Chapter 863: Life and Death, the Past (Part 2)
Two young lives disappeared just like that.
In order to make little Ruanqi the most perfect work of art, Jiang Chunian kept torturing her nerves in this way.
In his opinion, a perfect work of art is like a painting hanging in a window, which should not have any emotions. Therefore, Ruan Qi does not need to have human emotions.
In order to turn her into an inorganic, emotionless object, Jiang Chunian repeatedly forced her to make choices. One died, one lived, who lived and who died, all had to be decided by Ruan Qi. Only Ruan Qi could decide the life and death of those children.
How wonderful it sounds to decide the life and death of others.
But for a little girl with flesh and blood who has been determined to save lives since childhood, this is the cruelest thing in the world.
She didn't want to dominate anyone's life or death, nor did she want anyone to lose their life because of her choice.
However, Jiang Chunian would not do as she wished.
If she doesn't choose, then several children will die. If she chooses, then someone will still die.
This is an unsolvable problem.
After being tortured again and again, little Ruan Qi began to collapse.
Until one day, Jiang Chunian tied the two children in front of her again and asked her to make a choice.
"Let's try something new this time." He forced her chin up and said, "Don't you dislike people dying? I won't let them die today, but I have one condition."
He pointed at the two children and looked at Ruan Qi with a strange and twisted look: "As long as you can drink ten cups of blood from their bodies, I will let them go."
This condition made little Ruan Qi shudder.
Humans are not beasts. Beasts can eat the flesh and drink the blood of their own kind because they have no self-awareness or self-consciousness.
But not.
No one with a conscience would drink the blood of their own kind. Even an uneducated three-year-old child knows that human blood should not be drunk.
Nie Beilou's years of teaching Ruan Qi made it impossible for her to accept this condition. She shook her head repeatedly, her eyes filled with sorrow and pleading.
But this pitiful look did not move Jiang Chunian. Rather than seeing such a look full of human emotions, he would rather see inhuman indifference in Ruan Qi's eyes.
To achieve his goal, he put a dagger to the throat of child number 20.
"Baby," he smiled cruelly at Ruan Qi, his words more terrifying than the devil's chant, "I'll only give you ten seconds. If you don't want to drink blood, I'll kill him."
Nine-year-old Ruan Qi had completely collapsed after several days of mental torture.
She could no longer bear the thought of someone dying because of her. In desperation, she hesitated for only three seconds before she collapsed and screamed.
"I drink! Don't kill him, I drink!"
Jiang Chunian seemed to have anticipated this outcome. He laughed, then swung the dagger in his hand, moving it from the throat of child number 20 to his arm, stabbing it fiercely.
Warm blood soon gushed out.
Jiang Chunian filled a red wine glass with blood and then had someone bring it to Ruan Qi.
"Drink it."
Little Ruan Qi took the wine glass with her cold and trembling hands.
She looked at the blood in the wine glass and tears rolled down her cheeks.
From a psychological perspective, if you want to completely change someone, you first have to destroy their bottom line. For example, if someone is cowardly, you can make them kill; if someone is chaste, you can make them visit prostitutes; if someone has a high sense of morality, you can make them rape and rob.
When a person's bottom line is gone, he changes completely.
Humans without bottom line are no different from beasts.
Ruan Qi had been educated for so many years, and the motto "saving the dying and healing the wounded" was ingrained in her. Kindness was her bottom line. If this bottom line was broken, she would fall completely into darkness.
What Jiang Chunian wanted was to let her sink into darkness, ignore the world, and become his perfect work of art.
He smiled wildly as he watched the little girl tremblingly pick up the wine glass, the edge of the glass getting closer and closer to her lips.
Big tears slid down his pale face and fell into the blood in the wine glass, splashing blood flowers.
The cup was so close that little Ruanqi could already smell the smell of blood.
She had been with Nie Beilou since she was little, and had seen all sorts of surgeries and smelled all sorts of blood. But never had she felt so sickened by the sight of blood as she did now.
Ruan Qi's stomach began to churn physiologically.
Her little hands tightly grasped the wine glass, her arms seemed to be frozen, and she could not move the wine glass any closer to her lips.
Seeing her hesitating, Jiang Chunian pointed the tip of the dagger at child number 20 again.
"Baby, you only have ten seconds to hesitate."
The sharp tip of the knife slowly pierced into the neck of child number 20. Amidst the shrill cries, a trickle of blood flowed out from the tip of the knife, wetting the child's dirty clothes.
Looking at the child's eyes filled with fear and pleading, little Ruanqi knew that she had no way out.
The remaining light in her eyes gradually died out, and only a dead silence remained in the depths of her beautiful peach blossom eyes.
The rim of the wine glass was getting closer and closer to her lips.
Little Ruan Qi had no expression on her face, like a porcelain doll that had lost its emotions, and her bloodless lips slowly opened.
Seeing the edge of the wine glass about to touch her lips, Jiang Chunian's mouth curled up in an exaggerated and twisted arc.
He stared at her intently, with a crazy light raging in his dark eyes.
Xiao Ruanqi closed her eyes.
The hand holding the wine glass raised slightly.
The blood in the cup flowed into her mouth along with her movements.
However, just as it was about to flow into his mouth, Ruan Qi suddenly stopped and his whole body trembled violently.
puff--!
A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.
The scalding blood sprayed right into the wine glass, mixing with the blood of child number 20. Ruan Qi opened her eyes, looked at the hand filled with blood and the glass, and her body could no longer hold on, slowly falling to the ground.
Jiang Chunian's face changed drastically.
He threw away child number 20, rushed to Ruan Qi, and picked her up from the ground.
"What's going on? Where's the doctor? Call the doctor over!"
What followed was chaos and war.
Something had happened to Jiang Chunian's favorite porcelain doll, and everyone in Xiaoyao Manor was worried. The doctor rushed over as quickly as possible, and after a thorough examination, he came to the conclusion:
Ruan Qi vomited blood because of the stimulation and anger.
"Then why is she unconscious?"
Doctor: "It's also caused by impatience. Children are weak and can't handle things like adults. They can't handle even the slightest stimulation. Sir, I suggest you let her rest for two days. Otherwise, if she continues to be stimulated like this, her life is very likely to be in danger."
Jiang Chunian's face was as gloomy as water, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed a dangerous light.
He stared at Ruan Qi's face for a long time before speaking in a deep voice, "A perfect work of art doesn't need rest, it just needs to be obedient. Give her some medicine, let her sleep for a day, and continue tomorrow."
There is one more chapter, which will be updated in the afternoon.
Please allow me to shout it out ten thousand times again—Jiang Chunian, die for me! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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