Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Ye Fan came to the window of Jia Zhang's ward and used the Sacred Heart Technique to blend himself into the environment. Even if someone passed by Ye Fan, they would not notice his presence.

Ye Fan watched Jia Dongxu open the Eye of the Demon King. Jia Dongxu, who was originally asleep, was suddenly brought by Ye Fan to the illusion that Ye Fan had prepared for him.

In reality, Jia Dongxu also twitched for a moment, then became quiet again.

In the dream, Jia Dongxu was forcibly taken into a room by several beardless and feminine men wearing ancient uniforms.

Jia Dongxu looked at everything around him in panic and asked the people holding him, "What are you doing? What are you going to do to me?"

Jia Dongxu was a little confused. He didn't understand why he was suddenly brought here when he was just being affectionate with his wife Qin Huairu.

Moreover, the people around him were all dressed strangely. One of the men, seeing Jia Dongxu struggling, slapped him in the face with a sharp voice, "Humph, what are you doing? Your father has lost your offspring down there, and we are just following orders. You'd better be quiet, otherwise, humph, you'll be in trouble."

When Jia Dongxu heard the man's words, he struggled even harder and shouted, "Who are you? My father died a long time ago. What nonsense are you talking about?"

The man with the sharp voice raised his mouth corners slightly, revealing a sinister smile, and let out a creepy laugh: "Jia Dongxu, Jia Dongxu, you are such a filial son! Your father lost all his money playing cards downstairs and couldn't even pay a penny. He had no choice but to use you to pay off the debt. Who told you unfilial sons not to burn paper money for your dead father?"

When Jia Dongxu heard this, his face turned pale as paper. He widened his eyes in fear and struggled desperately, trying to break free, but to no avail. He shouted anxiously: "Please let me go, I will go burn paper and money for my father, please don't hurt me!"

However, the man remained unmoved, still with a sinister smile on his face, and continued: "It's too late, now you can only use your descendants to repay the debt." After that, he tied Jia Dongxu up to a standing wooden stake, as if he was going to use him as a sacrifice.

The rope was tightly wrapped around Jia Dongxu, almost embedding into his muscles. Jia Dongxu howled in pain, tears and snot flowing down his face. He sobbed and begged for mercy, "Please let me go. I will go burn paper for my father right away and ask him to pay you back the money he owes you."

However, no one responded to Jia Dongxu's cry this time. The feminine man who had just spoken to Jia Dongxu picked up a small knife with a cold glow from the table beside him. The blade was flashing with a cold light, which was chilling.

The man gently wiped the blade with his fingers, a sinister smile appearing on the corners of his mouth: "It's been so many years, and I can finally castrate people again, hehe." His laughter was full of cruelty and distortion, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of this moment.

Jia Dongxu looked at the knife in the man's hand in horror, his eyes filled with despair and fear. His body began to tremble, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down his eyebrows and soaked his cheeks. His face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and he uttered a weak voice: "Let me go, I will go to burn paper for my father and return your money, please don't castrate me, don't castrate me..." However, his cry for mercy did not arouse anyone's sympathy or pity.

The feminine man looked at the people around Jia Dongxu and shouted calmly, "Take off his pants for me."

Jia Dongxu widened his eyes in horror and struggled desperately, but his body could not move at all.

As the feminine man finished speaking, several people came forward and roughly pulled down Jia Dongxu's pants, revealing his white and thin legs.

Jia Dongxu's face turned pale as paper in an instant. He tried to cover his lower body with his hands, but to no avail.

The feminine man covered his mouth and laughed secretly. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it could penetrate one's soul.

"You should get this thing castrated! It doesn't look very useful."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in the feminine man's hand, and the sharp dagger ruthlessly stabbed towards Jia Dongxu's lower body.

Jia Dongxu let out a shrill scream, the sound echoing throughout the room, making people terrified.

In reality, Jia Dongxu suddenly jumped up from the chair beside the bed, his forehead covered with beads of sweat, and he was breathing heavily.

His eyes were filled with fear and panic, as if he had just experienced a terrible nightmare.

Jia Zhang, who was lying on the hospital bed, was awakened by Jia Dongxu's scream. She looked at Jia Dongxu anxiously, her eyes full of worry.

"Dongxu, Dongxu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to call a doctor to see you?" Jia Zhang asked anxiously.

Jia Dongxu took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner fear.

He slowly turned his head, looked at Jia Zhang lying on the hospital bed, and forced a smile.

"Mom, it's okay. I just had a nightmare."

Jia Zhang frowned and looked at Jia Dongxu with dissatisfaction, "You kid, you're so scary."

Jia Dongxu smiled helplessly, secretly glad that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

But the dream was so real that it still made his body feel cold.

He silently told himself that he must leave this depressing hospital as soon as possible tomorrow no matter what.

Jia Dongxu's clothes were already soaked with sweat. Jia Dongxu stood up, took a deep breath, adjusted the stool and sat back down.

Seeing her son sweating profusely, Jia Zhang asked, "Dongxu, what did you dream about? How could you be so scared?"

Jia Dongxu shook his head and said, "It's okay, Mom. It's just a nightmare. Mom, you sleep a little longer. I'll go wash my face."

Having said that, Jia Dongxu stood up and walked out.

Jia Dongxu certainly didn't dare to tell Jia Zhang about this dream, he could only bury this secret deep in his heart. Imagine if Jia Dongxu told Jia Zhang: "Mom, I dreamed that my dad was gambling and losing money, and he actually lost my little dick!" Such words are simply unbearable to hear, so Jia Dongxu chose to remain silent and endure this unspeakable pain alone.

When Jia Dongxu came to the bathroom, he planned to take care of his physiological needs first and then wash his face, but when he reached out to take something out, he was suddenly stunned. He felt something was wrong, so he groped down a few more times, but was shocked to find that the good brother who had accompanied him for many years had disappeared. Instead, there was a small hole with a chicken feather inserted in it. Jia Dongxu hurriedly looked down and confirmed this shocking fact.

Jia Dongxu was terrified and tried to pull out the chicken feathers, but unexpectedly, a stream of yellow liquid gushed out from the hole in the chicken feathers and flowed down the inside of his thigh. This sudden change made Jia Dongxu at a loss, and the original sound of water in the toilet was quickly replaced by his miserable screams.

Outside the hospital, Ye Fan opened the Eye of the Demon King and looked at Jia Dongxu who was yelling with chicken feathers in his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Originally, Ye Fan planned to kill Jia Dongxu directly, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it would be a waste if he did not use the interesting ability of the Demon Emperor's Eye to torture Jia Dongxu severely.