My Healing Games

Chapter 596 Fu Sheng's Trust

Du Shu's face was flawless and exquisitely beautiful, arguably the closest thing to a perfect face in the world.

But when a woman's body is covered with faces like these, even the most beautiful face becomes terrifying.

"Do you know my name?" Han Fei asked the female doctor, not forgetting to set more things in the room ablaze with black fire.

"So much has happened between us, how could I forget you? Everything we've been through, all the memories are stored in my mind, and I often take them out to savor them when I feel lonely."

The female doctor's own face was no longer able to speak; her flesh and blood were controlled by Zhang Xi. However, after she shut her mouth, all the faces on her body opened their mouths.

“Du Shu has been kidnapped and is not in the hospital. You are not her.” Han Fei recalled some information he had gathered before, and the female doctor in front of him was likely Du Shu’s “medicine.”

"Why are you so sure? Is it because I'm not beautiful enough?" The female doctor opened her arms, revealing her near-perfect figure to everyone. She seemed to be wearing a garment woven from human faces.

“I can’t interfere with her flesh and blood. There are too many souls hidden in her body. Even if I suppress one, there will be other souls to control the body.” Zhang Xi had done her best, but her abilities were precisely countered by the other party.

"A body hiding countless souls?" Zhang Xi's reminder made Han Fei even more certain of his guess. Du Shu's "medicine" was to strip away the most beautiful parts of other people, whether it was their appearance or their memories, and integrate them all into his own body.

The specific operational process is the hospital's biggest secret, and Han Fei also wants to learn this special ability.

As the black flames spread throughout the cosmetic injection center, the female doctor remained completely calm. There was no fear in her eyes, only Han Fei.

Inside the room, a large number of medical instruments exploded under the scorching heat of the fire, and the freezer door fell off, revealing countless syringes neatly stored inside.

Each syringe contains a face undergoing transformation; their appearances and expressions differ, and the memories they contain are also different.

The relentless black flames instantly engulfed the freezer, igniting all the syringes inside the entire row of freezers.

The syringes melted, and those faces turned to ashes in the black fire. Their joys and sorrows, everything about them as human beings, and their last remaining despair and curses all became fuel for the black fire.

The flames of hatred burned even more fiercely, and the familiar woman's laughter became clearer and clearer.

"Even a tiny flame can burn down an entire building." Han Fei held the Rebirth Blade forward: "A sliver of hope might just be enough to reverse one's fate."

“Fu Yi, in my heart you’re not the kind of self-pitying good-for-nothing.” The female doctor walked towards Han Fei. As she moved, the entire building began to tremble slightly, and all the faces stored in various corners of the building opened their eyes.

Even Du Jing, who was rescued by Han Fei, let out a scream. She felt her life force being rapidly drained away by the face on her back.

As she grew weaker, her face began to blur, and Du Shu's eerie laughter began to echo behind her.

“You can never kill me, because the root of the problem isn’t with me. I’ve never forced anyone; you were the one who embraced me.” The face behind Du Jing spoke, its words full of mockery.

The female doctor, who was getting closer to Han Fei, also had a beautiful smile on her face. Her movements were quite flirtatious and seductive. Her fingertips touched the skin and traced the uneven human face: "You can never escape from me. In the heart of a beast whose eyes are full of desire, everyone is a naked Du Shu. You must know this better than I do."

“You’re right, Fu Yi is indeed a beast blinded by desire.” Han Fei stared at the approaching female doctor, then suddenly lunged forward, drawing his knife: “But I am not him!”

The blade of humanity gleamed in the black fire of hatred, suppressing all light, and slashed at the female doctor's neck!

Dr. Yan, who was already prepared, also made a move together with Han Fei. He struck first despite being behind, and his scarred arm grabbed directly at the female doctor's body.

Rough fingers easily pierced the female doctor's tender skin. Dr. Yan felt something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

The blade flashed, and the female doctor's head rolled to the ground. The whole process was so effortless that Han Fei dared not easily retract his blade.

Just as he was about to make his second cut, the female doctor's entire body of human faces began to laugh. Each of the open mouths looked like a black hole that would devour human hearts, and it was a terrifying sight.

"Fu Yi, I never thought you would actually turn on me! Didn't you promise to love only me? Didn't you promise to obey me? Didn't you say you would leave that cold, broken family and lie in my arms forever?"

Each mouth spoke different words, and all of Du Shu's faces were fixed on Han Fei.

