The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 555 Let him lose his dignity
He smiled and shook his head: "What did I turn him into? The second personality you mentioned appeared first, and you can support No.1 personality. Why can't I think that the second personality is more dominant? "

I asked, "Don't you think the second personality is terrible?"

"No. 1 character is worse, he murders and sets fire, is violent and cruel, and is an anti-social type. I don't think he can be used as a basis." He said: "The second is at least a normal person, although he is not very attractive, but that It is because he is incomplete, and when his personality is fused, he will have his special charm."

"He has merged." I told the story without any concealment, "He should be dominated by the second personality, but I don't feel that he is attractive."

It seemed that my description was different from what he thought. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Is he really cured?"

"He said so himself."

He seemed at a loss, and muttered: "Could it be possible that this disease can really recover?"

I asked, "What do you mean by that?"

But he didn't speak anymore, immersed in his own happiness.

Today I figured it out. Although this guy is a doctor, he is also a patient.He came to experiment with Fanyin, and what he said just now is the proof.

I asked, "Do you still want to go out?"

Only then did he come back to his senses and said, "It seems that you haven't figured out what to do here."

"What do you mean?"

"Every day, I was fed a lot of drugs with severe side effects, and I was even injected with a needle." He said with a smile, "I was often pulled into electric shocks. Other patients can prescribe the right medicine, but I can't. The doctor is very willing to use me to test them. The cure. Did you arrange this? You hate me."

I don't bother to defend myself, because I don't think there is anything wrong with my dad doing this.At the beginning, I asked him to cure Fanyin's disease, but he selfishly took the method he thought was right, and he didn't communicate with us at all, which led to many serious consequences.Now this kind of disrespect for patients is reflected on himself, and he deserves it.

I said: "I'm not interested in making contributions to medicine. This is done to you only because you have always refused to tell the truth. Since you have already talked about this, I think you should not mind answering me. Husband, who ordered you?"

"I have just answered this question." He became serious: "I know that you must have checked out the eighteen generations of my ancestors these days. You know very well that no one instructed me. I and the doctor who treated him before I have a different opinion, I think the second personality is better, although for you, the No.1 personality is beneficial."

I nodded and said, "OK."

"You still don't believe me." He read my thoughts intelligently.

"Of course I don't believe it." I said, "You're lying, it's clearly written on your face. But if you don't want to say it, forget it. I want to watch the process of you being shocked later."

Helplessness appeared on his face.

I sat for a few more minutes and made sure he didn't want to say anything, so I said, "Anyway, it's nice to meet you. What you said just now is also very interesting to me. I'll go first."

He didn't respond, so I turned around and was about to go out when I suddenly heard his voice: "I'm indeed lying."

I stood still and didn't speak.

"I'm so lonely that no one can communicate with me," he said. "Only he can."

I had a gut feeling that he wouldn't want me to turn and look at him now.So I maintained my current posture and didn't move.

He paused, then continued: "I had a pessimistic view of the disease, but I was able to stabilize his condition. But I wanted to make the secondary the primary, because he could understand me."

I asked: "Can't No.1 cell?"

"No," he said. "He was split, not the one who took the initiative to split. He thinks he is abnormal, which is completely different from my thinking."

I felt uncomfortable for a while, turned around, looked at his calm face, and asked, "Are you..."

I couldn't finish the sentence because I felt very uncomfortable.

"I just want a companion, and I don't want to hurt you." He emphasized: "If my plan went well, he could have continued to pretend to be your husband, and he would treat you better than No. 1. But you are all too persistent , in your eyes, the 'bad' will be eliminated, whether it is true or not. You all hate the second person, but forget that he is the closest to the original person. Actually, I didn't lie just now, the second person really It's more suitable to merge with the other than the No.1 grid, because they are originally separated like this."

I shook my head and said, "There's no need to say these things, I just want to know who ordered you, since this is your answer, that's fine."

He asked, "You don't want to help him heal?"

"He said he was all right."

He shook his head: "The situation you described is too different from what I speculated."

"You don't seem qualified to say such things." I said.

He sighed and stopped talking.

I came out, and Meng Jiancong was waiting for me at the door, chatting with the doctor.

I asked, "Have you tried medicine on him?"

