She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 308 Are You Afraid of Hurting Someone's Heart?
The Dominican Republic does not have distinct four seasons, and winters are particularly warm.

So much so that when Shen Manzhi woke up in a room filled with sunlight, he had the illusion that he couldn't tell the seasons.

I sat up and woke up for a while before I remembered that this was the castle on Wenlin Island.

She leaned back and tilted her head to look out.

The dark curtains were gathered at both sides, and the white curtains hung to the ground, just gently catching the sunlight rushing in, even soaking through the cotton wool.

Looking out, she saw the vines and branches climbing up the buildings, blooming fully and warmly, against the backdrop of the rosy sky and the azure sea, all of which fell into her eyes.

A warm, fresh breath, tinged with the golden light of the setting sun jumping into the coastline at dusk, dreamy and cozy.

Shen Manzhi was in a trance for a moment.

In fact, after each treatment, she would lock herself in a completely closed room until she woke up again, swallowed and wrapped by the darkness, feeling her five senses and limbs reviving little by little, coaxing herself back to life.

It’s the first time that I wake up to see such a beautiful scene, feeling as if I had just had a relaxing dream and so full of life.

She was wearing light home clothes. She changed her clothes and went out in her cotton slippers.

The castle is very large. In addition to the activity area, Shen Manzhi prefers to go to the large open-air terrace on the second floor.

"Wait a little longer. What could possibly happen to her here? I'll contact you then. Don't conduct experiments on her..."

Wen Lin stood in the shadows against the wall and answered the phone with a very unfriendly tone. When he noticed someone coming, he raised his eyes, whispered a few words to deal with it, and hung up.

Shen Manzhi was still standing on the stairs, sipping coconut milk from a bottle, and they looked at each other in silence.

Wen Lin stood up and looked her up and down. "You look good."

Shen Manzhi curled his lips slightly, carrying the bottle and slowly walked downstairs, "Not bad."

Wen Lin stared at the expression on her face. It was actually very obvious that the smile was not in her eyes and she was just being polite.

She changed into a loose, ankle-length skirt so that the wounds would not rub against her body when she walked.

The hem of the skirt was as loose and gently rippled behind her as its owner, fitting her cold and soft temperament at the moment.

"Delson's call?"

He raised his eyebrows. If Shen Manzhi didn't ask, he actually didn't want to mention it. It was time to provide Delson with a blood sample again.

"Wait until you recover."

Shen Manzhi lay down on the comfortable rocking chair and sighed softly, "The treatment failed, didn't it?"

After she asked this question, Wen Lin fell completely silent.

In fact, the physical treatment for the sequelae of Shen Manzhi's injection of serum drugs has long been an inhuman torture.

The so-called treatment is to use routine medical diagnosis and treatment for both the surface and internal injuries. We invite experts and use good medicines, so the recovery will naturally be fast.

The most difficult thing is mental diagnosis and treatment.

The lesions caused by the mutant serum studied by Delson Laboratory cause mental disorders in the brain, sensory disorders, movement disorders, and finally the degeneration of all neurological functions, complete loss of independent consciousness, and becoming a puppet of the brain virus.

The neurological disorder caused by this disease will induce the action of serum when experiencing certain things, and all the fear, bloodthirsty violence will become the weight for it to control the body.

If you can't control yourself, you will be controlled.

Almost all experimental subjects, regardless of whether they were later injected with the corresponding anti-mutation serum, were not spared.

So there is targeted psychiatric diagnosis and treatment.

The biggest difference between Shen Manzhi's survival and those failed experimental subjects is that she has enough ability to control her own brain.

To put it bluntly, she was fighting against the "virus" that was clamoring in her body. She could accept and digest all the negative emotions such as fear and violence, and it seemed that they had no effect on her.

It’s just that the “virus” will also evolve, and her body’s ability to withstand it is limited, so auxiliary treatment is needed.

Let the brain and body replay the experience over and over again, repeatedly stimulating nerve reactions until the fear and violence brought about by the incident are completely eliminated, the body completely relaxes or adapts, and regains control of consciousness.

Unlike guided exposure therapy in psychology, it is more direct and brutal, almost arbitrarily and unreasonably pouring memories into the brain or reproducing them until the patient regains consciousness and controls the body's morbid madness.

It sounds simple, but in fact, if you are not careful you will be dragged into the abyss.

Shen Manzhi initially relied on violence to vent his emotions and release his repressed nerves and body.

She had very little desire to live at that time, so she almost allowed herself to be controlled by her brain and dominated by negative emotions.

Si Qi did pull her back countless times during those days.

Later, her body began to change for the worse. In order to investigate her mother's old case, she was worried that she might not survive, so she began to receive psychiatric treatment.

But it was too difficult to persist, so she started to try new things, such as making a few friends, learning some things that interested her, and also agreeing to the marriage that she had never taken seriously.

It was precisely because of these things that she found it quite interesting and was able to manipulate her chaotic consciousness with interest, taking back control of her body time and time again.

So slowly, I persevered.

If there is only one variable...

It was two years ago, the night Wen Lin picked up Shen Manzhi from the scorched forest outside the country. She had almost lost the will to live. Several days and nights of psychiatric treatment failed to awaken her consciousness, so she sealed her memory.

And now, the memory has returned.

She came out of that devil's cave again. Her body functions reached the limit under the effect of the serum. She had to go through the treatment several times in order to achieve complete physical and mental adaptation and acceptance until the disorder subsided.

