112: C112 Her Nightmare

C112 Her Nightmare

Shen Xining entered the treatment room. The doctor was a middle-aged woman and was very kind.

Perhaps it was because of her nervousness, the middle-aged woman did not wear a white coat. She wore a green middle skirt that made people feel very comfortable.

"Hello, Young Madam. I am your doctor. My surname is Zhong." Doctor Zhong pointed to a reclining chair beside him. "Please relax. Let's sit down and chat."

"Okay."

Shen Xining slowly sat down. The leather chair was very comfortable, but the coldness that stuck to her skin for a moment made her feel as if there were countless hands under her body pulling her into an abyss.

Doctor Zhong saw through her fear and smiled. "Don't be nervous. My method is similar to hypnosis. It will not make you suffer too much. Many people will feel like they are dreaming when they think about something. After crying for a while, they will feel much better. "

Shen Xining listened to Doctor Zhong's soft voice and took a deep breath. Then, she lay down along her hand.

Doctor Zhong said, "Young Madam, when you hear the sound of my fingers snapping, close your eyes. You will think of whatever I ask you. Tell me whatever you think of. When you hear the sound of my fingers snapping the second time, open your eyes, okay?"

"Okay." Shen Xining stared at the pale ceiling and waited.

The first sound of a finger was heard and Shen Xining slowly closed her eyes.

Doctor Zhong's voice was still soothing, "Young Madam, now we have returned to your happiest moment. What did you see?"

"Cake."

As she spoke, Shen Xining, who had her eyes closed, revealed a smile at the corner of her mouth. She liked to eat desserts, especially cakes and desserts.

Because in the past, the happiest time was to have a cake for her birthday. Only on that day of her birthday, her parents would not quarrel, and they would buy gifts and cakes for her. They would stay at home all day to accompany her.

It was only on this day.

Doctor Zhong continued, "We've finished eating the cake. Let's think about what happened before you stutter. You're very sad, right? Because of what?"

"The cake."

Shen Xining slowly opened her mouth. Unlike her sweet voice just now, her voice was filled with fear and trembling.

Doctor Zhong frowned. It was clearly the same word, but why was the contrast so great?

Shen Xining suddenly grabbed the armrest tightly and her body trembled greatly.

"Stop talking! Shut up! Don't come over! Don't!"

Doctor Zhong looked at Shen Xining in surprise. She did not stutter at all. What was she afraid of?

Shen Xining's body was stiff and her head was full of sweat. She struggled to find a place to hide, but her body trembled unnaturally as if she was tied up on a bench.

She closed her eyes tightly and her breathing stopped. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the carefully arranged birthday scene. A little girl wearing a pink dress was looking around.

Following the little girl's gaze, a man rushed over and the little girl ran over excitedly.

"Dad! Dad! You're finally back! Do you think I'm pretty? "

The man looked at the little girl with a frown and was slightly displeased.

However, the little girl was looking forward to the day of her birthday the most. She was so happy that she did not see the displeasure in the man's eyes at all.

She stood there and walked around. Then, she shook the man's arm. "Dad, where's my present?"

"No." The man shook off her hand.

The little girl was stunned and immediately cried.

"You lied to me. You said you would buy me a gift. You are a liar, a big liar..."

The little girl's crying became louder and louder, making the veins on the man's forehead pop up.

"Cry, cry, you only know how to cry! So annoying!"

"Wow, why are you angry at me? I want to find my mother, I want my mother!" The little girl couldn't stop crying.

The man rubbed the space between his eyebrows, and the way he looked at the little girl became fierce.

"Let me tell you! Your mother is dead! No one will protect you anymore! "

The little girl was stunned and her eyes were filled with tears." You lied to me! Mommy won't die! Mommy said she would come back to celebrate my birthday and eat cake with me!"

The little girl glared angrily at the man. When the man saw the stubborn eyes of the little girl and his wife, the anger in his heart finally erupted.

He glanced at the cake that his wife had ordered for the little girl on the table and raised his fist to smash it into pieces.

