Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 142

Chapter 142

The moment he saw the person coming, the [Integrity First] live broadcast room exploded again:

"What the hell? Why did the doctor come out so soon this time? Doesn't he have to wait until tomorrow for the physical examination at least?"

"And why do you need to find the anchor right away! Although he did do it once or twice after entering the dungeon... But it seems that it hasn't reached the point where this guy will notice, right?"

"It's over, it's over, I really feel that the anchor will be cold this time..."

"???Why do you say that?"

"Haven't you seen the dungeon of Ping An Sanatorium before? You don't know, this Dr. Reese is really super scary. Those who just entered the dungeon can basically die when they encounter him, let alone being directly targeted..."

"Yes, my God, I dare not watch it!"

The taskbar is refreshed.

[The primary task has been released: go? ? ? treatment room]

[Intermediate task released: leave the treatment room alive]

[Advanced mission has been released: Got it? ? ? real name]

The young man's cheeks were soft and fiery, carelessly caressed by the rough cloth, showing a moist and ripe pink color.

Dr. Reese's fingers hung down gently, placed on the white cloth covered under the young man's neck, groped slowly, found the gap, and then—

"Zi La!"

The ear-piercing sound of fabric tearing echoed in the huge spa room, making one's heart tremble instinctively.

The man lowered his eyes, and his eyes that couldn't see the joy or anger fell on the hot water waves.

Most of the young man's body was submerged under the water, and the sick clothes were properly worn on his body.

"Tsk."

Dr. Reese shook his head gracefully, and said to the nurse, "It's so unprofessional, how can you not remove the patient's clothes during the spa? And..."

He took off his gloves slowly, plunged into the scalding hot water, took off the belt that was hanging loosely around Wen Jianyan's wrist, took it out, shook it, and threw it aside.

"Your security work is really haphazard."

Dr. Reese's tone was very gentle.

He scolded the nurse for his negligence, but those snake-like cold green eyes were always fixed on Wen Jianyan:

"It's easy for patients to hurt themselves."

Wen Jianyan's back was pressed against the edge of the bathtub, and his body tensed up instinctively.

The white cloths of the others were tied in knots, but the white cloth on his body was cut from the inside.

The other party found the gap and tore it apart, which proves that this guy has seen through his intention to escape. These few words are by no means condemning the nurse for his work mistakes—

It's a deterrent.

Dr. Reese withdrew his fingers and wiped his wet fingers with a white cloth. There was still a smile on his sharp and thin lips, and he ordered calmly.

"stand up."

The sound of splashing water sounded, and the young man obediently stood up in the bathtub.

The completely soaked clothes were tightly attached to the body, outlining a slender and tight body, and a flexible and tight waistline. Under the thin fabric, the hot reddish skin was faintly visible.

Compared with Westerners, his figure is extraordinarily slender, and there is a bit of damp and fragility in the diffuse water vapor.

"Take it out."

Dr. Reese spread out his palms and said politely, "Please."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He gritted his teeth and put the metal key into the man's hot palm.

"Very good." Dr. Reese said gently with a smile on his lips, "Good boy."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"... Gan."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"It's really not easy to do, it's too bad to do it!!"

The rest of the people sat in the bathtub, staring blankly at the wet Wen Jianyan being escorted away by seven or eight nurses. They didn't say a word to them during the whole process, and they didn't even look at them, just like this spa. There seemed to be few of them in the room.

They looked at each other, their faces full of astonishment.

no? ? ?

That's it? ? ?

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task: come? ? ? treatment room

Reward points: 200]

Treatment room.

The snow-white light was cold and bright, illuminating the huge metal room below.

In the center of the room is a height-adjustable hospital bed, with all kinds of weird equipment beside it. The steel tray is full of sharp and sharp surgical instruments, which makes people feel panic.

The young man was lying on his back on the cold table, his wrists and ankles were tightly bound by belts.

Wen Jianyan's hair was still damp, water dripped down, and the original hot hospital gown was completely cooled, and it was tightly attached to the skin, bringing a full chill, which made him involuntarily slightly trembling.

Hearing a soft "pa", Dr. Reiss put on the rubber gloves and walked over slowly.

There was still a warm and soft smile on his lips, like a good doctor who really cared about his patients: "Is it cold? Sorry, it should be fine soon."

The man picked up the surgical scissors from the iron tray on the side, and with the sound of clicking, the damp cloth was slowly cut, the sharp points did not hurt the young man's skin, and the cold metal slid along the skin, Aroused an instinctive shudder.

"In academia, there are many treatments for sexual inversion, many of which have been proven to be widely effective."

While cutting, Dr. Reese introduced gently.

"Of course, some are straightforward and simple, while others require a long time and treatment."

