My Healing Game

After Han Fei got Fu Sheng's last despair, it seemed that there was some kind of special connection between him and the entire hospital.

In his eyes, the hospital that saves the wounded and seeks perfect healing has become a huge spider's lair.

Countless ropes condensed from despair wrapped around his body, and the cobwebs of fate stuck to his soul. No matter how far he ran, he could not break free from the pain left by the plastic surgery hospital.

"Fate is already doomed, and no one can escape the shackles of the lifeline."

Fu Yi kept swallowing Fu Sheng's despair, spreading and splitting wildly in Han Fei's body.

Fu Yi, who only appeared in the brain before, has now appeared in Han Fei's internal organs, and even Fu Yi's disgusting voice can be found in every drop of blood.

The changes inside the body have affected the outside, and ordinary people can see Han Fei's swollen skin with the naked eye.

"Go back to the first floor..." Han Fei turned to look at Zhang Xi and said with difficulty. .

He can no longer control his body normally now, and his limited will not only has to bear Fu Sheng's despair, but also fight against Fu Yi.

Zhang Xi had already seen Han Fei's pain, and she used her ability to control Han Fei to move downstairs.

The elevator in Building No. 7 is no longer available. The black fire recklessly burned the negative emotions that had accumulated in the building for many years. The countless screams turned into laughter of women. Everyone standing in Building No. 7 seemed to be able to hear her curse. , as if touching her would kill him.

The entire hospital has fallen into chaos, and in Han Fei's view, everything has just begun.

The ghosts who came out of the underground also entered Building 7, but they were trapped by the black fire and could not get close to Han Fei for the time being.

The group successfully returned to the promenade in front of the emergency room. Only Han Fei, who was recognized by the shrine, could finish the rest of the road.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Xi and Dr. Yan grabbed Han Fei's shoulders. These two doctors have seen a lot of patients and have rich experience. At this time, both of them found a strong expression on Han Fei's face. I'm dying, so I'm very worried.

"Use your talent to give me a ride. As long as the shrine can be opened, there will be a turning point."

It may be that Fu Yi's celestial ability has played a role again, and Zhang Xi's talent has helped Han Fei a lot.

He didn't need to be distracted to control his own flesh and blood, let Zhang Xi stand outside the corridor, control him, and send him to the emergency room.

Step by step forward, when Han Fei entered the long corridor of life and death, the divine runes and prayers appeared under his footsteps.

The elegy containing reluctance was played, and strange names began to appear on the walls and ground of the hospital, and they jointly paved a path forward.

The hospital wall in front of him became more and more like the inner wall of a shrine. The sound of rushing chains was heard, and it seemed that something was struggling to call out to Han Fei in the emergency room.

"Sorry, I can only send you there." Zhang Xi's spirit reached the limit, she looked a lot older, her eyes were full of wrinkles, her lips were cracked, and black blood flowed out.

She used her natural ability to send Han Fei to the door of the emergency room. After getting there, the connection between her and Han Fei's flesh and blood has become very weak.

Although the two sides could see each other, they seemed to be separated by an invisible abyss of despair. …

It took more than ten seconds for Han Fei to stand firm at the door of the emergency room.

He came here for the second time, and after enduring Fu Sheng's complete despair, he realized how painful Fu Sheng was at the time.

"die!"

"Why are you meddling with your business! Everything has been settled, and you have to give him hope that he doesn't exist!"

"You never really loved him! I saw your selfish soul! You were just taking advantage of him!"

"Stop resisting! Give me my body!"

The Fu Yi in Han Fei's mind has spread to the whole body, a vicious circle, it is getting stronger and stronger, while Han Fei is getting weaker and weaker.

The control of the body is slowly being lost, every organ in the body seems to be stinged, and the whole body is swollen and painful, as if it will explode at any time.

There was something bulging under the skin, and Han Fei forced himself to raise his hand tremblingly.

He grabbed the door of the emergency room, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to push the door open.

At the same time, all the despair from Fu Sheng came together in Han Fei's mind, forming a picture entirely composed of despair.

Young Fu Sheng, carrying a schoolbag with his mother's photo on his back, stood alone at the door of the emergency room.

The pale light above his head reflected on his immature face, and he waited at a loss until the doctor's shouts and hurried footsteps came from the emergency room.

He, who didn't know anything, suddenly felt a severe heartache, and his hands slammed forward!

When despair came together, Han Fei also used his last strength to push forward.

