Chapter 712 Hope and Despair (15)
“Do you want to get rid of despair?”
The seductive voice sounded in the old man’s ears. In the ward, the old man’s eyes were cloudy. Falling into a trance, he seemed to recall the conversation he had had with the doctor in the hospital office this afternoon.
"What?" The old man raised his head slowly and looked at the doctor behind the desk. This doctor was very young. He was wearing a white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He was gentle but confident. Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell that he is an elite graduate from a prestigious university.
"Mr. Jinchuan, let me ask you, do you want to get rid of despair?" the doctor asked.
"You mean..." the old man asked: "Is it the Aquarius? I have already invited the Aquarius to my home. In this case, Sammy's soul will be able to go with me to the other side of eternal happiness, right?" Doctor? I've done what you asked."
"Yes...Aquarius." The doctor showed a strange smile of unknown meaning, "But even so, your current situation is not good. Still no change Well, I can see that you are still very desperate. Joining our Hope Sect is just an act of trying to grasp any life-saving straw like a drowning person under the pressure of despair. But in fact, you are. If you don’t understand the teachings of Hope, you won’t get hope’s salvation.”
“Doctor,” the old man said in a panic: “But... I have done what you said, I will fight now. three jobs, The house in my family has also been sold. Even so, I can only barely cover Shamei's medical expenses. That treasure bottle has spent all my savings, and I really have no money to spend..."
"Mr. Jinchuan, what do you think our Hope Sect is? A cult that only wants money?" The doctor stood up slowly, walked behind the old man, put his hand on the old man's shoulder, and said close to his ear:
< br>"What I'm talking about...of course is to get rid of your despair from the source. Your wife has been lying in bed for three years since the car accident. I heard my predecessor said that you love her very much. It's touching that even after telling you that the chance of her waking up was very slim, you still insisted on treatment... But, I can see, Mr. Jinchuan, you can't hold on anymore, right?"
"I..." The old man opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
The doctor's gentle voice said in his ear: "Mr. Jinchuan, you were a professor at a prestigious university before, but you quit your job and persisted in treating your wife who fell into a coma. It is really touching... I believe that at first you must have thought that something strange would happen. You deceive yourself with this optimistic attitude, but under the erosion of time, even the most unforgettable love will pass away. The only motivation to keep you going is responsibility and inertia... This is why you fall into despair. The root cause.”
The old man was sluggish and unresponsive.
“Think about it, would your wife be happy if she saw you like this?” The doctor continued to say in the ears of the dazed old man: “If you want to understand the true teachings of Hope, you must Cut off your own despair! What's more, haven't I already shown you that power? Why are you still hesitating? Just pick up the pillow and press it gently, and your wife will be in the vase, with you forever, and she will not suffer any pain... Mr. Jinchuan, are you tired already? It's time to rest? A moment..."
"I...I'm so tired..." the old man murmured: "I want to rest"
His eyes were numb with despair.
"Yes, that's right, it's time to take a rest." The doctor's voice echoed in the old man's ears like a devil's whisper: "Don't forget the oracle of the patriarch, death is not the end, but the beginning. , we will eventually enjoy eternity on the other side of hope. Eternal happiness, and the first step is to cut off despair and embrace hope..."
"Embrace...hope..." The old man read this sentence, and he looked back from his memories. He came to his senses and saw his wife lying peacefully on the bed in front of him.
"Arisami..." The old man stood up and took off his wife's breathing mask in a daze. He took a soft pillow from the bed next to him and said tremblingly: "I want to Want...hope."
Outside the door of the ward, the old man did not notice that a black mist had slowly drifted inside from the crack in the door of the ward, filling the entire room. The originally brightly lit ward became extremely dark. Outside the door, the elite doctor from a prestigious school showed another attitude at this time. He was trembling all over, his face was twisted with excitement, breathing heavily, and peered at the old man's every move through the crack in the door.
“It’s great, it’s a stunning view!” The doctor was already screaming with excitement. In order to see this moment, he specially moved other people on the floor away from him to avoid any accidents.
He couldn't help but whisper to himself: "No matter how many times I watch it, I never get tired of it! What kind of bullshit professor from a famous school is not so stupid! Your wife is actually conscious all the time! She has The brain waves are active! It's just that you can't move! If you persist, maybe you will succeed. Fortunately, I have delayed the healing process. Hahaha, you still believe that she can't. It hurts... No, I can't laugh, I can't help it anymore, hee hee hee..."
Soon! Soon he will be able to harvest a [Aquarius Envoy]! The birth of these Aquarians is very troublesome, so he prefers to take the initiative to create them! This is his style! With each additional Aquarius around him, his power will become stronger. One day, he will become the strongest [Saint]! No, it's more than that...
"Hurry... bury her quickly!" The doctor murmured to himself: "I have been waiting for so long just for this moment! Hurry up! Kill her! That's it! A powerful Holy Spirit will be born! It's great..."
Messy black lines have emerged from his body and spread all over the ward. Just waiting for the old man to complete the irreversible step, they can swarm up and swallow up the despair...
"You seem to be very happy. What does it look like?" The shining silver samurai sword slowly crossed the doctor's neck, and a suppressed angry voice said behind him: "Does this kind of thing make you so happy?"
The black lines on the doctor's body exploded.
“Who?!”
The door of the ward was knocked open, and the doctor was violently knocked to the wall of the ward. The black lines around him spread their teeth and claws, like a Disgusting giant spider.
The old man's movements stopped, and he looked at this scene blankly, at a loss.
"Who the hell are you!!!" the doctor roared angrily. He covered his arm, and the bright red blood slowly spread on his white coat.
A bloody light flashed, and the doctor spit out a mouthful of blood. When he lowered his head, he saw that he had been nailed to the wall with a samurai sword.
"...Who am I?" The man wearing the evil ghost mask walked into the ward, glanced at the old man, then pulled out his samurai sword and said: "It's just an unfit husband... ..."
"I am...I hope to teach the Eighth Saint..." The doctor's body began to twist, and more and more black lines came out, making him look like a monster. The doctor looked at He killed the man and roared: "I will kill you! Soul Exorcist!"
"Saint...the second one." The man said to himself: "I hope you know more."
(End of this chapter)