Unfortunately, she still didn't make it.

Wen Lin stood beside her, his expression gloomy, "Other treatment options can be used."

Shen Manzhi closed his eyes and raised his hand to his forehead, "Wen Lin, you obviously know that there is no way."

Wen Lin was frozen for a moment.

The failure of the treatment had little to do with the damage caused by the operation, but was rather the aftereffect of the serum's effects on her body over a long period of time, for which there was no cure.

It sounds desperate.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere was too solemn, Shen Manzhi was a little uncomfortable. She tilted her head to look at Wen Lin and smiled in a relaxed tone, "It's good like this now. At least the treatment is still effective."

It's just that the process is too painful. Wen Lin sighed softly, "Shen Manzhi, do you know what I'm most worried about?"

She slowly stopped smiling.

"No matter what you do, you are very casual about your own life and death. Most of the time I think you are joking, but sometimes... I am really afraid that you will give up on yourself."

Allow the serum in the body to completely corrode the body's organs and brain consciousness, and turn it into a test subject for those diseases.

He wanted to take back what he had said to Shili that night.

Shen Manzhi cares about too few things. She is alone and accidentally entered this dark road. She has experienced too much and feels even lonelier. Life and death are all in her hands. The reason she can live until now is that she still has the interest to fight against everything around her.

That's why he said that even if she wanted to live, she would live for herself.

But people who often talk about death may not really want to die, but they are longing for love.

Now he would really rather Shen Manzhi had some idea.

Shen Manzhi replied slowly, "I'm not that fragile."

Wen Lin pursed his lips and said nothing, I hope.

"Don't rush over to Delson for now. I will explain the situation to him."

She hissed softly, "I have a suggestion."

Wen Lin knew what she wanted to do without listening. He glanced at her and said, "Don't mention it!"

Shen Manzhi showed a bored expression.

After all, he couldn't bear it, so he frowned calmly, "Now is not the time."

Seeing that she stopped talking, he quickly changed the subject, "I heard Baihu tell me about you in Yuncheng and Mr. Qin?"

Shen Manzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Hmm?"

"Why don't you let him come along?"

"This is your territory after all."

Wen Lin looked at her with disdain, "Don't use me as an excuse."

Shen Manzhi smiled, then slowly faded away, "If he chooses me, it means he has to give up other things."

Wen Lin raised his eyebrows, "How do you know you're not his favorite choice?"

Perhaps these words pleased Shen Manzhi. She smiled a little and lowered her eyes slightly, "I know."

She knew that as long as she said it, Qin Yanfeng would definitely choose her.

"But this is so unfair to him."

She didn't want Qin Yanfeng to give up anything for her.

Love should be evenly matched, and shouldn't be all tilted towards her.

Wen Lin was stunned for a while, then snorted softly. Doesn't this mean he cares a lot?

Before leaving, he tilted his head and looked at her teasingly, "Are you really not afraid of breaking someone's heart?"

Shen Manzhi closed his eyes and said, "I deserve it."

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Wen Lin was not amused and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and said, "Shi Li went to Country A on a mission a few days ago and hasn't come back yet."

He suddenly said this without any context and left. Shen Manzhi didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

Wen Lin was too lazy to say more. He left the terrace and entered the corridor. Seeing the person in the shadow, he raised his eyebrows and clicked his tongue, "Why are you still eavesdropping on the wall?"

The man withdrew his gaze from the people on the terrace, his eyes gentle, "You didn't say that on purpose for me to hear?"

Wen Lin smiled with the tip of his tongue against his palate, and said, "Otherwise, you two are of the same kind."

"Thank you."

Wen Lin paused slightly, waved his hand casually, and walked forward.

Shen Manzhi closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. When he heard footsteps behind him, he raised his legs and crossed them on his knees, "Anything else you want to say?"

She thought it was Wen Lin, so she didn't open her eyes until she felt the man approaching her. Then she looked up.

Qin Yanfeng held a pair of thin socks in his hand, bent his knees and squatted, looking into her eyes gently.

It appeared so suddenly that Shen Manzhi was a little shocked for a moment and subconsciously retracted his feet.

The last time she was conscious was during treatment. She vaguely heard the attending physician say the word "rescue" and then she fell into a coma.

Her life was saved and the treatment was forced to end. Usually at this time, no one else was allowed to enter her room. Only Shi Li would come in to check on her condition, but knowing her habits, they would keep the room in complete darkness.

Wen Lin said that Shili was out on a mission, so the person taking care of her was also replaced.

No wonder, when she woke up after the treatment, she felt such a strong vitality for the first time, instead of the nightmare that engulfed her in darkness.

Shen Manzhi was a little speechless and helpless. He bent his wrist slightly and pressed it against the side of his face, letting him do what he wanted.

"When did you come?"

Qin Yanfeng placed her feet on his knees and said gently, "The night you left."

He knew and understood all her unexpressible emotions and insecure concessions.

So as soon as she left, he followed.

"Didn't I tell you to come back when you have time..."

Shen Manzhi choked up with sobs after speaking the second sentence they had just met.

Qin Yanfeng wrapped his whole hand around her jade feet and held them in front of him. The soft hem of her skirt fell down. He knelt on the ground and leaned closer to her. His deep peach blossom eyes only revealed tenderness and lust when he looked at her.

"I didn't listen to you, Shen Manzhi, please punish me."