The woman on the hospital bed looked rather pitiful; compared to the adult version of Aresa, she was treated much worse.
Her hands and feet were bound, and her mouth was taped shut, making her look like a patient with severe violent and self-harming tendencies.
She had extensive burn marks on her skin, half of her hair was gray and she had fallen out, and she was so thin that she looked completely different.
Cheng Shuang was able to recognize her entirely because of the single round-trip ticket she was holding in her hand.
Unless you are a maintainer, anyone, whether native or wandering, will ignore the ticket to the Gate of Reincarnation, even if they see it.
Sister Juan still refuses to give up on ending the movie world and returning to the convenience store, not because she's waiting for her companions to rescue her, but because she's unwilling to go back like this, which is why she's suffering so much.
As if sensing something unusual by the bedside, Liu Juan's eyelids twitched.
She looks terrible now; half her face and head are disfigured, and charcoal-black scars have spread all over her body, protruding and obvious.
Fortunately, her eyes were unharmed, allowing her to vaguely see the person in the long period of darkness.
When Liu Juan found Cheng Shuang lying in front of her bed, unsure whether she should touch her, tears streamed down her face.
"Baby... Am I dreaming?" Her voice was hoarse from the smoke, like the roughest sandpaper. Because her mouth was sealed with tape, every word was escaping from between her teeth.
Cheng Shuang wanted to wipe away her tears, but looking at the crisscrossing burns on her face, she didn't know what to do. The girl almost gritted her teeth and demanded, "Why don't you go back!"
As she asked, she looked down and tried to untie the rope binding Liu Juan's wrists and ankles, while simultaneously covering her own moist eyes.
She felt sorry for Juan's experiences and perseverance, but she just couldn't understand it. What kind of inner conflict could make someone willing to endure all the hardships?
You should know that Sister Juan is not usually this strong.
She would cry out in pain when she was hurt, and she would grumble and complain when she was wronged. She was just an extremely ordinary girl who was also a little fragile, a little soft and a little sentimental.
She was no different from any other ordinary girl next door.
But now she lies here, for a full thirty years.
Cheng Shuang remembered that it had been thirty years since Alessa was burned at the stake. If Liu Juan was also injured at that time...
The little girl was furious, but she didn't know who to vent her emotions to. She angrily wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and buried her head in trying to untie the rope.
Perhaps due to the long period of time, the hemp rope and the injured skin stuck together, and with the slightest touch, it seemed as if the charcoal-black skin was being torn apart.
Cheng was flustered, but his movements were extremely light, so much so that he couldn't untie it for a long time.
The policewoman couldn't stand it any longer. She glanced at Ross, who was staring blankly again, stepped forward, and whispered, "I'll do it!" She then took over from Cheng Shuang, pulled out a small dagger, and cut the ropes one by one.
As for the tape on her mouth, she didn't dare to tear it off casually, because it was very likely to tear her fragile, burned skin.
"Who put the tape on you?" This person is really ruthless, completely cutting off Liu Juan's hope of getting medicine and healing her wounds.
Cheng Shuang asked softly.
Although her expression didn't change much, the policewoman felt a chill run down her spine as she watched as Liu Juan pulled out a small porcelain bottle from somewhere and, just as Liu Juan uttered the name, ripped the tape off with a swift motion.
Beneath her charcoal-black skin lay normal flesh and blood, the hot blood splattering directly onto the little girl's face. The crimson color accentuated her increasingly calm and indifferent expression, like the most innocent yet cruel child in the world, wielding a vicious weapon, and flashing a sweet smile at each victim.
The policewoman instinctively reached for the gun holster at her waist. The psychological tremor she had never experienced even when facing the most vicious criminals affected her mind, causing her muscles to tense up, as if she were encountering the Triangle Head Man at close range. She felt so tense and powerless that she could hardly breathe.
Until she saw the young girl quickly pour a bottle of medicine into the woman's mouth, indiscriminately pouring in all sorts of random pills, just as the policewoman thought she was witnessing a murder, an extremely shocking scene unfolded: the woman's charcoal-black skin slowly peeled off, revealing bright red flesh and blood. The skin visibly underwent a repair process, covering the flesh and blood, presenting a delicate pink color.
The wounds on the woman's face healed first, followed by her upper body, and finally the charcoal blackening on her lower body was replaced by thick scars.
Her legs weren't fully healed, but anyone who saw them could tell that they were on the road to recovery.
The policewoman stared at Cheng Shuang in astonishment, then couldn't help but look at the medicine bottle in her hand. At that moment, her mind wandered inappropriately, conjuring up images of a secret research institute in a remote town, a child prodigy in medicine, and a visit from aliens in science fiction.
She went through every bizarre event she could think of in her mind.
After all, the monsters she encountered in Silent Hill had vividly shown her that the world was not entirely materialistic.
The policewoman's utterly bewildered expression amused Cheng Shuang, who maintained a straight face. She wasn't afraid of the people in the movie knowing she possessed the magical pills; even if the policewoman escaped Silent Hill, no one would believe her.
Even if they believed it, they still couldn't find any trace of Cheng Shuang.
Liu Juan slowly passed through the crucial period of her body's recovery. She glanced at her legs but didn't ask the young girl why she wasn't being fully healed.
She knew the little girl was angry.
Liu Juan sighed silently, took out the powder pill, and obediently ate it. Then she put on the softest silk robe in the space compartment, moved closer to Cheng Shuang, and couldn't help but pat the little girl's head.
Cheng Shuang didn't want to talk to anyone; she hated people who didn't cherish her. But this was her sister Juan. When she felt Liu Juan's trembling hands, the girl couldn't help herself and buried her head in the woman's arms. Because she was careful about Liu Juan's newly healed skin, she only touched her gently and didn't dare to use force. Her small hands tightly gripped the silk nightgown, refusing to let go.
"I'm fine! I'm really fine!"
He watched helplessly as the policewoman transformed from nothingness into pajamas once again, his face completely numb. Ha, now if you told her the Earth was flat and humans were virtual, she would believe it without a doubt... No, that's still a bit far-fetched.
The policewoman sighed, her worldview being reshaped again and again – it was truly thrilling!
"It was Chrisbella who tied me up," Liu Juan briefly recounted her experience.
“I came here thirty years ago as a Chinese teacher at a small-town school. Back then, I ridiculously wanted to protect Alessa…”
A strange foreigner, single-handedly wanting to take on the entire town, Cheng Shuang sighed softly. Sister Juan wasn't usually this irrational; her inner turmoil was definitely related to several factors—the child being bullied, the mother being misled, and ultimately, the bullying and death.
At Liu Juan's age, it would be either her sister who suffered a terrible tragedy, or her child...
The answer was right in front of her, but the little girl couldn't bear to reopen her wounds.
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