C292 Is Death the Only Way to Free You?

After leaving Ou Jingyue's house and preparing to return home, Su Ziye received a call from Ou Jingfeng.

Seeing that it was Ou Jingfeng, Su Ziye immediately parked the car to the side and answered the call.

"Feng?" Su Ziye was a little nervous.

"Ziye..." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little strained, "Can you... come to my house...? One trip... "

"What's wrong with you?" Su Ziye immediately turned the car in the direction of Ou Jingfeng.

"My body... It hurts..." Ou Jingfeng said intermittently, "It hurts..."

"I'll be right there!"

Ou Jingfeng had been living alone. Su Ziye did not feel at ease at first, but Ou Jingfeng said that he wanted to live a quiet life by himself and promised him that once something abnormal happened to his body, he would immediately call him.

Now that he heard Ou Jingfeng's voice, he must have endured it for a long time. Otherwise, he would not be unable to say a complete sentence.

Ou Jingfeng's body couldn't be treated with any medicine. His body rejected all medicine, especially since he had recently used the poison made by Su Yeran twice. Other than that medicine, there was almost no other medicine that could suppress it.

Su Yeran wanted to use poison to fight the poison and cure Ou Jingfeng's body. She wanted to think of a way to cure the poison, but Su Ziye did not agree with this kind of treatment. That kind of poison would once again corrode his body. In the end, whether his body could withstand it or not was still unknown.

Su Ziye did not bring Su Yeran to develop the poison. He drove straight to Ou Jingfeng's residence.

Unlike them who lived in a deserted place, Ou Jingfeng's house was in the city center. It was the only mansion area in the city center. A villa built in the city center that cost an inch of land was seven to eight times the price of other places.

Su Ziye parked the car at the door. He did not care about knocking and climbed over the wall. The door of the house was closed, but the window on the window was open. Su Ziye walked in through the French window without caring about his image.

The living room was messy, and there were even traces of blood.

"Feng!" Su Ziye shouted loudly in the living room, "Feng, where are you?"

There was blood on the staircase.

Su Ziye rushed upstairs, but on the stairs, there were blood marks on almost every step.

"Feng!"

Su Ziye called Ou Jingfeng's name as he walked. He walked to the bedroom door and pushed it open.

In the corner of the bedroom, Ou Jingfeng sat on the floor with his body in his arms.

His body was covered in blood.

He was holding a knife in his hand. His arms and shoulders were full of wounds. His white shirt was almost completely dyed red.

This is...

"Feng?" Su Ziye walked to his side and squatted on the ground, looking at the wounds on his body.

The foldable saber in his hand was given to him by Ou Jingyue. It was used by Ou Jingfeng to protect himself.

Seeing Su Ziye, Ou Jingfeng's desperate face had a sad smile on it, as if a person who was beyond cure was struggling for the last time.

"Ziye?" Ou Jingfeng looked at the blood on his body and looked at Su Ziye in despair. "Ziye, I seem to have... lost control again."

"What's going on?" Su Ziye took the knife from him and threw it aside. He checked the wounds on his body. "Why are you injured like this?"

"I can't control the sound in my head." Ou Jingfeng smiled in despair. "He kept telling me that I should die. He said that living in this world was unnecessary. Ziye, I tried, but I just couldn't control it. "

Self-injury would make the body feel a little better. In order to control the sound in his heart, he could only hurt himself again and again.

He also knew that this wasn't right, and that he should control it. However, he had really tried his best. He had been trying his best these past few days, but he couldn't suppress it at all. What should he do?

Could it be that he really could only die?

Was there really only this path?

Su Ziye's eyes were slightly sore, "What's with the pain in your body?"

"Once I suppress the sound in my head too much, my body will start to hurt, like ten thousand ants biting." Ou Jingfeng grabbed Su Ziye's shirt. "Ziye, what should I do?"

Ou Jingfeng's voice trembled slightly. "Ziye, help me."

Su Ziye suppressed the pain in his heart.

"I don't want to be a burden to everyone. I don't want everyone to worry about me. I want to hide and bear it alone. But Ziye, I can't control myself. What should I do? Tell me, what should I do?"

Only death?

Only death is freedom?

But he didn't want to be defeated. He would rather die on the battlefield than die in the enemy's scheme.

This was too cowardly.

"Now..." Su Ziye tried his best to make his voice sound normal, "Do you still have sound in your head now?"

"Yes." Ou Jingfeng nodded. He said, "He kept saying that he wanted me to die."

He kept saying that day and night, so that he didn't even have time to sleep.

Su Ziye put his finger on his wrist and found that his body had been damaged. This was not the treatment of poison. He needed medicine, but his body would reject any medicine.

In order to alleviate the sound in his brain, Su Ziye inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on his head to calm his brain down.

Then, he went to get a basin of hot water, took off his shirt, and used a towel to wipe away the blood on his body.

The wounds were not deep. Although there were many, it did not affect much and did not cause too big of an injury.

After that, Su Ziye found a medicine box in his room, opened it, and treated his wounds.

"Does your body still feel pain?" Su Ziye asked.

Ou Jingfeng shook his head. "I don't know why, but as long as I listen to the voice in my brain, my body will not be so uncomfortable. Once I resist too much, my body will be very uncomfortable."

"I know," Su Ziye said lightly. "Your body has always been damaged. If you can use medicine, it will not be difficult to cure it, but the difficulty is that your body is rejecting all medicine."

This was the most troublesome.

"Ziye, I remember that day. Kono had said it before. I am his test subject, although I do not know what he is experimenting with. Obviously, I was a failure, but I haven't found anyone else like me yet. But I think he definitely won't give up on the experiment. Maybe we have his test subject by our side. We can't sense it because the experiment was a success. "

Ou Jingfeng said a lot of things in one breath.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he knew everything.

"I have checked your bodies, but I didn't find any problems." Su Ziye frowned. "Besides, no one else showed any abnormalities."

Wen Han and Yue were both warm. It was normal. Su Ziye was sure that there were no problems with their bodies. Then, who did Kono use as a test subject?