"Testing medicine?" The doctor laughed and said, "We prescribe the right medicine according to his symptoms."

"Do you know how to use medicine for split personality disorder?"

"Split personality disorder?" The doctor laughed and said, "I really don't understand why you insist on this possibility so much. Even if he told you himself, his mental state is worrying, and delusions are part of his symptoms."

After coming out of the ward area, I told Meng Jiancong the content of my conversation with Li Xin, and said, "I think this guy looks like a psychopath, but also think he is very organized and quite normal."

Meng Jiancong said, "What about Fanyin?"

"……what do you say?"

"I do not know either."

We all fell silent, and in my heart I felt as if I had reached a dead end.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the entrance of the building, and I looked at the patterns hanging on the wall, which were introductions about treatment methods.I suddenly remembered something, and asked Meng Jiancong, "Do you know how the electroshock therapy was performed?"

"I do not want to know."

I asked, "Go and see?"

He hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll just accompany you to the door, not go in and see."

I couldn't help laughing at him: "You are so timid."

He sighed.

Electroshock therapy is electric shock, which uses convulsion-free therapy and some anesthetics. It is life-threatening, so it is also equipped with rescue equipment.

Although the doctor put me in, he just let me watch through the glass.At this time, there happened to be a patient who was undergoing treatment, and beside him were several small boxes that did not look fierce. Wires emerged from those small boxes and were connected to the patient's hands.

The prep work is done, so it's quick to flip the switch.The patient seemed to be doing it for the first time, and his expression was considered relaxed before the electricity was turned on, but then his eyes suddenly opened wide, his whole body trembled, his face turned from white to blue in an instant, his lips began to tremble, and cold sweat flowed out.

The most painful thing I have experienced in my life is probably being shot or having a child. I can’t compare which is more painful, but I intuitively feel that the pain in front of me should be no less painful than those two.I looked at his almost desperate face, and Nian Nian's expression at that time flashed before my eyes again.His lips were open and trembling, exactly the same as when Nian Nian was strangled by the neck.His eyes were staring straight, with a feeling of dying, which seemed to be exactly the same as Nian Nian's gaze at that time.

For a few minutes, the stranger literally became Nian Nian.

……

I left the hospital with Meng Jiancong and returned to my home.

My father just woke up from his lunch break. To be precise, he was woken up by Yinyin's harassment.He is playing a small game to develop intelligence with her.

We waited for a while before they ended the round, and then chatted with Yin Yin for a while before sending someone to take her away.Meng Jiancong conveyed what Li Xin said today to him. My father nodded and didn't express any opinion. He just asked me: "You just said, what do you want to ask me?"

"I want to ask, is it possible to keep Fanyin from going to prison?" I said, "And don't let him die."

He froze for a moment and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"I want him to go to a mental hospital." I said, "It's like treating Li Xin. Lock him up, give him drugs, and give him electric shocks."

My dad didn't say anything, I thought he would be happy to say yes.

I hurriedly said: "I went to visit the electroshock therapy today, and I think Fanyin needs this."

Then my dad said: "It depends on whether the court recognizes that he is mentally ill. And for him, it is easier for him to get out of a mental hospital than a prison."

I said, "But a mental hospital is more painful than a prison."

Although there is no need for forced labor, the mental hospital is a single room. Even if he claims to be normal, he is forced to be with lunatics, listen to their ghosts and wolves, live in a room with nothing, and be stuffed with a lot of pills.I have already consulted the doctor, and the drugs will seriously interfere with his IQ and willpower. The electric shock is not only painful, but also has serious side effects such as short-term amnesia... I understand Fanyin, and it is also a loss of freedom. His assassination, being humiliated as a lunatic will only make him more painful.

I thought my dad would understand me this time, but he said: "Once you send him in, it's impossible to come out again. You think about it for a few days, we still have a little time."

I couldn't help but frowned: "Didn't you always want him to die?"

"I wanted him to die," he said. "But I didn't intend to make him lose his dignity. In my opinion, it was unnecessary."

I said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"It's okay, you can think about it for a few days, this matter is up to you." He said: "As long as you think about it."

I nodded: "OK."

After talking about this matter, we came out, Yinyin was standing at the door, holding the toy she just played with in her arms, when she saw me, she called out timidly: "Mom."

(End of this chapter)