The doctor who was kept in captivity by the sickly lynx decided to fight back

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So, the doctor's free hand gently embraced her little head;

Thus, the doctor's red lips approached her delicate pink neck;

The pink and slippery tip of the tongue sticks out greedily again.

"doctor?"

"Huh...do you feel any pain?"

The needle has already been stuck in the arm; and the doctor's action is still going on.

Kelsey feels really bad about herself.It is the behavior of a bad doctor to use the patient's fear to do some small actions.

But, in front of the doctor, she is willing to be a bad doctor.

Volume 1: 69-[-] The Second Crash

— Kelsey is gone.

The sedative test tube after the injection was just thrown on the mattress; and the originally flat mattress had been messed up by her previous actions.

You'er slumped on the pillow weakly, like an abandoned kitten.

pain……

There was still a faint tingling pain from the wound where the medicine had been changed, and the part of the arm where the needle had been pricked left even more unspeakable scars.

It's just a tranquilizer... that's all...

Slender fingers pressed against the wound.You'er didn't feel the pain there just because of some kind of psychological suggestion.

In her mind, the impact just now was replaying silently.

Dr. Kelsey...is he playing with his patients?

While talking about the so-called treatment, he made such a move to himself-using her as a container?Toy?

Yes, Kelsey didn't care how the Doctor reacted to her movements; she just wanted to touch the Doctor's body.

And the You'er at this moment is the toy that was discarded here after Kelxi finished playing with it.

"..."

In my mind, the image of pain is not over yet,

The sedative worked really well.Those remaining fears in my heart were melted and erased by a strange force, leaving only an empty heart.

And You'er, who had calmed down, returned to her own nightmare.

"..."

"who are you?"

"..."

She heard the so-called "it" smiling strangely at herself.

"Little stupid cat."

She couldn't help shouting this sentence.The voice was very small, but it made her extremely terrified.

as if……

Like the object of the word, not yourself...?

But that's what it calls itself, right?

Moving on to recalling... the details.Need more details...

——"People who love you...will protect you, people who 'go out' from here..."

Do not……

Why do you... imitate her tone?

How did you know this sentence?

How did you know?

how……

You'er opened his eyes wide.

it,……

In my own mind, read the memory, and then hit the softest place in my heart...

A not-so-complete conjecture has already surfaced in You'er's mind.

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"Kitty."

Along with Kelsey's footsteps came her soft call.

You'er was silent, sitting in the curtain, motionless.

"It's time for dinner. Are you hungry?"

"..."

The sound of footsteps has come to the curtain.You'er looked at the phone, it was 20:30.

"Take it away. I won't eat it." She said with her head down.

Kelsey gently opened the curtain.

"pat"

It was the sound of a tray of food being placed on the ground.The tempting fragrance floated into You'er's nostrils, she turned sideways without taking a look.

She felt Kelsey's hand touch her ear.But this time, Kelsey didn't play with the tips of her ears, but just rubbed her little head:

"If you want to be angry, you can find other time to be angry. If you can't eat, you will feel uncomfortable."

"It's fine as long as it makes you uncomfortable." You'er said bitterly.

"However, resentment can't fill your stomach."

"..."

"Let's eat."

Kelsey leaned over and picked up the bowl—it was another bowl of fragrant millet porridge.

The spoon had been brought to You'er's mouth, but she didn't open her mouth.

She won't open her mouth.The airway at the nose was somewhat blocked, and she would rather close her mouth tightly, or even suffocate, than open her mouth for a moment.

Kelsey sighed: "Forget it. I brought a nutrition injection... If you can't eat, just inject it."

She fumbled in her lab coat.

From the corner of You'er's eyes, she moved to Kalxi's hand.She saw that hand reaching into her pocket and taking out a long and narrow needle, the needle was long and thin, almost piercing her heart.

"—!"

The kitten, whose injuries hadn't healed, suddenly bounced up.Kelsey immediately stopped in front of the curtain, but she still wanted to rush outside almost desperately.

"Go away...Kelsey!"

"calm down."

The doctor's arms seemed equally slender, but he was still able to easily stop You'er who was on the verge of collapse.Even grabbing her arm and pushing it away,

The other hand will also pull back You'er's body that was about to jump out.

"Kelsey... let go of me, bastard!!"

You'er was almost hissing with his last strength.The wound that had not recovered much recurred again, and every time she fought, she had to bear great pain.

"Do you need a sedative?" Kelsey pressed her arm firmly: "I'll get it for you."

"I f*** don't want sedatives! I want you dead—"

Before the exhausted roar was over, You'er's face was slapped violently.

Her head shook nervously.The crisp sound came faster than the pain, but the pain that followed... was more intense.

She saw the raised palm of the demon in front of her.And the cold, uninterested look on the demon's face.

"enough."

Kelsey said, gently put down her palm, and picked up the nutrition needle again:

"Have a meal."

She pulled out the needle and looked at the startled kitten in front of her, without any change in the expression on her face.

She didn't look like she was threatened by You'er's suicide at all.It seems that in her eyes, all the resistance of this "container" is nothing.

You'er's trembling palms moved closer to her cheeks.

"Kelsey...you..."

"Stretch out your hand."

"I...I don't want to..."

"Then take a sedative and go to sleep."

Kelsey put away the nutrition needle.The doctor's stress reaction was beyond her expectation, so she decided to stop for now:

"Doctor, that nightmare has really affected you too much. You must recuperate now...I can accompany you."

"I've already fought!"

You'er cried, her hoarse voice almost coughing up blood

: "I don't want to get needles anymore... I don't want to! I beg you, Kelsey... just let me go, just treat me as a hopeless patient, I don't want your treatment, I don't want I want your food... I just want to, just want to..."

"..."

The voice stopped abruptly.The only sound left in the room was the cry of a kitten.

Kelsey waited quietly.She needed to see the Doctor vent—whether it was for therapeutic purposes or to satisfy her own twisted thoughts.

And You'er...

Her spirit was already the same as her body... covered in bruises.

Just want... just want what?

Just want to be able to wake up from a dream every morning, like an ordinary kitten, bathed in the sunshine on the balcony?

Can you drink a cup of warm milk when you are tired like an ordinary kitten?

It doesn't matter if you don't have any of these...

she just wants to...

I just want to have someone who truly loves me and who will never hurt me when I am most desperate, and give me a hug in pain...

All I want is this... that's enough.