Doctor Wei walked into the room, glanced around, and finally landed on Jing Yingrong.
"Thanks a lot."
Jing Yingrong: "It's not hard."
Dr. Wei: "I'll talk to him alone."
Jing Yingrong nodded, leaned over and took the blade-like object from Ma Shaoyuan's hand, and walked out the door.
The disciple surnamed Zheng came to his senses and quickly followed Jing Yingrong out of the scene.
Before closing the door, Dr. Wei's words faintly floated into their ears:
"This place is called Shixin, and the leader gave it the name. You may know its meaning..."
The door is closed.
Jing Yingrong held the blade-like object in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.
This thing is rectangular, light and thin, made of metal, with small circular holes punched in two corners of one of its long sides.
Looking at it this way, it looks like parts removed from an instrument.
Ji Sha Sword: "Why didn't he just wipe his neck with this thing?"
Jing Yingrong: "Not enough."
Ji Sha Sword: "?"
Jijie Pen: "The mirror means that this object is not enough to break through the person's flesh. The person was once a god. Even if he did not specifically train his body, his physical body will not be too weak. Ordinary sharp weapons may not be able to do anything about it."
Ji Yanzhu: "Oh! - No wonder he has to make it so complicated."
Jijiebi: "His determination to seek death is so determined that it would be difficult for people in Taichu Temple to persuade him to give up."
When Ji Shajian heard this, he asked Jing Yingrong: "You delayed taking action until the end just to see if he was determined enough to seek death?"
When Jing Yingrong teleported to the scene, Ma Shaoyuan and the disciple named Zheng were in a stalemate. She hid her body and watched silently until Ma Shaoyuan cut the catheter and then appeared to stop him.
Jing Yingrong denied the issue of Ji Sha Sword: "No."
Ji Sha Jian: "Then you just want to watch a show?"
Jing Yingrong denied it again, and then said: "In the storybook written by Su Tian, there was a time when God Zhongyan appeared at the last moment like this, which impressed me deeply."
Sanling: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "I want to experience it."
"..."
On the other side, other officers on duty surrounded the disciple named Zheng, asking about what happened in the room just now.
The disciple surnamed Zheng talked about it, and when Jing Yingrong appeared, he unconsciously lowered his voice, but did not hide his gaze on the other party, so others also looked at Jing Yingrong.
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Jing Yingrong ignored the curious or surprised looks. She spread her consciousness towards the place where she and Luo Qi parted ways before, and found that Luo Qi was no longer there. He should have left according to the order of the previous voice.
Not long after, the door opened and Dr. Wei came out.
Her expression was the same as when she came in, making it impossible to guess the outcome of the conversation.
Doctor Wei dismissed the gathered personnel and asked them to go about their business, leaving only a few people behind and ordered them to go into the room to tidy up.
The door was open, and the scene inside was unobstructed.
Ma Shaoyuan sat on the bed, lowered his head, thinking about something, and did not react to the people who came in.
Under the sight of Dr. Wei, the few people got to work, quickly repairing the instruments and returning them to their original positions, then turned off the formation restrictions, and then quietly exited the room.
Doctor Wei looked at Jing Yingrong who was waiting nearby.
"Let's go back."
"Um."
The two returned to An Clinic Pavilion.
Jing Yingrong asked: "Doesn't he want to die?"
Dr. Wei: "Not necessarily. It depends on him considering the results."
"oh."
The conversation should have ended here, but Jijiebi suggested that it wanted to know the content of the persuasion, so Jing Yingrong continued: "What did you talk about?"
Doctor Wei glanced at Jing Yingrong in slight surprise, thought for a moment, and said: "I told him that the sect has prepared an opportunity for them to atone for their sins, and he can choose a new start. What kind of opportunity is it specifically? , only when he decides to live will he be qualified to know."
There was a dark look in her eyes, and there was a hint of meaning in her words.
"Like you said, he, and they, can do a lot."
The face reflected in the mirror slightly tilted the head.
Dr. Wei then talked about the preparation process of Ma Shaoyuan's confession of suicide plan.
It turned out that as early as the third time he woke up, he regained clear consciousness and remembered everything that had happened before.
He killed his relatives and friends, massacred his classmates, and his cultivation was completely ruined. The memories he recalled were like the sky falling, which instantly destroyed his will, leading to the thought of committing suicide.
But his storage utensils weren't with him, and there was no murder weapon in the room, so he had to find another way.
He has been awake since then, but in order not to attract attention, he pretended to be asleep and maintained the illusion of waking up every one or two days. When he woke up, he also pretended to be in a state of unconsciousness in front of the officers on duty.
Slowly, he figured out the rules for the disciples on duty to patrol the room, and secretly observed while others were operating the instruments, eavesdropping on the conversations between the personnel on duty, and gradually deepened his understanding of the unfamiliar equipment.
After learning more about it, he was basically sure that operating the instrument mainly relied on spiritual consciousness, and there were very few places where spiritual power was needed.
Although he lost his cultivation, a small part of his spiritual consciousness still remained.
As for the formation restrictions hidden in the room, even if he didn't understand it, the vision and knowledge of a former god-transformation monk were far beyond comparison with others.
Not only did he see the existence of these things, he also deduced their triggering conditions through observation. Some of them are used for surveillance, but this function will only be performed after detecting abnormal movements.
At this point, the outline of the plan took shape in his mind.
First, find the opportunity when the disciple on duty will not come, and try to operate the instrument with your own hands. When you are proficient enough, you can then rub the boundaries detected by the formation, carefully explore the internal structure of the instrument, and plan how to modify it.
To this day, he has enough confidence to implement it resolutely.
As he had predicted, once the instrument was modified, the leaked energy aura directly triggered the restriction.
He calculated that no one was patrolling the rooms on the ninth floor at this time, and people coming from other floors had no time to stop him.
But what he didn't expect was that an instrument in the room next to him broke down today, and the disciple named Zheng was repairing it at the time.
——This is what the disciple named Zheng told him during their confrontation.
So, his suicide plan that was about to succeed was interrupted by the other party who broke in instantly.
That's the whole story.
After listening to what Dr. Wei said, Jing Yingrong showed a stunned expression.
Jijiebi in the sea of consciousness sighed: "In order to find a way to escape, I have worked hard."
Ji Yanzhu: "That's right, it's not easy."
Ji Sha Jian: "Let's help him."
Ji Yanzhu: "Yi, you want the mirror to fail its duty, you are sinister and insidious."
"whispering sound."
Doctor Wei said to Jing Yingrong: "You once reminded me that they would commit suicide, and I also ordered people to prepare measures, but now it seems that I underestimated their determination and ability."
Jing Yingrong: "Reminder?"
"On the first day you came here, you asked me if protecting everyone here included protecting them. At that time, this was probably what you were referring to."
"Um."
"Maybe you didn't mean to remind me, but if you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have imagined the possibility of this happening."
The two walked through the long corridor connecting the nursing home building and the medical clinic.
As the figure shrinks, the voice gradually fades away.
"What if after thinking about it, he still wants to die?"
"...He has the right to decide his own life..."
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