Wind Chimes has collected a lot of information about the Mercy Prosthetic Hospital on its website, and although no one has ever fully explored it, it is currently known that this area is the domain of the Lord of Pollution, Medell, and that it is infested with Pollution and Monsters transformed by Pollution.

The "adventurers" who strayed into it will never be treated mercifully.

Father Bruno reminds all "adventurers" not to be fooled by the name of the Hospital of Mercy and Prosthetics, which is infested with monsters, and that if you must explore this place, be prepared with plenty of weapons, supplies and hand sanitizer in case of the unexpected.

Wind Chimes thought of the upcoming battle, but it was a different sight that awaited her on the other end of the hospital gate.

The hospital was bright, and the light kept the fog out.

The interior of it looks like an ordinary hospital, full of doctors and patients, but both the doctors and the patients are silhouettes of Mohu, and they can't see her appearance clearly, and they don't seem to notice her presence at all.

The hazy feeling in front of her was like a memory stored in the depths of her heart, and she intuitively sensed their existence, but she couldn't touch the edge.

But after stepping foot in the hospital, Wind Chimes suddenly had a strong thought.

She had never been here in theory, but the layout of the hospital was so familiar to her, almost instinctively driving her up to the third floor.

Wind Chimes followed his instincts, but stopped as he passed the door of a hospital room.

Her appearance was reflected on the glass of the room door.

Time seemed to suddenly rewind years ago, she was much shorter, and she was still wearing a swordsman's suit for cultivation, and she remembered that she always had no time to take off her swordsman's suit, so she hurried to this place.

The wind chimes quickened her pace, and she felt like she was in a race against time.

Ascending the familiar stairwell, she saw the phantoms who ignored her, and with each step, a crack appeared in the dusty memory.

She remembered something and suddenly realized that she wasn't supposed to be here.

Because the gradually recovering memory told her one thing, at this moment, she should be staying in the family in a confined way.

It wasn't long before the family's trial came, and her father had high hopes for her.

At the same time, he also promised her that as long as she could complete the trial well, the family would no longer restrict her freedom of entry and exit, and she could go wherever she wanted and meet anyone she wanted.

The mind is calm, and the heart is like stopping water.

Almost involuntarily, she thought about the mystery of the sword drawing technique, and the days and nights she had spent in her family during her confinement.

Then she heard the doctors talking.

They stood right in the door of the room, seemingly unconcerned that the patient in the bed heard their conversation.

"The test results are out, the whole line collapsed, it shouldn't be able to survive tonight, I'm going to notify the company to enter the recycling process, she has supported it for so long, and the project team is very interested in her."

"But, I've heard of people from her family?"

"When they send it, they will sign the ownership of the body, and they can get a lot of money for it, maybe they wish the child died sooner."

"Do I need to notify my family?"

"I'll let you know."

……

The doctors of Shadow Molded Lake quickly assigned their duties, and they brushed shoulders with the panting wind chimes before quickly disappearing at the end of the hallway.

She looked through the glass on the door and looked at the person in the hospital bed from afar.

The patient seemed to be cold, and she curled up in the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, but even so, it seemed that she could not stop the cold from attacking.

Unlike the last time I saw her, this time there was no one at the bedside, only her.

The alarms of the various instruments around her had reached the point of being a little noisy.

The person in the hospital bed seemed to be unable to endure the cold any longer, and she slowly propped herself up, reaching for the cabinet beside her, and taking out a matchbox that had been placed by someone who had put it inside.

She picked up the long knife leaning against the bedside table again and held it in her arms, as if it would bring her some warmth.

Then, a match was struck.

The match ignited an ice-blue flame, and as if she couldn't feel the heat of the flame, she plunged her mutated finger covered in white scales into the flame.

The first match was quickly burned out, and the ashes fell on the sheets.

The man in the hospital bed no longer seemed satisfied with the short light, and she struck a second match, this time the patient pressed the fire to the quilt.

Before the ice blue flames touched the quilt, someone grabbed her wrist.

The person on the hospital bed was stunned, looking up at the wind chimes that suddenly broke through the door, and the wind chimes were also looking at her.

Wind Chime could clearly see the patient's face, and every detail of her body, she was probably the only person in this hospital who remained clear, her wheezing voice was getting deeper and deeper, and her heart seemed to beat to her throat.

There was a real touch coming from the palm of her hand.

The object she was holding was as cold as ice, so cold that she shivered unconsciously.

At this moment, she finally understood the adventurous advice.

Perhaps, the present is the best ending.

One afternoon, she sensed something, and escaped from the family by avoiding all the guards and servants, and then rushed to the hospital in spite of it, and broke in at the last moment.

Wind Chime's hand was a little numb from the cold, but it allowed her to hold the other harder.

Those dusty memories kept flashing in her mind, and they kept reminding her of something.

At this moment, she couldn't be here.

After the two doctors left, the other was left alone in the ward, so no one would stop her from lighting the quilt.

She found out about it three days later.

As a result of the fire, one person died and 12 were injured.

The staff of Mansheng Pharmaceutical found her saber in the burned-out ward and returned it to herself.

And the person in the hospital bed......

In the words of the company clerk, the fire burned everything to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

For a moment, Wind Chimes had the idea of stopping time in this moment, perhaps to preserve this relatively perfect ending, so that she would not have to return to reality and face another version of the ending that memory offered her.

The fact is that before the fire, she had not been to the hospital for nearly half a month due to confinement.

She had never heard the two doctors talk, and she didn't know how the other had made the last step in her life.

Wind Chimes didn't know how long she had been on the side of the bed, but she and the people in the bed were silent.

Until, when she saw a relieved smile on the other party's face, she fumbled for the capsule and slowly sent it to the wind chime's mouth.

In an instant, all the light disappeared without a trace.

The peeling walls reveal that they have burned out.

The bed and the people above it were gone.

The bone-chilling cold spread to Wind Chime's body, and it was as cold as hell, and she was on the border line to hell at the moment.

There was no longer any warm sight, only a monster with a hideous and terrifying face in front of her, her huge body occupied almost the entire hospital room, and the silhouette of a human was still on the monster's body.

The monster was looking down at the wind chimes, and his eyes were a little timid.

However, in the face of this ugly monster that could scare anyone into nightmares for days, Wind Chime squinted and laughed.

She stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her hands around the monster's body.

- "Welcome home. ”