Chapter five hundred and sixteenth: What do I have to pay
Chapter 516: What do I have to pay?
Mental hospital.
Yang Xi was tied to the bed as usual, and the TV on the wall was broadcasting the Golden Crown Awards ceremony live. She had just watched An Zhisu accept the award, and the dazzling image on the screen stung her eyes.
She closed her eyes, and the bright light above her head prevented her from completely falling into darkness. This was the case every day, and the light above her head would be on 24 hours a day, making it impossible for her to sleep peacefully. Due to lack of sleep, her spirit became increasingly depressed and broken.
My ribs have not fully healed yet. I have a problem with my lungs. I will cough violently when I drink wind, which will hurt my ribs that have not yet healed.
Real life is worse than death.
"Cough cough cough..."
A gust of breeze poured into her lungs from the "accidentally" damaged window, and Yang Xi started a new round of coughing. The violent coughing made her pale face flush red, which was the only way to not look so pale.
.
At this time, Yang Xi hoped that someone would be kind enough to end her life so that she could get rid of this painful life as soon as possible.
Click!
The closed door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Yang Xi's cough could be heard, but it did not attract the attention of the nurses coming and going. Everyone knew that the patients living in this ward were the ones receiving "special" care.
, there is no need to be too nice to her.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." Yang Xi coughed so hard that tears came out. She often suspected that one day she would cough up all the blood, and by the time she coughed up blood, she would be about to die.
There were footsteps approaching her, but they were covered up by her coughing. It wasn't until she felt a little more comfortable and stopped coughing that she opened her eyes, and a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in her sight.
Seeing that it was not a nurse coming in, Yang Xi suddenly looked up and saw a very unfamiliar face.
"Ahem... who are you?" Yang Xi was afraid from the bottom of her heart to see strangers here, especially men. A few days ago, I heard that there was an accident in the hospital caused by a strong woman. A man raped a woman while he was in a mental hospital.
Fucked a female patient.
The man was wearing a decent suit. Yang Xi could tell at a glance that it was a high-end custom-made suit. He wore a Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, and even the cuffs were valuable. He didn't look like a male mental patient in the hospital.
This reassured her a little and asked again: "Who are you?"
The man's eyes showed sympathy and he said slowly: "I am the specially invited psychiatrist of this hospital. My name is Thorne."
Thorne!
Yang Xi's dull eyes instantly condensed with a spark of excitement.
"Thorne..." Her voice was trembling, like a drowning person finally grabbing a life-saving straw.
"You look bad." Thorne looked condescendingly at the half-dead Yang Xi: "Can I help you with anything?"
Yang Xi took a breath: "Can you help me untie these straps and then... turn off the TV."
Thorne looked at the straps on her body, then at the TV on the wall, nodded, unplugged the TV first, and then came back to untie her straps.
The straps are specially used to tie up mentally ill patients. Every time she is tied up with such straps and fixed on the hospital bed, she feels a sense of humiliation, just like nails, taking away the title of mentally ill patient.
It was nailed to her head.
"Thank you, cough." The straps that tightly bound her body were loosened, and Yang Xi seemed to be free. She took a greedy breath, which caused another cough.
Thorne walked to the water dispenser and poured her a glass of warm water. Yang Xi, like a refugee who had walked in the desert for several days without drinking water, drank a glass of water in one breath.
"Do you want more?" Thorne asked.
Yang Xi handed him the empty cup, saying that she still wanted to drink. In fact, she couldn't even drink water freely. She was short of water every day, which caused her lips to become chapped and her skin to become chapped. She aged more than ten years.
Thorne poured her another glass of water, and she drank three large glasses in a row, holding one in her hands as if someone was going to grab it.
"You don't look good." Thorne was a little surprised to see Yang Xi being tortured like this.
The corner of Yang Xi's chapped mouth twitched, she was so cruel and ruthless, she felt inferior to Ye Lancheng.
When An Zhisu was imprisoned here, she only had her ribs broken and a little mental torture made her watch her take her work to receive the award, so that she would always know that they were using her
His works brought him both fame and fortune.
But now, Ye Lancheng has returned the torture that An Zhisu suffered back to her tenfold and a hundredfold. The nurse will take a mirror to her every day, so that she can clearly see what she looks like now. This kind of helplessly watching herself shrink day by day.
The pain is more torturous and painful than going up a mountain of swords and going down a frying pan.
"Did Tingnuan know you're back?" Yang Xi wiped the blood that oozed out from pulling the corners of her lips with the back of her hand. After experiencing the pain of a broken rib inserted into her lung, this small pain was almost unbearable to her.
Not here anymore.
"No one can help her except me," Thorne said.
Yang Xi twitched the corner of his mouth again, wondering if he was mocking their overestimation: "You will not be Ye Lancheng's opponent."
"If you don't try, how do you know it won't reverse? Are you willing to stay here and suffer?" Thorne asked calmly.
"So what if you are unwilling?" Yang Xi continued to ridicule: "Back then, Tingnuan was unwilling to be an illegitimate daughter, so she tried her best to kill Su Yan, so that her mother could marry An Boyuan as she wished, thus clearing her name.
Then, not willing to be beaten by her sister, she tried her best to get An Tingnuan into a mental hospital.
But what's the result? She just spent five years without her sister stealing the limelight and monopolized her father's love for five years. In the end, isn't An Zhisu the biggest winner? An Zhisu got her without doing anything.
Everything you want.
I have often been thinking recently, if I could turn back time, would I make the same choice as before? If, I say if, if I had not chosen Ting Nuan, but An Zhisu, my ending would be the worst.
It won’t be like this now.”
Thorne listened to her sarcasm calmly and recognized her words: "You are right, but it's a pity that there is no if. The fact is that you chose Tingnuan, and the fact is that if you are willing to do this, you will be tortured to death here."
"I'm not willing to give in. Can you get me out of here?" Yang Xi asked back, her tone still sarcastic. Without Xiao Rui and the An's Group, An Tingnuan would be unable to survive under Ye Lancheng's Wuzhi Mountain.
What's going on?
"At least I can make your life more comfortable." Thorne pointed to the window: "The window can be repaired." Then he pointed to the light above his head: "The light can also be turned off." Finally, he pointed to the TV:
"You no longer have to be forced to look at people you don't want to look at."
"Then what's the price? What price do I have to pay?" Thorne's words are very tempting, but Yang Xi has learned enough lessons and will not be easily tempted. She also knows An Tingnuan's character best and wants to get it from her.
, you must pay something of equal value in exchange.