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.

hand tightly. “Can you hold

and his eyes

walking corpse, numb and

could imprison his soul and paralyze his

raised the corners of his mouth, knowing that the drugs had taken

come here,” he spoke again.

excitement, as if he was conducting some kind of bizarre experiment.

His brows slightly furrowed, as if he was trying hard to

released the hand that had been protecting

couldn’t hold back 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

come back with

me away

doctors from the psychiatric hospital let out a sigh of rellef.

that he was a bit more resistant to drugs than

average patient.

raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, provoking

out for her.”

Michael to keep an eye on me.

to take my hand. “Stephle, Steven should

treatment.”

effective treatment for mental patients in the

I

clenched my fists

to his brain.

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

arms around me, trapping me in his

me. He didn’t have the right to perform such surgery on Steven, but I was still afraid…