The despair in his mind opened the door of the emergency room together with Han Fei on the corridor.

The young Fu Sheng saw her deceased mother lying on the hospital bed as if she was asleep.

As a father, Han Fei entered the emergency room and saw the shrine in the center of the emergency room.

All the chains and divine patterns converged on Fu Sheng and Han Fei's eyes. At the place where all the despairing pictures and the memory world were combined, there stood a faceless **** statue.

"it is mine!"

Fu Yi's hidden power erupted, almost instantly overwhelming Han Fei's sanity, the pain seemed to hit Han Fei directly as a flood that burst

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The blood vessels under his skin began to burst, and a large number of blood spots appeared on the surface of his body. The whole person seemed to be a toy that was crushed bit by bit, and the bones and flesh and blood were gradually becoming deformed.

Han Fei was very close to the faceless statue, but just a few meters seemed to be a distance he would never be able to cross.

Han Fei in the emergency room stood at the door, and Fu Sheng, who was in the picture of despair in his mind, also stood by the door. He looked at his scrawny mother on the hospital bed. In just a few short steps, there was life and death.

Fu Sheng in the picture of despair and Han Fei in the emergency room tried their best to walk forward, but they only took one step before they both fell to their knees.

The body seemed to have lost all strength, and the pain that had accumulated in the chest almost exploded in the chest.

The young Fu Sheng didn't stand up again, the boundless despair overwhelmed him directly, and he stared blankly at his mother who couldn't wake up.

Han Fei, who was attacked by Fu Yi and Despair, was rapidly sickening all over his body, and he fell in front of the statue.

However, unlike Fu Sheng, Han Fei still did not give up until this time. …

He pressed his five fingers to the ground, supporting his upper body. No matter how painful it was, no matter how miserable the end was, Han Fei didn't want to lose to Fu Sheng, and he didn't want to give this body to that beast.

"Is it time to say goodbye?"

Han Fei is really not ready yet, but he still wants to stay in this world for a while, watching Fu Sheng and Fu Tian grow up a little more, and bringing Fu Yi more happiness.

He is an orphan, so he doesn't want his children to be like him!

The blood-stained mobile phone fell to the ground, and Han Fei seemed to have figured out what he should do.

In this world, many times we think goodbye is a good hug, cherishing each other, and taking enough time to leave enough memories.

But in fact, the farewell of this world is very hasty, it may be a turn around, and it will never be seen again after returning.

With the diseased finger, he skillfully found the phone number of his home, and Han Fei pressed the dial button.

The phone rang only once before being connected by the other party, and the wife's voice came from the phone: "When will you be home? I have prepared the food for you, and you only need to warm it up and eat it."

Black blood was dripping from Han Fei's nose and mouth. He couldn't say more. He opened his lips a few times before finally saying: "Be careful of Du Shu, don't let Fu Sheng get close to the plastic surgery hospital."

There was no sadness about life and death, and after the warning, Han Fei hung up the phone.

He knew he had reached his limit and was ready to lose everything.

Now Han Fei is going to do the last thing. He stirred the memories in his mind and pieced together all the blood-red memory pictures.

As his mind was dyed red, crazy laughter came from the depths of his mind.

"I said that I would kill you no matter what, even if it were to die together." Han Fei stared at Fu Yi who was still spreading in his mind, and he showed a cruel smile: "From the moment I became you, you I don't have the right to return to this body!"

The memory chains were tightened, the blood-red mind set off a big wave, and the whole ocean seemed to be rising!

Without the hindrance of good and evil souls, the **** orphanage buried in the deepest part of Han Fei's mind slowly emerged.

Han Fei's eyes were instantly occupied by killing intent, he let go of all the restrictions in his mind, no longer bear Fu Sheng's despair, but took the initiative to swallow Fu Sheng's despair into his mind.

The despair associated with the entire hospital shrine was poured into the blood-colored orphanage. The long-lost bell rang in the dilapidated blood-red building. The blood solidified by time began to melt, and the figure trapped in the orphanage was hysterical. The manic laughter, he seemed to be slowly leaving the Scarlet Orphanage.

The corners of Han Fei's mouth slowly rose, and then an exaggerated smile appeared. He became the same as the figure in the Scarlet Orphanage.

The emotion in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the purest madness.

Han Fei entered the memory world and replaced Fu Yi's identity. What he had was Fu Yi's body. It is a very difficult thing to compete with Fu Yi for the body that originally belonged to others in the memory world.

