My Healing Games

Chapter 448 I

"There's another door inside?" Han Fei glanced back at the doctor in surgical scrubs. "This place shouldn't just be used for torture. They seemed to have mentioned an agreement to voluntarily give up one's body before."

Pulling open the hidden door behind the cabinet, a strong smell of blood hits you, mixed with the pungent smell of medicine.

The darkroom was very large, filled with various surgical instruments and two simple operating tables.

"This is……"

During the movement, Han Fei's injured leg bumped into a box next to him, causing the sealed box to fall to the ground. Inside were blood-stained disposable surgical instruments.

Looking further inside, there were even more disgusting things.

Covering his mouth and nose, Han Fei silently moved forward. His left eye was bloodshot, and something seemed to be flowing in his right ear. He felt as if he were lying in an icy river, with the icy water filling his ears and making distant sounds muffled.

"After this injection of anesthetic, you will not feel any pain, but the price may be the permanent loss of a part of your body."

The unfamiliar voice rang out again, and by the time Han Fei realized what was happening, he was already lying on the operating table.

Suddenly, the lights in the pitch-black basement came on, and the light above the operating table instantly dispelled all the darkness; the light was incredibly dazzling.

Perhaps at this moment, the anesthetic was injected into the body of the shrine's owner, who could no longer struggle or resist and could only look at the illusory light above his head.

His body became weak, and Han Fei felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his internal organs. He wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

The memories that did not belong to him were completely torn apart, and all the fragments were perfectly integrated into Han Fei's body, flowing in his blood vessels and permeating his internal organs.

"Attention player number 0000! You have obtained deactivated internal organs. Your body's recovery speed is increased, and your stamina is permanently increased by one!"

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the shrine random quest—Me."

"Me (shrine random quest): After I killed all my goodness, am I still me?"

"Task requirements: There are two mirrors in the room. One reflects reality, and the other reflects beauty. Please make the right choice."

Opening his eyes in a daze, Han Fei, lying on the operating table, tried to wave his hands, barely managing to control his body.

He tried to get up from the operating table, but the moment he moved, he fell off the table without feeling any pain; all his nerves were numb.

Between the bright light and the darkness, he could not find an exit; he could only see two mirrors hanging on the wall.

Stumbling and staggering as he approached, Han Fei looked at the mirror.

Both mirrors were hung on the walls of the operating room, but the images they reflected were completely different.

The mirror on the left reflected a clean and tidy operating room. The doctor was sternly refusing Wang Quan's request. The shrine owner's father was also in the room, kneeling beside Wang Quan, his eyes filled with guilt and unease, crying and begging Wang Quan not to proceed. Wang Quan, who was not young either, listened to the doctor and the middle-aged man's words with a gloomy expression. Finally, he waved his hand, signaling the doctor to put down the scalpel.

The operating room light flickered in the mirror on the right. In the instant the light came on, a room completely covered in blood could be seen. There was no doctor, no Wang Quan, and no father of the shrine owner in the room, only a young man hunched over in front of the mirror. He was left there all alone, his face blurred, his hand touching the mirror, blood and tears mixed and flowing into his mouth. No one in the world could hear his cries for help.

"Too cruel."

Staring blankly at the mirror, Han Fei's hand finally landed on the right side of the mirror, resting on the palm of the young man reflected in it.

"Attention player number 0000! You have completed the Shrine Random Quest - Me."

"Thank you for finding the real me."

“Many years ago, I left him in the mirror in the operating room, and from that day on, I was no longer myself.”

"The shrine owner's regret has been alleviated by 35%! A large amount of experience has been gained! The shrine has been initially recognized!"

When the system notification sounded, all the anomalies disappeared, and the part of Han Fei's mind that did not belong to him was now completely under his control, and there would be no more loss of control.

"To inherit that incredibly evil shrine, one must meet all sorts of morbid conditions. I don't meet those conditions now, but the previous owner of the shrine gave me this opportunity?"

The surgical lights overhead had returned to normal, and Han Fei was now standing in front of a mirror in the operating room.

This mirror faces the operating table, allowing patients on the operating table to see their abdomen being cut open and their organs being removed.

Everything returned to normal, but Han Fei felt as if there was someone in the mirror who had just waved goodbye to him.

"Why are you crying?" Li Hu looked at Han Fei with surprise. Even when he was deceived by his father, Han Fei remained expressionless, but now there was a tear stain on Han Fei's left cheek.

"Those aren't my tears." Han Fei reached out and wiped the mirror in front of him, then turned to the others and said, "May I take this mirror with me?"

"Of course, but what are you going to do with this?"

"Keep it as a memento." Han Fei carefully took down the mirror, examining it repeatedly but finding nothing special about it.

Stepping out of the basement, Han Fei didn't care how Snake Brother and his men dealt with the doctor and Wang Quan; he was worried about something else.

