Chapter 1753: Chapter 1748: Bitter Fruit (42)
“Who are you—”
Soon, the clinic door, even left open under the broad daylight, was pushed open by Fu Qian.
And Dorian, whose head was indeed still attached to his neck, looked over in shock at the first mont.
However, it was clear Fu Qian didn’t need to say anything, as Dorian instinctively swallowed his words upon seeing what Fu Qian was holding.
“What do you want to do?”
Faced with this blood-soaked mad intruder, his survival instinct led him to imdiately relinquish control.
“Outsiders, here for treatnt.”
To his surprise, the other party was quite amiable, answering both questions in one go.
“These are the rewards.”
Putting down the three Hilarys together, Fu Qian handed over the consultation fee without waiting for the other party to say anything.
“Hurry up and get ready, I’ll wait here.”
Then casually placing Dorian’s head on the other side, even adjusting the position for them to gaze at each other lovingly as encouragent.
“Prepare everything you can, I want the best dical conditions.”
…
When Doctor Dorian returned, the sky was completely dark.
Of course, it wasn’t intentional stalling. Although there was no clock in the consulting room, Fu Qian was very sure he had left for less than half an hour.
Mainly because the day and night shift here was very unreasonable, turning to night in just a second after arriving.
Of course, whether Dorian spent a little ti hesitating about the next choice during this half-hour, Fu Qian believed it was only human nature.
But clearly, the head still on the table helped dispel his thought of escaping under the cover of darkness.
Although he returned empty-handed.
“Everything is ready, Sir.”
Worried that Fu Qian might misunderstand, Dorian carefully explained imdiately.
“It’s just that the new one isn’t convenient to move, would you be willing to change locations, Sir?”
“Of course.”
While responding, Fu Qian was already standing up.
The talk of inconvenience in moving might not be false, but it likely wasn’t the main reason.
Because he knew very well where the new treatnt location Dorian referred to was.
…
When patients are too compliant with dical orders, it sotis makes the doctor themselves hard to believe.
For instance, Dr. Dorian at this mont clearly was very touched.
To the extent that after hesitating to speak, he didn’t utter another word but rely went forward to bring the two Hilarys, along with the dolls from the cabinet, ahead.
“Sorry for the ss inside.”
As expected, following the familiar route to the familiar destination, the two soon arrived at the round tower again.
And, even able to sll the bloody scent emanating from inside, Dorian didn’t forget to apologize first.
“It’s okay, I’ve seen ssier.”
Fu Qian remained amiable, though his words left Dorian more bewildered.
Squeak——
With the familiar sound, the scene inside the tower finally ca into view.
It indeed was not as ssy as before.
Considering it was already dark, Dorian, working here earlier, had lit a circle of candles at a person-high spot in the tower.
Although the light wasn’t strong, it successfully achieved a shadowless lamp effect.
And under this illumination, one could see that the pile of clothing had been pushed to the side.
Thus revealing spots of blood on the stone slab that were visible.
As for the source of the blood—Hilary clad in black robe was leaning obliquely against that pile of clothing, with eyes shining like a puppet.
Though there weren’t more noticeable changes on the exterior, even the veil remained perfectly there, but clearly, so special treatnt had been done, and she was no longer just a corpse.
“Sir, please sit here.”
Seeing Fu Qian hadn’t shown any special reaction, Dorian seed to sigh in relief, indicating for him to sit at the center of the tower.
“Okay.”
Without objection, Fu Qian continued forward. Since there wasn’t even a chair, he simply sat on the ground, indifferent to the scattered bloodstains.
Looking around, aside from the leaning Hilary, he was surrounded by a striking three-digit number of dolls.
…
The shock of overwhelming compliance continued.
Faced with Fu Qian’s actions, Dorian’s only reaction was silently arranging the dolls he brought around Fu Qian in a circle.
Even intentionally keeping the four Hilarys in the sa position.
“Was her treatnt thod and dialogue designed by you?”
But just because he didn’t speak, didn’t an Fu Qian wouldn’t.
Looking at those four half-covered faces, Fu Qian suddenly asked.
“…Neither, I just told her what needed to be done, and she chose the specific implentation thod.”
The opponent’s words resulted in Dorian, who seed almost to enter a healing dream with his psychological defenses almost breaking, nearly kicking away the dolls he just put down.
“So has her chosen thod ever changed?”
Fu Qian, with no awareness of causing psychological pressure on others, continued to indulge his curiosity.
“No…since she’s not a real person, the reason for choosing Hilary was that I could feel she was the best, and she really did well.”
After thinking carefully, Dorian denied it.
“Good, so when she was treating these people, what explanation did she give for her behavior during the interaction? Like the one on you.”
Fu Qian gestured around, openly acknowledging what he knew about their origins and ultimately pointing to Dorian.
“…Healing pain, enjoying peace, gaining shelter that will never be disturbed.”
With a completely wooden expression, as he spoke, Dorian even took out another long-haired male doll, placing it on the ground.
As the master of dreams, he seed to rember the lines of the special guests quite clearly.
But it seed these words differed from the treatnt he received.
Earlier, Hilary hadn’t raised concepts of psychological gri or self-forged cages.
Considering it’s been a while since the last healed person, it was easy to associate the change in dialogue with the growth of Bitter Fruit.
Theoretically, these new elents reflect its core to so extent.
Skipping rough definitions and symbols in consciousness to directly experience, thus living in reality?
This “Tao” is filled with philosophical aning indeed.
“Thank you.”
In thought, Fu Qian looked at the bewildered Dorian standing there.
Clearly, after successive shocks, this one seed a bit demoralized.
But it didn’t matter; surely, he would find rebirth soon enough.
“Let’s begin.”
After thanking, Fu Qian signaled that treatnt could begin.
Dorian didn’t respond, but rely two seconds later, the familiar dreamscape unfolded from him again.
And once again, Fu Qian offered no resistance.
…
“Co closer, sit nearer…”
“Co over, this way…”
“A bit closer…”
“This side…”
Similar but voices from four different directions.
Fu Qian opened his eyes in the dim light, observing the Hilarys and imdiately rejected the treatnt.
“I already actually feel much better today.”
“Wait for a mont, I’ll head up to find a friend.”
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