Chapter 8 The Severe Punishment from the Man
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Almost in an instant, Jo’s left wrist bled and flowed wantonly in the quilt.
The room began to be filled with the smell of blood.
After a while, the woman on the hospital bed closed her eyes in a coma.
"Finally I am relieved... I hope I will live independently in my next life... Not live for others..."
This was Jo's last hope before she totally lost her consciousness.
She wanted to be free, but someone didn't allow it.
After being rescued, Jo woke up on the third day.
However, there was no smell of disinfectant in the hospital around her. She was brought back to the court by Shepherd where she usually lived.
"You just want to die so much?"
Just when Jo regained some consciousness and couldn't tell whether she was in the world or hell.
She heard the man’s extremely gloomy voice. It could be heard that his tone was furious.
Then, her face was pasted with a cold thing.
"Jo, I remember that you love your beautiful face, don't you?"
The man lowered his tone and he said in a calm way. But for Jo, he was like the king of the hell.
"Jo, if you attempt suicide again, I'll cut you in the face, okay?"
"No!" Jo shook her head violently.
Feeling that the cold sharp dagger almost cut her face, Jo quickly struggled to dodge it with her hand.
But it was at this time that she found that her hand wrapped in gauze was handcuffed to the bed.
Her struggle was doomed to be futile, and the big bed hardly moved.
"Jo, as I said, I don't want you to die now. You can't die! But why are you so disobedient? It makes me very embarrassed. "
While the man was talking, he cut in Jo who kept shaking her head in tears in the face.
As she was blind, her other senses were magnified countless times.
At this moment, Jo suddenly opened her empty eyes wide.
Then the man touched her face.
She could clearly feel that her face was bleeding.
Because the man's slender white fingers were wiping her blood.
"This is the punishment this time. If you dare to commit suicide without my permission next time, it will be more than a cut in your face."
The man said coldly, and was satisfied to see Jo trembling with fear.
It was good that she was afraid, so she didn’t dare to do it the next time!
While watching her coldly, the man took a paper towel and wiped his hand in disgust that had touched blood pack.
He didn’t cue Jo in her face.
But it gave Jo who couldn’t see and touch anything such an illusion.
The woman on the bed was silent with her empty eyes closed. She seemed to be desperate, neither saying anything nor admitting her mistake.
Looking at her, Shepherd sneered and patted Jo's face with the back of the knife.
"Jo, you are not afraid of death, but are you afraid of what I will do with you after your death? If you die, I will donate your body to the hospital for the intern to perform an autopsy and cut your body thousands of times... "
"No, Mr. Shepherd, please don't do that. Don't cut on my body!" At the moment, Jo suddenly had a great reaction. There was strong fear in her trembling voice, and he was shaking all over.
She once lived in the beggar's place. When she was young, what she feared most every day was that the people who controlled them would disable their bodies.
Mutilation was the most feared thing in her life!
She almost cried hoarsely and begged Shepherd, "Mr. Shepherd, please. I won’t kill myself without your permission! Please, don't send me for autopsy! Mr. Shepherd... "
"Jo, as long as you listen to me in the future, I'm still not willing to do that." While Shepherd was talking, he gently touched her face.
"Just"
The next moment, the man's gentle hand suddenly pinched her face hard, "You should be obedient, OK?"
"Yes, yes."
"OK." The man released his hand with satisfaction, then got up and said coldly to the bodyguard guarding Jo at the door, "Watch her carefully. Don't remove the handcuffs. No eating. Only nutrition injections within three days."
"Yes,Mr. Shepherd."
Before the man left, he gently smoothed the hair behind Jo's ears with his hands.
"Jo, reflect here for three days. I'll see you again after three days, okay?"
"OK, OK." Jo subconsciously nodded in fear. Her face that had lost too much blood was even paler at this time.
After the man left, she didn't move in bed.
In the three days, the servant and the doctor went in and out of her bedroom to change her medicine and give her injections. She accepted them completely in silence without resistance.
The whole person looked more and more dead, and became very skinny.
Three days later, when Shepherd came, she was even thinner.
Without the shackles of her wrists, Jo didn't eat immediately when the servant brought breakfast. She didn't have any appetite.
Until she heard Shepherd's voice.
Shepherd just called her name, and she hurried to get the food on the table beside her in fear.
"Mr. Shepherd, It’s not that I don’t eat. I just had a bad appetite. I will eat right now. I must be able to eat a lot so that I can gain much weight to give marrow to Miss Nancy. Don't be angry..."
As Jo said, she stuffed all the food in her hand into her mouth.
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