The young man's fair skin was exposed to the glare of the light, and a thin layer of beautiful muscles rose and fell with the rhythm of his unsteady breathing, forming a graceful line.

Under the lens, the pair of cold green eyes wandered on the young man's body, like some kind of snake.

"For quicker results, we could opt for prefrontal lobotomy, or orchiectomy,"

Dr. Reiss raised his eyes, met Wen Jianyan's amber eyes, and smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, I have performed many operations like this, and it won't make you feel any discomfort or pain."

Wen Jianyan: "..."

He gritted his teeth and showed a smile: "Excuse me, what are the indirect ones?"

Dr. Reiss raised his hand to remove the torn pieces of cloth from the opponent's body, and his fingertips in rubber gloves touched the opponent's skin indistinctly:

"Of course, if you want, we can take diethylstilbestrol for medical treatment."

Wen Jianyan's brows twitched, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice, "Chemical castration///castration?"

Dr. Reese raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"As a mentally handicapped patient, I am amazed by your breadth of knowledge."

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, smiled viciously and said:

"Excellent."

"Since you are unwilling to try these methods, then you can only use some more traditional treatments."

The man with green eyes smiled, took a few wires with electrodes from the side, and after a simple disinfection, pasted them on both sides of Wen Jianyan's temples and chest.

Wen Jianyan heard her temples throbbing.

"...electric shock therapy."

"That's right."

Dr. Race nodded approvingly. "I'd rather call it aversion therapy, though."

"Next, I'll show you a series of pictures and videos, and the electrodes on your chest will tell us if you're having a physiological///response,"

He tapped the power switch on the side with his fingertips, the corners of his pale red lips curled up, revealing some white teeth:

"If there was one, I'd open it."

"Don't worry, it won't be fatal, it's just a little painful."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"...I kind of understand why people say this guy is scary."

"The dungeon of Ping An Sanatorium is absolutely perfect... I'm so scared, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah

"Grass, I'm really, I'm starting to get scared too, isn't it, isn't it... I really want an electric shock!"

The old-fashioned projector was spinning.

Black-and-white images appeared on the wall not far away, some alone or several, all of them were male without exception.

There is dynamic and there is static.

Wen Jianyan stared at the images expressionlessly, and the dancing light flashed across his face.

One, two, three, four...

Dr. Reese stood in front of the hospital bed, and looked at the young man with his eyes hidden under the lens, as if he wanted to cut him apart inch by inch with his sight.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the machine used to monitor the heart rhythm remained silent.

He raised his hand and pressed the machine to stop.

"It's strange," Dr. Reiss narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "doesn't he feel anything at all?"

Wen Jianyan turned her head and smiled at him, the depths of her amber eyes were full of provocation:

"There is no way, the image quality you have chosen is really poor."

He glanced at the other party up and down, the corners of his lips curled up, and the end of his voice raised frivolously: "But doctor, you are very in line with my aesthetics, why don't you try it yourself?"

"me?"

Dr. Reese showed a look of surprise, and the next second, he laughed: "It's not impossible."

[Integrity First] Live Room:

"???? Wait?? What happened???"

He slowly pressed his hand on the young man's slender calf, without rubbing it, but gently placed it on it, but Wen Jianyan felt a chill on his back, and instinctively felt his scalp tingling—

It felt like being touched by a snake.

Cold, vicious, greedy and hungry.

"However... before that, there is one last image I want to try."

The man's ending was slightly drawn out.

Dr. Reese maintained this posture, raised his hand and pressed the button on the side table.

The table where Wen Jianyan was lying on slowly stood up, and he saw that on the wall directly opposite to him, the steel door made a clicking sound, and opened to both sides little by little.

A tall, strong body full of beast power appeared within sight.

Wen Jianyan's pupils shrank.

...Edward? !

There are still bloodstains on the golden fluffy hair, a pair of light blue eyeballs are hidden under the light eyelashes, the chest rises and falls evenly, and the wound left by the ax blade has completely disappeared on the firm abdominal muscles. A faint pale pink trace remains.

Like a beast trapped in a cage, Edward growled and struggled, hitting the glass wall in front of him with his strong fists, his eyes full of anger and mania.

The moment he saw Wen Jianyan, he was slightly taken aback and stopped involuntarily.

The golden hair is winding downward, as if guiding the direction of vision.

"Do you like this dog?"

Dr. Reese smiled, staring at the young man in front of him with his poisonous green eyes, and gently stroking the man's chin with his fingertips, as if scratching the chin of a cat.

He came closer and touched Wen Jianyan's earlobe with his cold lips:

"—According to your declaration before entering the confinement room, he should be in line with your hobbies, right?"

Chapter end