Without a reply, Han Fei continued to strike. What business was it of Han Fei of Fu Yi's debt of gratitude?
The Resurrection Blade nearly cleaved the female doctor in two, but something even more terrifying happened: the swaying female doctor was still alive, and the human faces all over her body became even more frenzied.

"The main body wasn't killed?"

Just as the female doctor's blood was about to fall onto Han Fei, it was automatically forced away by the light of the Rebirth Knife. However, Dr. Yan next to her was not so lucky.

He was gripping the female doctor's arm when a sharp pain suddenly shot through him. When he let go, two faces appeared on his scarred arm.

Dark eyes opened on the skin, and Du Shu's laughter rang out on Dr. Yan's arm.

"As long as there is a trace of desire in one's heart, no one will refuse perfection and desire." The female doctor, who had been almost split open, stood in front of Han Fei, and the mouths of the human faces on her body kept saying something.

"Fu Yi, you have disappointed me greatly. I prepared the best path in life for you, made you the company's chief designer, and invested in you to help you achieve your dreams, but is this how you repay me?"

Mouths were cleaved open by the scalpel, but the female doctor's laughter grew louder and louder.

“I noticed you a long time ago, when you were still very young. You accompanied your wife to the hospital for treatment time and time again. I remember she was a girl who loved beauty.”

The female doctor's casual remark sent a chill down Han Fei's spine. He only knew that Fu Sheng's biological mother had passed away due to illness, but he didn't know the details.

"A long, long time has passed, and that beautiful woman has become so thin that she is no longer recognizable. Yet you abandoned your child in the hospital room and went to satisfy your desires. I really want to see if your heart is as beautiful as your skin."

As soon as the female doctor spoke, Han Fei immediately realized the problem: Du Shu might have done something very outrageous back then.

"Why do you look so surprised? Don't you remember what you said to me at your wife's bedside? I haven't forgotten what you did!"

The mutilated face emitted a shrill laugh, and she was incredibly excited: "Back then I wasn't as beautiful as I am now. At least back then you looked like a human being on the surface."

The knife nearly shredded the female doctor, but her voice seemed to be everywhere—on Dr. Yan's arm, in the face on Du Jing's back, and in other wards on the seventh floor. That eerie voice could be heard everywhere.

"You want to kill me because you're worried your actions will be exposed?"

"Fu Yi, you're just a toy in my palm. If you're not willing to play along with me, I'll make you lose everything."

"I heard you've been coming home very early every day lately. Since you've taken to playing house, I'll show you what you've done to your family!"

The female doctor became increasingly hysterical. Han Fei quietly backed away, reached into his pocket, and discreetly pressed something.

"After you die amidst the scorn of thousands, I will make your family bear the burden of your sins."

“I will squeeze everything out of you, send your child to the ward where his mother died, arrange for him to be in an isolation ward deep in the corridor, make him roommates with the most deranged patients, and prepare all sorts of treatment plans for him that I find hilarious just thinking about them.”

"I'll destroy his heart and will, then ruin his face, and then give him plastic surgery to look like you!"

"It's because of the things you did that he was insulted and bullied. He hates you the most, but he insists on having a face exactly like yours and walking the same path as you."

"You are the most interesting toy I've ever seen. I'm going to raise your child to be my new toy!"

The female doctor's voice could be heard throughout the entire seventh floor, and more and more faces appeared. It seemed that Du Shu's face had grown on the bodies of everyone who had swallowed the "medicine" from the plastic surgery hospital.

Han Fei and his group alone are no longer able to deal with the monsters in the cosmetic injection department in a short time.

Han Fei was well aware of this, which is why he made preparations in advance.

He took his phone out of his pocket and, before the female doctor could scream, pressed the call button. His phone screen then displayed the contact's name—Octopus.

The woman doctor's curse on Fu Sheng was heard by the person on the other end of the phone, and a large amount of blood seeped out of the phone, making the originally smooth screen look like it was about to shatter.

Fu Sheng's biological mother possessed the power of hatred even before the world was completely alienated; she may be the most unique ghost in Fu Sheng's memory world.

There was no one speaking on the other end of the phone; all you could hear was the howling wind.

Not long after, a chilling scream came from both Han Fei's phone and the main entrance of the plastic surgery hospital!
The window glass of Building No. 7 has cracked, and it seems that Fu Sheng's biological mother has arrived outside the hospital!

"She is coming?"

Han Fei left the cosmetic injection center with his phone in hand and looked out the window.

A group of doctors dressed in black emerged from the hospital's underground passage, including the old man in black who had interviewed Han Fei earlier and Ah Gou.

