My Healing Games

Chapter 15: Who is healing whom?

A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind, but Han Fei paid no attention to it; all his attention was focused on the television screen.

The eerie animation hadn't finished playing yet; on the screen, the monster pieced together from human bodies was still standing behind the sofa.

The little man had been dismembered, and bloodstains were everywhere in the room. The monster was not satisfied after the killing; it seemed to be in even more pain.

Beneath the torn skin, several faces were tearing at each other, and the last vestige of humanity that Wei Youfu and Amei had just regained seemed to be about to dissipate again.

Han Fei didn't know what would happen next, but he knew very well that he hadn't been dragged away by the monster just now because Wei Youfu and Amei had influenced it.

If the two faces representing Wei Youfu and Amei are injured, or if they lose their minds again, he will still face death threats next time.

“People who died in real life appear in the game. I don’t know their current state, but one thing is certain—they still retain some of their past memories. At least Wei Youfu and Amei can understand what I’m saying.”

Watching the agonizing monster on TV, Han Fei resisted the urge to turn around and said softly, "That perverted killer ruined what should have been a happy and joyful life, so you want revenge?"

What Han Fei said was actually a truism, merely summarizing the monster's behavior in words. However, this statement actually helped to bridge the gap between Han Fei and the monster, while also appropriately diverting the monster's attention.

The one who caused all the tragedy was not the innocent Han Fei, nor the victims Wei Youfu and Amei, but the person who killed them.

Although Han Fei had never studied psychology, he had seen a psychologist many times because of his severe social anxiety. He clearly remembered a sentence posted on the wall of one of the doctors: "Put down your own world and accept other people's worlds."

If you want to comfort someone who has suffered, don't limit your definition of pain to what you can understand.

Because you haven't experienced it yourself, don't try to communicate using your own way of thinking. What a good psychologist will do in this situation is to listen patiently.

Han Fei himself didn't understand these things. He just felt that when he was with a certain doctor, the way the doctor did things made him feel more comfortable, so now he identified himself with that doctor.

In the haunted house at 3 a.m., next to a ghost pieced together from human remains, he chose to be a listener with his back to the monster.

He couldn't see the monster's ugly and terrifying appearance; he could only hear its painful cries.

"You must have been here for a long time..."

Han Fei recalled the doctor's speaking skills in his mind and offered the most considerate comfort based on the other person's psychological state.

Gradually, the animation on the television screen changed.

The two faces on the monster, representing Wei Youfu and Amei, stopped resisting. They seemed to be touched by Han Fei's words, and a hint of humanity appeared on their originally crazy and terrifying faces.

Seeing Wei Youfu and Amei like this, the remaining faces became even more hysterical, as if they wanted to inflict the pain and despair they had originally intended to vent on Han Fei on Wei Youfu and Amei.

Those faces wouldn't listen to Han Fei at all; their pain seemed to be much deeper than that of the first two victims.

"Do victims who die later in time suffer more pain? What exactly did the killer who created the human mosaic do to them?"

The animation on TV must be based on real events. Han Fei watched as Wei Youfu and Amei were about to be torn apart, and he knew that things couldn't continue like this.

The two victims, after listening to his words, finally regained a sliver of humanity, which was the key to changing everything.

If they are allowed to be eaten by other victims, then next time they may face an even more insane monster that doesn't even care about cannibalism!

Slowly rising to his feet, Han Fei had completed his beginner's quests and could quit the game at any time, so now was the time for him to be most courageous.

"You two saved me once, I won't abandon you both and leave alone."

“If other victims want to vent their anger, then I’ll just give them a target.”

Han Fei strode to the living room door. As soon as he moved, the monster moved as well. The other five faces were not going to let Han Fei go; pain and despair had twisted them.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, Han Fei knew that the neighbor at the door had not left yet: "If the neighbor on the sixth floor does not intend to harm me, then I will communicate with him properly and work together to find a way to control the monster in the haunted house. If he has murderous intentions towards me, then I can only lure him into the house and make him the target for the victims to vent their anger."

Wei Youfu and Amei were about to be eaten, and the monster was getting closer and closer to losing control. Han Fei didn't dare to waste any time, so he grabbed the security door and pulled it open!

The moment the door opened, a sharp knife pierced through the crack.

Han Fei, who was well prepared, narrowly avoided the danger.

The neighbor outside seemed to know there was something wrong with the house and had no intention of going deeper into the haunted house. Han Fei also noticed this. When the neighbor put away his knife, he grabbed the arm holding the knife with both hands and pulled him into the house with all his might!
"Oh!"

The two fell to the ground. The neighbor on the sixth floor seemed to notice something and quickly got up, but Han Fei's reaction was faster and more decisive.

Instead of trying to escape or touching the doorknob, Han Fei slammed his body against the door, slamming the security door shut!

He locked himself and all his neighbors from the sixth floor inside their apartment.

The dim, cold light from the television illuminated their faces. The neighbor on the sixth floor, who had previously given off an impression of being crazy and obsessed with blood, now seemed to have come to his senses.

Another intruder entered the haunted house, and all those desperate faces turned to the neighbors on the sixth floor. This time, Wei Youfu and Amei did not stop them.

A huge black shadow loomed over the room, and the monster tormented by despair and pain on the television rushed out of the living room.

The neighbor on the sixth floor reacted quickly; he immediately grabbed the doorknob, but Han Fei shoved him hard to the ground.

The two fell to the ground together. The desperate neighbor's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Han Fei. His obsession with blood was completely gone, replaced by anger and confusion, as if he were saying with his eyes—you really want to drag me down with you?

Driven to madness by despair and pain, the monster has seized the neighbor, and arms seem to be lurking in the darkness.

The neighbor struggled desperately, and greeted Han Fei with the most vicious language.

Han Fei watched as his neighbor was dragged little by little into the depths of the room, then he forced an ugly expression at his neighbor on the sixth floor: "Welcome to our happy and warm family."

Thank you, Lanlin, for being our leader!

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