Han Fei killed Eight Fingers and Seven Fingers, and the other members of Ten Fingers will certainly not let it go. The next few days will be even more dangerous.

"The world has begun to change, and I must make up for the regrets of the shrine's owner as soon as possible and become the new master of that shrine!"

If Han Fei fails, not only will he die, but Mirror God will also sacrifice himself in vain. Crying, the red dress, and the dead building tenants who came to help will all have a hard time escaping.

"I will live on! I will do everything in my power to survive to the very end!"

Han Fei stood on the street outside the White Building, surrounded by Snake Brother's men. West City had returned to Snake Brother's control, but the old man was unaware that danger beyond his comprehension was also eyeing him at that moment.

Members of the Ten Fingers can temporarily use their inner resentment by removing their tattoos, at the cost of being excluded from the world of memories.

“You’ve done us a huge favor this time, but you need to be careful.” Snake remembered what Eight Fingers had said. He was old and didn’t care about life or death, but his daughter was his Achilles’ heel: “Those lunatics seem to have come from other cities, and they may have companions.”

"You're the ones who chased them away, it has nothing to do with me." Han Fei didn't want to stay in Xicheng, but he had a leg injury and the fighting had exhausted him, so his physical condition was already very poor.

"You're quite clever." Snake stroked his beard, his eyes narrowing. "During the chaos just now, your father escaped in the confusion. Do you need my help to find him?"

"Thank you for your trouble."

"I'll have my brothers go find it. You can just wait at my teahouse."

At Snake Brother's invitation, Han Fei returned to the teahouse with the mirror. He ate the sumptuous meal prepared by Snake Brother, and then rested in a private room with Li Long and Li Hu.

Han Fei knew exactly what Snake Brother wanted to do. That old guy was curious about how Han Fei dealt with Seven Fingers. He wanted to find out Han Fei's secret, but how could Han Fei, a master of acting who was proficient in psychology, easily reveal his secret?
After finishing his meal, Han Fei quickly went to rest and asked Snake Brother to keep an eye out for any suspicious people entering the West District.

He slept straight through until nightfall, when it was already dark outside the window.

"Wake up, we should go." Li Long shook Han Fei awake: "West City is very chaotic at night, we'd better not stay here overnight."

"Has my father been found?"

"No, he should have already left the West District."

After getting another free meal from Brother Snake, Han Fei, Li Long, and Li Hu left the teahouse and walked along the dilapidated city. It took them a long time to finally see a bus stop.

"Taxi drivers don't dare come here, afraid of being robbed, so we can only take the bus." Li Long checked his watch: "There should be one last bus left."

"I'm not worried about how to get back now, I'm worried about the two of you." Han Fei turned around and looked at the miserable-looking Li Long and Li Hu: "The debt has been cleared, but without my protection, you two will probably have a hard time surviving the revenge of those lunatics."

"Your protection?" The two brothers were taken aback. This was the first time a debtor had said this to a person who owed them money, but upon closer inspection, it did seem to be true.

"Did you notice the tattoos on Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers' necks? They belong to a very morbid organization, full of psychopaths and lunatics. Now that Brother Snake has offended them, they will definitely retaliate against you at all costs!" Han Fei sighed softly.

"Are there many lunatics like Seven Fingers and Eight Fingers?" Li Hu was terrified.

"Yes, just to be on the safe side, you two should continue to stay with me. As the liaison between me and Snake Brother, you must inform me immediately of any news, and we'll work together to get through this difficult time." Han Fei didn't know how this world of memories would eventually mutate; he just wanted to gather as much strength as possible for himself.

At this moment, the Li Long he saw with his left and right eyes was not quite the same. The Li Long in his right eye looked normal, but the Li Long in his left eye always seemed to have a deathly look on his face.

“Okay…” Li Long and Li Hu exchanged a glance. In all their years of collecting debts, this was the first time they had encountered such a proactive debtor. They even felt that if they didn’t agree, Han Fei might ask them for tens of thousands more, maintaining the loan relationship at all times.

As the three chatted, the last bus came from afar, and Han Fei generously took out three yuan: "I'll treat you to a ride."

The bus pulled into the station and came to a complete stop. Han Fei was the last to board. After he got on the bus, there was no one else on the platform, but the driver still didn't close the door.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, the driver finally started the car again, muttering something under his breath.

"There are so many people at this station."

As the bus pulled away from the station, advertisements began to play inside, and Han Fei's expression slowly changed. He heard different announcements in his left and right ears.

"The vehicle is starting. Please sit tight and hold on. Next stop: Shahe Hospital."

"The vehicle is starting, please sit tight and hold on, next stop, next stop, next stop..."

Han Fei kept hearing the words "next stop" repeatedly in his right ear, and the voice on the station announcement became increasingly sharp and piercing, as if someone was choking him.

"Don't sit in the last row, you two come with me and sit near the door." Han Fei glanced at his attribute panel; after getting in the car, his mood score had quietly dropped a little.

(End of this chapter)