Chapter 476 Control

After leaving school, Xia Yan didn't want to return to the cruise ship so early.

Standing there and looking around, her eyes were attracted by two big red characters, and then she remembered that she should go and see Gan Zijing.

He was transferred to the inpatient department and learned from the information desk that he was assigned to the 8th floor.

There is never a shortage of people in the hospital at any time. Xia Yan stood in the corner of the elevator, listening to them talking about their illnesses and the environment. He felt that life was getting better and better, and began to plan for the future.

"When I'm completely recovered, I plan to work for Director Sangji."

Suddenly hearing an acquaintance's name, Xia Yan couldn't help but look over. The smooth elevator door reflected a woman who was talking eloquently and looked a little old.

Although her skin was dark brown, after a period of recuperation, her cheeks became plump and healthy.

The patient next to her seemed to be in the same ward as her.

"Farming? That's a good job. You won't starve anyway. I love food now. I really enjoy it. Sometimes I even dream of drying rice. It's all golden. Just looking at it makes me feel at ease."

"Of course not. Counting back three or four generations, we are all farmers. We treasure the land from the bottom of our hearts."

"Hey, I don't know when Director Sangji will come back to recruit again. The last time he came here to recruit, I couldn't even get out of bed. I heard from the applicants that the job was great and they even provided food.

The most important thing is that Director Sangji also promised that after the autumn harvest, any excess production will be divided equally among the workers!"

"Is there such a good thing?"

The people who were listening in the elevator couldn't hold their composure anymore and started to speak out.

"Yeah, don't you know? That base has expanded quite a bit. It's full of greenery and things are growing really well."

Xia Yan really didn't know.

"Are there any requirements for hiring? We've never done farm work before, so we just have the strength..."

The woman glanced at the speaker and shook her head. "I don't know. Captain Sangji always gives priority to those with disabilities or those who can't go out hunting when recruiting. You might..."

"How can this be considered discrimination? I can't just cut my hand off, can I?"

"Young man, don't say anything careless. You have all your hands and feet, so you can support yourself. How do those disabled people survive? I think what he is doing is right."

The atmosphere was a bit solemn. Fortunately, the elevator stopped at this moment and everyone walked out. When the door closed again, only Xia Yan was left.

We have reached the eighth floor.

When Xia Yan walked out of the elevator, he saw Fan Shuyi waiting to get medicine at the nurse's station. He found that she was shrouded in melancholy and seemed to be sad from head to toe.

"Where's Gan Zijing?"

Fan Shuyi slowly turned her head, "...You're here. He's much better now. He's sleeping now."

She took the medicine brought by the nurse and took Xia Yan over.

"The doctor gave him an injection, but I didn't expect the stabilizing effect to be the same."

They stood in front of the transparent glass. A handsome man was lying on the single bed inside. When he closed his eyes and slept, he looked quiet and beautiful like an angel descended to the earth. His overall outline was clean and smooth, as if it was carved by a magic knife.

Xia Yan noticed that only a heartbeat monitoring machine was working, and there wasn't even an IV drip.

"He doesn't need nutrient solution?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Shuyi took out the test results, her eyes drooping as if she was about to cry.

"The doctor said Zijing was in excellent physical condition and had no shortage of nutrients, but he asked me why it showed that he had been undergoing continuous plastic surgery on his face."

Xia Yan was surprised, "In the laboratory..."

"...Well, if he hadn't quietly called out my name while he was awake, I wouldn't have recognized him at all, and I wouldn't have imagined he would be forced to undergo plastic surgery. His original appearance was perfect..."

Fan Shuyi's palms were wet with sweat. In order to calm down, she bit her lips and dug her fingers deep into her palms.

A nurse passed by with a spray bottle, and after a few hissing sounds, the pungent smell of disinfectant rushed into my nasal cavity.

Fan Shuyi's eyes were filled with pain. She held her breath and looked at the unconscious Gan Zijing.

How desperate he must have been at that time, losing control of his body, and watching a group of demons in white clothes push him into the laboratory, cutting his face and body one by one, as if they were carefully carving a product, and they would start over if they were not satisfied.

"He's changed a bit since the last time we met. His nose is straighter. The doctor said he's missing some ribs and ear cartilage, and there are traces of fat filling under his skin... He just looks good."

Fan Shuyi squatted down, choking with sobs, covering her face with her hands, tears falling like lines, as if she was a frightened ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Xia Yan understood the helplessness deep in her heart. They grew up in a peaceful and orderly environment under the bright sunshine. They knew that darkness existed, but they didn't know how terrifying it was. After seeing or experiencing it, their thought system would completely collapse.

This is a difficult and painful restructuring process.

Her gaze shifted to Gan Zijing. If he woke up, how would he greet his future life?

If the final insult of death is the loss of control over one's body, then they are even more pitiful, as even their lives are in the hands of their abusers.

When Xia Yan remembered what the guard had accidentally let slip during their conversation, that Gan Zijing was one of the very few people who could survive, she felt a chill down her spine.

"I have to go over there. If anything happens, you can ask Xiong Xiong for help, or ask the doctors or the soldiers stationed at the hospital. They will all help you."

Fan Shuyi raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, and nodded dejectedly.

...

"You look unhappy?"

At the deck railing, Chu Wanfu stopped one meter away from Xia Yan and, imitating her, put his arm on it.

"Well, not good."

Xia Yan looked down at the turbid sea water and replied dejectedly.

"What happened? Do you need to talk to me? Maybe I can help you."

He waited for a while but didn't hear any sound. He turned his head and saw Xia Yan facing him, but his eyes were looking past him into the distance.

She seemed to see something incomprehensible, and her brows gradually furrowed.

"Look, the boat is heading that way," she said.

Chu Wanfu turned around obediently.

The sea was not calm, with orange waves rising up in the turbulent waves. The sun had not yet completely set into the seabed, and with the afterglow, one could clearly see the direction in which the bow was pointing, which was a small island the size of a palm.

Perhaps because they were standing high, they could see straight from one side of the island to the other. The whole island was very flat, with no vegetation, only a small building on super high legs standing in the middle of the island.

"There are people on the shore." Chu Wanfu said, "It seems there are quite a few people."

As the boat got closer, they saw twenty or thirty ragged survivors standing on the shore, their bare feet stepping on the rough sand, the waves licking their calves, and invading farther and farther with each wave.

If this situation continues, the entire island will sink under the sea by nightfall, and will not resurface until the next day when the tide goes out. Looking at the wet and white marks on the pillars of the small building, you can tell that it is just a little above the sea level after high tide.