Putting his hand into his pocket, Han Fei, with a frantic face, took out the blood-colored paper figurine. …

He looked at the paper figurine's beautiful cheeks, the curse dripping from the paper figurine, and then he stuffed the blood-colored figurine into his mouth.

Bite and swallow!

He ate all the blood and the curse on the paper figurine, and he let the scraps of the paper figurine all over his sick body.

Fu Yi, who was spreading wildly, was still fighting for control of his body. Han Fei, who had a ferocious face, didn't care about Fu Yi at all. He manipulated the fragments of the blood-colored paper figurine, forcing the cursed thing to support him.

The faceless statue was in front of him, and when Fu Yi saw Han Fei stand up again, he spread more desperately.

But at this time, the maniacal laughter did not walk towards the statue. He seemed to know that the blood-colored paper figurine couldn't support him to go far.

Laughing wildly with amazing judgment about everything, he took a step back and reached out to touch the body of Da Xie on the wall.

There was a surprise in those red eyes. Han Fei's first-level shrine ability, Soul Mist, was triggered. As his life went crazy, the mist wafting from his soul merged into the walls of the hospital.

The dirges and prayers in the fog faded, and the laughter seemed to catch something!

The ghost pattern on Han Fei's back slowly lit up, and the ugly and terrifying giant cat ghost curled up in the depths of the ghost pattern, screaming in a low voice, and his eyes were full of fear.

The goal of laughter is not

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Almost at the moment when the big evil and the ghost pattern touched, all the skin on Han Fei's back exploded, and Fu Yi, who was spreading frantically, also paused in fright.

Later, a more terrifying scene appeared. The ghost lines seemed to be injected with the most vicious poison in the world, turning them into bright black lines, and then directly tightening Han Fei's flesh and blood.

The gods and chains of the entire emergency room began to shake, and the incomparably huge body was being dragged into Han Fei's ghosts little by little!

It seems that he felt Han Fei's breath, and the feeling of being infinitely close to death made Da Xie go crazy.

It struggled desperately and moved towards where Han Fei was.

As the chains were broken, half of the big villain's body was forced into the ghost pattern by laughter!

At this time, Han Fei has become a **** man, and the mad laughter will not leave Fu Yi with a complete body. He wants to reshape this body.

Da Nie approached Han Fei happily, but when it was really attached to Han Fei, it suddenly noticed something.

Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, and even dared to steal the shrine tribute to eat the big sin, actually wanted to escape for the first time.

It is very sure that the man laughing wildly in front of him is not his master!

Daxie wanted to escape, but it was too late, and its body was forced into the ghost pattern by laughter.

The ghost pattern that Ying Yue drew for Han Fei can only bear medium-sized resentment at most. Now the big evil has exceeded this critical value. If it goes on like this, the big evil may be injured, and Han Fei may even die.

The creepy soul poison flows on Han Fei's body. After the original ghost pattern is stretched, the soul poison will cast a new black ghost pattern on Han Fei.

This ghost pattern mixed with Han Fei's flesh and blood and the poison of the great evil spirit is so terrifying that even Han Fei himself can't bear it.

Fu Yi in Han Fei's mind was also frightened. He just wanted to occupy his body, but the madman wanted everything in this body to be completely dissipated.

A good body, now the flesh and blood are full of cursed paper figurines, and there are more soul poisons flowing in the veins than blood!

Fu Yi is no longer able to compete for his body. Even if he takes control of all his body, what should he do with the piles of paper scraps left in his body? How to deal with those soul poisons?

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The already diseased flesh and blood was washed away by the soul poison again, and Han Fei's soul was deformed in pain, but there was a wild laughter on his face.

It took a full three minutes, and the mad laughter finally completely stuffed the big evil into the ghost pattern.

At this time, Han Fei's body was already blood and flesh, and only the dark and dangerous ghost lines were left on his body.

The great evil is very loyal to Han Fei. It likes Han Fei who is full of death, but he doesn't want Han Fei to really die.

When entering the ghost pattern, it tried its best to shrink itself. In order to prevent its owner from being killed, it was a pet that was heartbroken.

In the end, with the cooperation of mad laughter and big evil, the new black ghost pattern finally stabilized.

No one could have imagined that after forcibly imprinting the ghost pattern, Han Fei still had a heartbeat. This can be said to be a miracle in the memory world of the shrine.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^