Revenge After Death

Chapter 311

“Dr. Jones…” The doctor next to him hesitated as this was clearly inhumane..

No conscientious doctor would want to torture a mental patient like this.

Steven was a mental patient, but he was also a human being.

They looked away but didn’t dare to speak up.

In Huma Psychiatric Hospital, apart from the dean, Peter had the most power and Influence. Not to mention, Peter was the dean’s son–in–law. No one dared to defy or question him.

Peter glanced coldly at the doctor. “This kind of experimental data is hard to come by.”

I held Steven’s hand tightly and glared angrily at Peter. “You’re the real monster.”

Peter just looked at me with an inscrutable expression.

On the side, Michael seemed to understand that something was wrong with Steven. “Dr. Jones, you just

need to take Steven back as soon as possible. There’s no need to…”

“Mike,” Yasmin interjected with teary eyes as she saw Michael wanting to intervene. “Mike, when Steven

goes crazy, it’s too scary. Let’s not interfere. The doctor must have his reasons.”

Michael frowned and subconsciously glanced at me.

He seemed to want me to beg him. It looked like he would continue to speak for me as long as I begged

him.

I didn’t. I just held Steven’s hand tightly. “Can you hold on? Let’s

heavier, and his eyes gradually lost focus.

was like a walking corpse,

could imprison his soul

corners of his mouth, knowing that the drugs had taken

come here,” he spoke again.

held a hint of excitement, as if he was conducting some kind of

stiffened for a moment. His brows slightly furrowed, as if he

that had been

my tears… I hugged him helplessly, not wanting him to be controlled by the drugs but knowing there was nothing I could do. This wasn’t his

and come back with me,” Peter

away and walked

psychiatric hospital let out

after all, just that he was a bit more

average patient.

his mouth triumphantly, provoking me

for her.”

keep an eye on

hand. “Stephle,

treatment.”

what Europeans considered the most effective treatment for mental patients in the mid- 20th century?” Peter turned

I

my

to his brain.

lost control and rushed at him. At that moment, I really wanted to kill him.

me in his embrace. “Stephie!

He didn’t have the right to perform such surgery on Steven, but