Unlike others, Fina was sold to the Fools by her parents.

It seems that in their eyes, Fina's infection with Molin Disease is a life that is inferior to nothing.

Mond was unable to treat her, and after barely taking care of the frail and sick her for a few years, the couple, who were facing real problems, gradually reached the final point of their relationship.

At first, it was because she needed precious medicinal materials to barely sustain her life, so her father went to Liyue, the commercial capital, hoping to make more money and then buy better medicinal materials and send them back.

Before leaving, his father promised with a gentle smile: "Don't be afraid, Fina. Although my father may not come back until very late, I promise that I will always love my daughter."

There was no question of whether the medicinal materials were useful or not, but my father just left like this anyway.

He left a promise that in the first year of going to Liyue, medicinal materials would indeed be sent home every month, but then the medicinal materials stopped and his mother could not contact him.

She thought something had happened to her father. In the third year when her mother gritted her teeth and insisted on taking care of herself, news about her father came to her ears in an unexpected way by her mother's acquaintances.

After reading the letter from her friend, my mother paused without covering up. After a moment, she began to curse her father's cruelty in the most vicious words, "Well, Brad, change your name and find a new love... I Curse you to die a good death! How can such a good thing happen if you leave such a sluggish person to enjoy yourself??!!!"

Fina stood behind the ajar door of the room, looking at her strange and twisted mother, and took a step back in panic.

The mask of family affection and illusory love were all crushed into mud by a piece of fluttering letter paper at this moment.

Fina cried and opened the door and asked her mother in a sob voice: "Mom, I...you don't like me anymore?"

She opened her mouth, not knowing how to describe her emotions. She was so sad that she wanted to scratch her skin that was wrapped in bandages. She was so sad that she wanted to remove the broken, undercurrents hidden under the white cloth. Her flesh and blood were cut open, but she could only helplessly support her body against the wall, like a sickly pale feather.

Her mother wiped her tears, and through the blurred vision, Fina saw the black and blue eyes of this haggard woman, as well as the exhaustion that could not be concealed.

Two months later, my father was contacted by my mother through some unknown method, and he returned home for the first time.

He wore expensive clothes, and after a long argument with his mother, everything fell silent again.

"Let's separate. It's good for everyone." Father said, and gave mother a large sum of money. "It can be used to make up for my expenses in the past few years."

Fina reached out with a little anticipation and nervousness, and grabbed the man's sleeve.

"...What about me?" Her blue eyes were bright, with an expectation that she didn't realize she had.

"Your words...I don't need an unhealthy child." The father said.

So Fina looked at her mother.

The gentle woman couldn't bear it, and finally said sorry to her.

after one day.

"I've made inquiries and it seems that there is a cure for your illness. We just want to send you for treatment. Yes, treatment!" Mother murmured to herself several times, as if to convince herself. Finally, she He knelt down and stroked Fina's dull golden hair.

"Fina, forgive me, I'm just doing it for your own good."

Father frowned and urged: "Has everything been resolved? Once it's resolved, I'll go back to Liyue first."

Fina wanted to say something, to understand why things turned out like this, but when her mother's hand touched the back of her neck, she lost consciousness after a sharp pain.

*

When he woke up again, there were other people around him who were also suffering from the disease.

Men, women, old and young, all crowded into this not-too-spacious place. There was only a thin curtain between the beds. The ward was dark, and the smell of the medicine was pungent and unpleasant. She felt dizzy. .

Taking small steps and struggling to reach the edge of the window, Fina stood up on tiptoes and looked out——

The tiny yellow sand and stones stabbed into her face like sharp knives. After a while, her little face was hurt by the shrill wind.

"Here...where is this?"

Just after murmuring this sentence, a deep male voice came from the distance: "You finally woke up, how are you feeling?"

Turning her head, a man with light blue hair and half a sharp mask walked up to her.

Only then did Fina notice that her body was much better than before. She had just walked from the bed to the window without even breathing.

Then the girl opened her eyes slightly.

"Are you...the doctor here? I feel much better!"

The light blue-haired doctor smiled as he recalled: "That's a really good experimental result. It shows that your body has adapted to the medicine I gave you. It has a little bit of toxicity. I thought it was going to fail."

Fina was stunned.

"You seem to be unclear about the situation?" The doctor kindly clarified for her, "Your parents sold you to me personally. Among so many people, you are the only one that I bought through a transaction that was approved by both parties. Experimental subject."

……Sell?

...experiment?

Fina couldn't turn her head around, but soon, the ruthless experimenter didn't have the patience to see how her emotions collapsed.

He raised the syringe in his hand and shook it slowly under Fina's gaze: "That medicine suppressed the Molin disease in your body. You can feel it, right? As long as you inject it on time, you can be like a normal person. Live the same life.”

"But..." He changed the subject, with a bit of cold nonchalance, "If you don't inject the antidote, you will die. This tube in my hand is the antidote, do you want it?"

The eight-year-old child was frightened and backed away, and soon hit the wall.

She was confused and scared, and wanted someone to save her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she remembered that the person closest to her had personally sent her here.

The doctor sighed regretfully: "I still want to see you take this potion, poor lucky guy."

Lucky?

Soon she knew why the doctor said that.

Because in the next second, he randomly selected a patient who was about to die, then inserted the needle in his hand and pushed it to the bottom in one breath.

After a while, the patient became silent.

"As you can see." He actually curled his lips and smiled, "How can I make an unnecessary antidote? But if you don't inject this tube of medicine regularly and quantitatively, whether it's a little more or a little less, you will die."

He seemed to just want to use this incident to tell her to be good and not do things that exceed her own capabilities, so the eight-year-old child stayed in place and nodded unconsciously driven by instinct.

At this moment, this doctor was like a devil in her eyes.

"Please..." Her voice was trembling, and there was deep fear in her eyes that could not be concealed, but her survival instinct drove her to speak, "Don't kill me."

"Don't kill me...save me...doctor."

The doctor showed a faint smile again. He didn't care about Fina's fear, and he didn't hesitate to praise him: "You have recognized your current situation so quickly, even if you are used as a victim, you are not bad."

Used as a sacrifice... grass?

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