PFC Chapter 586 The General Was Rescued (Extra 3)
Chapter 586 The General Was Rescued (Extra 3)
Leaving the body intact (I)
Huo Yuan's cell was not too close to Chen Jiyao, so he could basically not hear the other's wailing and cursing.
Of course, he himself doesn't have the leisure to care about others.
Because Huo Yuan was in so much pain, his head and shoulders also hurt.
Now that he came here, naturally no one would send him any painkillers anymore.
However, the disadvantages of taking too much "painkillers" slowly began to emerge after he stopped taking them.
Huo Yuan often felt like he was in a sea of fire, with every inch of his skin being licked by flames.
It felt as if thousands of needles were piercing his head at the same time, and the pain was like a surging tide, hitting his mind in waves.
His shoulders felt like they were being gnawed by countless ants, and the numbness mixed with severe pain made him tremble slightly.
Every time after eating, Huo Yuan would feel a strong feeling of nausea rising from his stomach to his throat, but he couldn't vomit anything.
The worst thing was that he would often feel as if all the bones in his body were being hit with a sledgehammer, and each hit would cause more pain.
It was clearly late autumn, but sweat still kept pouring out of Huo Yuan's body.
The wet prison uniform stuck to Huo Yuan's body almost every day. The sticky feeling made this clean-loving man very uncomfortable.
The cold wind blew in from the cell window, bringing a chill, but this chill could not at all alleviate the pain and suffering Huo Yuan was experiencing.
He hugged himself tightly with his hands and curled up into a ball, trying to resist the bone-eating torture. His teeth chattered and low whimpers came from his throat from time to time.
Xue Asi stood a few feet away from Huo Yuan, just looking at him quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yue, who came with her, pushed Xue Asi and said, "Aren't you here to deliver medicine? What are you doing? Are you heartbroken?"
"If it really hurt, I wouldn't have come to give him medicine. This is not a good thing." Xue Asi didn't stop this time. She slowly walked to the front of Huo Yuan's cell. "Huo Yuan, does it hurt? Can I give you medicine?"
"Xiao He?" Huo Yuan felt like he was dreaming, but he couldn't help crawling towards Xue Asi, "Are you here to see me?"
As if he had thought of something, Huo Yuangu quickly pulled the hem of his clothes, trying to make himself look a little cleaner, but he remembered that he hadn't taken a shower for a long time and was afraid that the smell on his body would bother his loved one.
After climbing a few steps, he retreated again.
"Huo Yuan, I'm leaving." Xue Asi handed him a medicine bottle in his hand, "This is the last bottle of medicine I made for you. You should take it sparingly. After all, it's too painful to eat bones and heart."
Huo Yuan did not go forward to get the medicine bottle, but just stood there staring at Xue Asi.
I watched her eyes no longer contain my own, watched her walk away resolutely, watched her back no longer stop for myself.
"Heh!" After watching Xue Asi leave the Heavenly Prison, Huo Yuan quickly stepped forward to take the bottle of medicine, tilted his head back and swallowed the whole bottle.
The effect of the medicine took effect quickly. The pain that had been with Huo Yuan for several days disappeared, and he even felt like he was floating in the air.
In a daze, he saw the scene of himself and his sweetheart getting married, but when Huo Yuan lifted the veil, he saw piles of bones underneath.
He was so scared that he dropped the scale in his hand.
"Why are you scared?" A voice sounded in his ear, "You've killed so many people, what are you afraid of?"
Huo Yuan turned around and saw his elder brother Huo Hong, who was bleeding from all seven orifices, standing beside him. The person who had just spoken in his ear was Huo Hong.
Next was Luo Qitai, who was killed by him on the street. The other party grabbed Huo Yuan's neck and said, "You beast, you killed more than a hundred people in our Luo family. Why do you still want to marry my sister?"
"I just couldn't help myself!" Huo Yuan felt difficulty breathing, but still insisted on defending himself.
In the prison cell of the real world, Huo Yuan was strangling himself with the belt of his clothes, and his face was gradually turning purple.
In the illusion, this moral judgment is still going on.
"Huo Yuan, you work for my third brother, but will he be a good monarch?" The former prince with disheveled hair and blood in the corners of his eyes appeared in front of Huo Yuan at this time, holding a sword in his hand.
In the present prison cell, Huo Yuan was holding a pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand. His right hand was holding one end of the chopsticks, while the other end was facing his chest.