"These people are the so-called black ghosts? The aura they exude is indeed different from that of ordinary doctors; each of them seems to be wrapped in invisible threads."

Some of the people who emerged from underground headed towards Building 1, where the night was particularly dark; others headed towards Building 7, their target clearly being Han Fei.

"Fu Sheng's biological mother can't get in?" Han Fei frowned, when suddenly a woman's cold, piercing voice came from his phone—Kill her, kill her, you must kill her!

The bloodstains on the phone screen were filled with boundless hatred. As they dripped onto the ground, they seemed to be controlled by someone, flowing directly towards the deepest part of the seventh-floor corridor.

"Follow the trail of blood!"

When Han Fei heard that voice on the phone, Fu Yi in his mind seemed to have been strongly stimulated again, and began to tear at and destroy everything Han Fei had.

The thing inside his head kept swelling, Han Fei's eyes slowly bulged out, his eyes were full of blood vessels, and his mouth could hardly close.

"Han Fei!" Dr. Yan clutched his arm. He could tell that Han Fei was just putting on a brave face and could collapse at any moment.

"Follow the trail of blood! Fu Sheng's mother is leading the way!" Han Fei took a step forward; he still had many things to do and couldn't stop here.

Suppressing his pain with sheer willpower, Han Fei forced himself to move forward.

Seeing Han Fei's ferocious expression, Zhang Xi shook her head slightly. She spoke softly, secretly manipulating Han Fei's flesh and blood to alleviate his pain.

Following the trail of blood from the phone, the group arrived at the warehouse at the end of the corridor, a storage room for spare medicines.

The door was kicked open, and the bloodstains, exuding intense hatred, shot straight through the freezer like sharp arrows.

The heavy medicine cabinet crashed to the ground, countless syringes rolled all over the floor, and a woman wearing the same clothes as Du Shu was huddled behind the cabinet.

She was secretly imitating everything about Du Shu, but she was incredibly ugly, with every inch of her skin pitted and uneven.

"I'm just the doctor who dispenses the medicine; everything was done at Du Shu's request."

The ugly female doctor and Du Shu are two extremes. Du Shu has plundered all beauty, while this doctor seems to have deliberately concentrated all ugliness on herself.

"How did you destroy all those medicines inside the building! Tell me!"

"I don't know either. The medicine is all made on the basement floor. All the patients are treated there." The ugly doctor held his head and kept begging for mercy: "I am also someone who was hurt by Du Shu. I used to be the most beautiful doctor in this hospital. Because of her jealousy, I have now become the ugliest person in the hospital."

The doctor sounded pitiful, but Zhang Xi, standing behind Han Fei, suddenly spoke up: "She's lying to you. The doctor in charge of the medication is the most important doctor in the hospital, and someone Du Shu absolutely trusts."

“I think so too. Hatred is extremely sensitive to resentment and curses. As long as you have hatred in your hearts, hatred can be felt. She won’t choose the wrong target for revenge.” Han Fei stepped forward with his knife, and he and Doctor Yan approached from the left and right.

The ugly doctor, who had just looked pitiful, changed her expression instantly when she saw that Han Fei didn't believe her at all. Her ugly and deformed body, holding a syringe, rushed towards Han Fei.

"If your acting is so bad, don't come out and embarrass yourself."

Han Fei released the blood-red paper figure, and the ugly doctor was no match for Doctor Yan, Zhang Xi, and the paper figure.

When the ugly doctor was cornered, Han Fei suddenly accelerated and swung his knife at her body!

A flash of light pierced the dark warehouse, and the ugly doctor and the wardrobe behind her were simultaneously cleaved open.

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully shattered the despair of the injection beauty treatment center, gained a large amount of experience, obtained the seventh of its seven despairs, and your soul has received a certain blessing."

"The seventh of the seven despairs: The most painful thing for a person is to become the person they hate the most. In this plastic surgery hospital, he was given the face he hated the most, and his body and mind were destroyed to the extreme."

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully completed the Shrine Random Quest - Seven Kinds of Despair! You have received a large amount of experience! You have acquired his Seven Kinds of Despair! Fu Sheng's hatred has decreased by three! You have gained Fu Sheng's trust!"

"His Seven Despairs: By bearing his seven deepest despairs in his place, you also gain his approval!"

"Fu Sheng's trust: From the very beginning, you chose a path that was destined to lose. You strode towards death, facing all the despair he had experienced, leaving him with a silhouette that never appeared!"

(End of this chapter)