Chapter 1863 One Life and One Death, the Past (Two More)

Two immature lives just disappeared.

In order to make little Ruan Qi the most perfect work of art, Jiang Chunian kept using this method to torture her nerves.

In his opinion, a perfect work of art is like a painting hanging in a window, and should not have feelings. Therefore, Ruan Qi does not need to have human feelings.

In order to turn her into an inorganic and emotionless object, Jiang Chunian asked her to make choices time and time again. One will die and one will live. Ruan Qi must choose who will live, and only Ruan Qi can 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 of flesh and blood who was determined to save lives and heal the wounded since she was a child, this is the cruelest thing in the world.

She doesn't want to dominate anyone's life or death, and she doesn't want anyone to lose their life because of her choice.

However, Jiang Chunian will not fulfill her wish.

If she doesn't choose, then several children will die. If she chooses, someone will still die.

This is an unsolvable question.

After being tortured again and again, the 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 play something new this time." He forcefully lifted her chin, 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 strange and distorted eyes: "As long as you can drink ten cups of blood in their bodies, I will let them go."

This condition made the little Ruan Qi tremble violently.

Humans are not beasts. Wild beasts can eat the flesh and drink the blood of their own kind, that is because they have no self-awareness and self-awareness.

But people are not.

No one with conscience would drink the blood of the same kind. Even an uneducated three-year-old child knows that human blood cannot be drunk.

Nie Beilou's education for Ruan Qi for many years made Ruan Qi unable to accept this condition. She shook her head incessantly, with a look of sadness and pleading in her eyes.

But such a pitiful expression did not move Jiang Chunian. Compared with such eyes full of human emotions, he hopes to see inhuman indifference in Ruan Qi's eyes.

In order to achieve his purpose, he put a dagger in front of No. 20's throat.

"Baby," he smiled cruelly at Ruan Qi, and the words he said were more terrifying than the devil's chant, "I only give you ten seconds. If you don't want to drink blood, I will kill him."

Ruan Qi, who was only nine years old, had already collapsed after a few days of mental torture.

She could no longer bear someone dying because of her. In desperation, she only hesitated for three seconds before breaking down and screaming.

"I drink! Don't kill him, I drink!"

Jiang Chunian seemed to have expected this result. He laughed, turned the dagger in his hand, from No. 20's throat to his arm, and stabbed hard.

Warm blood soon gushed out.

Jiang Chunian filled a red wine glass with blood, and then sent it to Ruan Qi.

"Drink it."

The little Ruan Qi tremblingly took the wine glass with cold hands.

She looked at the blood in the wine glass, and tears rolled down her face.

From a psychological point of view, if you want to completely change a person, you must first destroy his bottom line. For example, if a person is timid, let him kill; if a person is clean, let him go whoring; if a person has a high sense of morality, let him rape and plunder.

When a person's bottom line no longer exists, he changes completely.

Human beings without a bottom line are no different from beasts.

Ruan Qi has received so many years of education, and the words "saving the dying and healing the wounded" are engraved in her bones. Kindness is her bottom line. If this bottom line is broken, then she will be completely plunged into darkness.

And what Jiang Chunian wanted was for her to sink into the darkness, ignore the world, and just be his perfect artwork.

He smiled wildly as he watched the little girl tremblingly pick up the wine glass, and the edge of the wine glass was getting closer and closer to her lips.

Big tears rolled down from the pale face and smashed into the blood in the wine glass, splashing bloody flowers one by one.

The cup was close at hand, and little Ruan Qi could already smell the smell of blood.

She grew up by Nie Beilou's side, and she was used to seeing all kinds of operations and smelling all kinds of blood. But there has never been a time when blood has made her feel sick like it is now.

Ruan Qi's stomach churned physiologically.

Her little hand tightly clutched the wine glass, her arms seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't get the wine glass closer to her lips no matter what.

Seeing her dawdling, Jiang Chunian pointed the tip of the dagger at child No. 20 again.

"Honey, you only have ten seconds left to hesitate."

The sharp tip of the knife slowly pierced into the neck of child No. 20. Amidst the screams and howls, a trace of blood gushed out from the tip of the knife, wetting the child's dirty clothes.

Looking at the child's eyes full of fear and pleading, little Ruan Qi knew that there was no way out for her.

The remaining light in her eyes gradually extinguished, and there was only a dead silence in the depths of her beautiful peach eyes.

The edge of the wine glass was getting closer and closer to her lips.

The little Ruan Qi was expressionless, like a porcelain doll that had lost all emotion, her bloodless lips slowly opened.

Seeing that the edge of the wine glass was about to stick to her lips, the corners of Jiang Chunian's mouth curled up in an exaggerated and distorted arc.

He stared at her fiercely, with a crazy light raging in his dark eyes.

Little Ruan Qi closed her eyes.

The hand holding the wine glass slightly raised.

The blood in the cup flowed to her mouth along with her movements.

However, just when it was about to flow into the mouth, Ruan Qi's movements suddenly stopped, and his whole body trembled violently.

puff--!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth.

Hot blood was sprayed into the wine glass and mixed with the blood of child No. 20. Ruan Qi opened her eyes and looked at the hand that was full of blood, her body couldn't hold on any longer, and she slowly fell to the ground.

Jiang Chunian's expression suddenly changed.

He threw away child No. 20, rushed to Ruan Qi's side, and picked her up from the ground.

"What's going on? Where's the doctor? Call the doctor!"

What followed was chaos.

There was something wrong with Jiang Chunian's favorite porcelain doll, and everyone in Xiaoyaozhuang was aroused. The doctor arrived as quickly as possible, and after some examinations, the result was——

Ruan Qi vomited out a mouthful of blood because she was stimulated and became anxious.

"Then why is she unconscious?"

Doctor: "It's also caused by rushing to the heart. Children are weak, unlike adults who can handle things. They can't bear it after a little stimulation. Sir, I suggest you let her rest for two days, otherwise, if you continue to stimulate her like this, her life may be in danger."

Jiang Chunian's face was as gloomy as water, and his slightly squinted eyes revealed a dangerous light.

He stared at Ruan Qi's face for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "A perfect work of art doesn't need rest, it just needs to be obedient. Prescribe some medicine for her, let her sleep for a day, and continue tomorrow."

There is another chapter, which will be updated in the afternoon.

Please allow me to shout 10,000 times again—Jiang Chunian, die to me! ! ! !