noffsinger Chapter 145, revised version, 18 years old.
Chapter 145, revised version, 18 years old.
The blackness in Jiang Lin's eyes gradually faded, returning to a purple glow. After withdrawing his mental energy locked on 17, he bent down and personally picked up the boy.
So light, how can it be so light?
Jiang Lin frowned slightly and said coldly, "Where is the doctor?"
17 had just wiped the sweat from her brow when Jiang Lin startled her so much that she immediately pulled out her phone: "I'll arrange it right away!"
17 utilized the organization's resources to bring in the best doctor in Shanghai, and in addition, they also brought in No. 29, who has healing abilities within the organization.
After a day and a night of intensive care, they finally managed to pull Ji Xingyi back from the brink of death.
Good heavens, seeing the sun rise at 17 made me feel like I'd finally been saved.
"What should we eat? How about some Chinese specialty xiaolongbao?" 17 strolled leisurely out of the hospital.
No sooner had I stepped out the door than I received a call from 18.
"What did you say? Why can't I call for help again!" 17 rushed back home, crying out in her heart, after receiving a call from 29.
Number 29 was a young woman who saw Number 17 running back in a panic when she saw her standing at the VIP entrance, and her body finally stopped trembling.
Jiang Lin's oppressive aura was too terrifying; she truly couldn't withstand it.
"Why is he dying again! Didn't his vital signs return to normal?" 17 peeked through the crack in the door and could only see Jiang Lin's back as he continuously channeled the boy's spiritual energy.
“The body has been saved, but…” 29 pointed to his temple with his index finger.
"Clear the entire floor, everyone leave first." 17 took a deep breath, prepared for the worst, and stepped into the ward.
Jiang Lin's gaze remained fixed on the boy on the bed, his hand tightly holding the boy's as he continuously channeled his spiritual energy into Ji Xingyi.
17 quietly released his mental energy to sense it and immediately understood what 29 meant.
The soul is more important than the body.
Ji Xingyi's soul is disintegrating.
The boy was in so much pain that he didn't want to live anymore.
If this continues, the outcome will be a vegetative state.
Jiang Lin forcibly channeled his mental energy to stabilize Ji Xingyi's soul, but this could not resolve the pain at its root.
Phew... There's still hope... I still want to eat xiaolongbao! 17 swallowed back the heart that had been in her throat, bent down close to Jiang Lin and whispered:
"Linlin, let me try?"
Jiang Lin then looked up at the young man.
17 swallowed hard: "I can try to modify his memory."
Jiang Lin's eyes flashed with a sudden, intense purple light: "He's not your puppet! Don't use these tricks on him!"
17's blood rushed to her head, and she stopped coaxing Jiang Lin gently: "My methods aren't working? Who tortured him like this!"
“I’ve said it before: if you want him to be obedient, what’s wrong with me giving him a single command to make him obey you wholeheartedly?”
"You control his world, repeatedly stimulate his weakest nerves, torment him, make him sick, make him lose all his support, and in the end he has no choice but to become dependent on you like a drug!"
"Yes, he's yours now, he only has eyes for you and his heart is filled with you! But he's different from us! He's a person!"
17. For the first time, he spoke harshly to Jiang Lin without any mercy, and for the first time, he ignored the overwhelming pressure that was sweeping towards his soul.
"Jiang Lin! Puppets will never feel pain! But humans will!"
As he finished speaking, blood trickled from the corners of 17's eyes. He gritted his teeth and forced out his last words: "Their souls have limits!"
The purple light in Jiang Lin's eyes thickened once more: "He is mine, and his soul is mine too! I will not allow you to tamper with his soul in any way!"
Damn it! 17 is going crazy. Why is he so stupid as to try to reason with a lunatic?!
After pinching her thigh hard, 17, in a fit of despair, questioned Jiang Lin, "Do you like him? I mean, the human kind of liking!"
Jiang Lin's purple eyes flickered slightly: "I was created by you. Don't you know whether I have human emotions or not?"
"Then why are you so angry!" 17 sneered.
"Would you be angry if someone dirtied your things?" Jiang Lin asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
17: "Since it's just an object, you can throw it away if it gets dirty. Why do you want to wash it clean!"
Jiang Lin's expression shifted slightly, then he sneered, "17, weren't you the one who opposed me entering human society? Didn't you not want me to have human emotions?"
"What, now you want me, an android, to have human emotions? Are you kidding me?"
17 was speechless for a moment, and after a long while, she said, "Linlin, human emotions are painful. That's why I don't want you to have them. But you already do!"
Jiang Lin: "I didn't!"
17: "Why did you refuse treatment for such serious injuries and insist on returning to China?"
"It's because you miss him."
"Linlin, in your database, in Chinese, is there another beautiful word for the character '想' (xiǎng, to think/want)? It's called '思念' (sīniàn, longing/yearning)."
The purple light in Jiang Lin's eyes began to surge again.
“Liking is possession, liking is anger, liking is also longing,” 17 gently placed her hand on Jiang Lin’s hand: “Similarly, liking is also pain.”
"Linlin, look at him, he's dying. If he dies, your heart will ache."
Jiang Lin turned her head slightly and looked at the pale-faced boy, who was as beautiful as porcelain, so beautiful that he seemed about to be scattered by the wind.
“Give him to me.” 17 held her breath and slowly withdrew Jiang Lin’s hand: “He is still yours. He just needs to forget some painful things. It’s better for him, for you, and for us.”
Jiang Lin remained silent, breaking the mental connection with the boy in bed after being gently guided by 17.
17 screamed wildly in her heart and immediately extended her mental tendrils to connect with Ji Xingyi's soul.
Ji Xingyi was suddenly connected to by an unfamiliar mental force, which stimulated his brain and briefly brought him back to consciousness.
17 quickly pressed down on the boy's forehead, using hypnosis to make him forget the evil deeds Shen Wangshu had committed. After secretly glancing at Jiang Lin, she immediately issued the second command.
"You don't like Jiang Lin. Jiang Lin is your best friend, but only as a friend!"
The boy on the hospital bed had wide eyes and was struggling in pain.
Jiang Lin grabbed 17's collar and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"
17's stubbornness was finally unleashed, and he continued to release his mental energy to invade Ji Xingyi's soul: "His most painful thing is liking you! If you want him to live, let me correct him!"
"Linlin..." The boy, who had briefly regained consciousness, was resisting 17's second command with his entire being: "No..."
17 gritted his teeth and roared, "I'll just ask you one question: do you want him dead or alive!"
Jiang Lin was startled and looked down at Ji Xingyi.
"Linlin," the boy pleaded weakly, "No..."
17: "Quickly control him! If we don't correct him soon, his soul will really disintegrate!"