, looking at the layers of gauze on his wrists, his eyes filled with despair - why was even death so difficult? It wasn't until the female doctor appeared in the ward on time every week that he slowly figured out the answer.

It was she who had opened his skull in the hospital and removed the piece of iron embedded in his brain;

It was also she who rushed to his rescue the first time after he hurt himself and treated his wounds personally. There was no sympathy in her eyes, only a cold calmness.

At first, Efron thought this was a doctor's duty, but after doing it many times, he gradually realized that something was wrong - she always appeared at the precise moment when he took action, as if she knew his plan in advance; she bandaged the wounds very carefully and even adjusted the dosage of the medicine to ensure that his body could recover as quickly as possible.

Until one day, he accidentally heard the nurses chatting in the corridor.

"Do you remember? It was this man who used an iron bar on the street and caused Mr. Pearson to suffer such serious injuries."

"Pearson? Are you talking about Kreacher Pearson? The saintly director of the orphanage?"

"Of course, who else could it be but him? I heard that's why Miss Jones comes to see this man every week. I heard that Mr. Pearson was beaten so badly by him that Miss Jones was almost mad at him."

"Earl of Baden, too. Don't forget, Earl of Baden is Dean Pearson's sponsor. If it weren't for Earl of Baden, how could a street vagrant like him afford to stay in a hospital like ours?"

"This man is also unlucky. It is said that he keeps trying so hard to die because he killed all his family members and siblings during a mental illness."

Efron's heart sank.

He suddenly remembered the day when he lost control and hurt someone, and he seemed to see a person's face in his blurry eyes - it turned out that the person he beat on the street was the family of this female doctor.

All the doubts were answered in an instant. She was not "saving" him at all, but taking revenge.

She knew that he wanted to die, so she insisted on letting him live, letting him suffer in guilt and pain day after day; she saved him time and time again, not out of a kind heart as a doctor, but to make him clearly remember the mistakes he had made, and let him live to endure a punishment more cruel than death.

When the female doctor came to see him again later, Efron stopped struggling and just stared at her coldly.

He watched her skillfully change his dressing, listened to her softly say, "Only by living well can you atone for your sins," and his heart was filled with desolation. He finally understood that he could not escape. In the name of "saving" himself, this female doctor had tailored an eternal cage for him - living was the heaviest punishment for the rest of his life.

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“This person looks so boring~”

Having said that, Carl still expressed his willingness to help, although in this game, he looked more like a minor supporting role.

However, compared to Karl, Andrew is the one who wants to complain more.

He tugged at his white robe embellished with gold thread, raised his hand to brush away the white hair that fell to his shoulders, and frowned at the people who gathered around him and asked, "Do I really need to look like this?

Indeed, Andrew is now an adult. Like the owner of the manor, he has white hair. When his hair is loose and his clothes are changed, he really looks like God.

But this is what Andrew wants to complain about the most,

What is this?

Youth has no price tag, cosplaying as my dad right here? ? ? ? (=_=)