Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 991

"Open the door."

Juniper walks in and stops next to the man. She gets a clear look at his face.

Emaciated body, sunken features, barely breathing...

And more importantly, his arms are covered in needle marks, and his hands are bruised purple from torture.

One word comes to mind: *Horrifying.*

This kind of existence is worse than death.

The lack of ventilation and the overwhelming stench of antiseptics and medication makes it hard to breathe. Looking at his face, Juniper feels a heavy weight pressing down on her chest.

"Dr. Nocturne, are you alright?" Luella asks, noticing her pale complexion.

"I'm fine," Juniper says, forcing herself to focus. "Tell me about the patient."

"Fluid in his lungs, blood infection, severe head trauma..." Corvus Thorne toys with his prayer beads, slowly listing the symptoms with a mocking tone. "He's died countless times, and I keep pulling him back. I've just been keeping him as a living corpse."

He speaks as if the man were just a stray dog.

"Fluid in his lungs?" Juniper examines his injuries and the previous medical reports, her brows knitting tightly. "How did he injure his head?"

"Impact." Corvus points to a nearby wall, shrugging lightly. "Over there."

Juniper follows his gaze. There is a deep dent in the reinforced steel wall. What kind of force would it take to leave a dent like that? No wonder the photos in the report were a bloody mess.

"And the needle marks on his arms?" Juniper asks, suppressing the nausea churning in her stomach.

"Blood transfusions." Corvus turns his head, his gaze landing on Juniper. "His blood has some use. I draw it every six months."

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