"I told you to eat! You only know how to eat!" The man pressed down on the little girl's shoulder and applied the cream in his hand onto the little girl's mouth. On her face and on her beautiful skirt, "Chiang Yuwei! You slut! You're dead! You actually dare to transfer your wealth to your daughter! Do you think I can't do anything about it?! "

" Father... Wu Wu Wu... Dad..."

The little girl looked at the man in front of her in fear, as if the person standing in front of her was not her father at all. She shook her head desperately, and the man's hand covered her mouth and nose with cream.

The sweet cream choked into her nose and mouth, and she felt that she could not breathe anymore.

"Sir! Sir! What are you doing?" Grandma Sun rushed forward and pulled the man aside and hugged the little girl.

"Your mother is a slut!" The man gritted his teeth and glared at the little girl.

The little girl cried out loudly, "No! My mother is not a slut! She is the best mother! My father is a bad person! I want my mother! I only want Mommy! "

The little girl was still young. She didn't understand the meaning of the word 'slut' at all. She only looked at Daddy's appearance and intuitively felt that this wasn't a good word.

"Okay, you want your mother, right? I'll take you there!"

The man pushed Grandma Sun away, pulled the little girl over, and drove all the way to the morgue.

The man lifted the little girl up, and used his strength to lift the white cloth covering his wife's body, revealing his wife, whose body was distorted from the impact, whose face was beyond recognition and even torn apart.

"Didn't you want your mother? Let me tell you, it was because you were arguing about your birthday that your mother got into a car accident when she rushed back. Look carefully! Look! "

The little girl's face was deathly pale. There was no anger in her panic-stricken eyes. It was as if she had lost her soul.

"Ah! Ah!" She screamed hysterically.

"Ah! Let go of me! I don't want to look! I don't want to look! "

In reality, Shen Xining shook her head vigorously like a little girl and resisted.

Actually, she was that little girl. She was the one who caused her mother's death. She should not have celebrated her birthday.

In the end, she could even send her mother's ashes to the ground to rest in peace.

It was all her fault!

Doctor Zhong knew that what Shen Xining saw now was definitely the source of her fear.

"Young Madam, what did you see? Speak slowly."2

Shen Xining gritted her teeth, blood already seeping out from the corner of her mouth.

"Young Madam, speak..."

Shen Xining was trapped in that terrifying morgue. The surroundings flashed and her father's face became distorted as he stared at her sinisterly.

"Xining, it was you who caused your mother's death!"

"It was not me, not me..." Shen Xining kept repeating.

"Young Madam, follow my voice and tell me what you saw."

Doctor Zhong approached Shen Xining's nightmare step by step.

At that moment, the door opened. Qing Han's heavy gaze landed on Doctor Zhong.

"It's over."

"Third Master, it's almost done." Doctor Zhong reminded.

Su Ci looked at Shen Xining, whose face was covered in cold sweat, and the dark red blood slid down her lips to her neck. Her trembling body lightly bumped into the back of the chair. Her fingers were holding onto the handrails, and her already injured fingers were stained with blood.

"I told you to end it." Su Ci grabbed Doctor Zhong's neck.

"Su Ci, don't mess around. Without Doctor Zhong's orders, we can't wake Miss Shen up." Wen Jinyan went forward and pulled Su Ci.

When he heard that, Su Ci frowned and immediately let go of Doctor Zhong.

Doctor Zhong was lying on the bench. "Young Madam, open your eyes when you hear the sound of my fingers snapping."

There was a loud bang.

Shen Xining heaved a long sigh of relief. Her body went limp and fell on the bench. Her hands fell down powerlessly, and blood dripped from her fingertips.

Shen Xining in front of him was like a child who had lost his life. Su Ci's breathing stopped when he saw her. His heart was suddenly stabbed and he felt itchy.

"Little stutter?"

"I, I want to go home." Shen Xining closed her eyes and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"I will take you home."

Su Ci carried her and left without looking back.

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