My Villain Is Super Sweet (GL) - CHAPTER 45

Hearing the person on the other end seriously say, “She’s mentally ill now, murder isn’t a crime,” the doctor couldn’t help but laugh.

To him, such a statement was nothing more than impotent rage.

He had seen countless women, seemingly proud and aloof, looking down on ordinary people, only to break down in despair. He knew exactly what they looked like when they were in that state.

Some would become completely despondent, giving up the struggle entirely.

Others would resist fiercely, swearing revenge, vowing to kill him, promising that they would never let him off even as ghosts.

But in reality, he was doing fine— in fact, he was getting better and better!

She was just a woman. Even if he gave her a knife, did she really think she would use it?

She probably needed to prepare herself for a long time just to kill a chicken, and when it came time to do it, she would scream and freeze up, unable to go through with it.

The person on the other end of the line heard his laughter but didn’t say much, only sneering coldly. He issued one last warning: “Don’t mess this up for me because of your own selfish desires!”

It’s hard to give good advice to a D*mn fool. He had already warned him, but if anything went wrong…
It wasn’t his problem!

Even though the doctor thought the other person was exaggerating, just trying to prevent him from acting impulsively and ruining things, for the sake of the money, he decided to play by the rules.

However, that didn’t stop him from watching Lin Lang through the surveillance cameras.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you’ll never be defeated.

As the effects of the drugs gradually wore off and her strength returned to more than half of what it used to be, Lin Lang began to subtly, with minimal movement, attempt to free her hands from the restraining leather straps.
She observed for two days and concluded that the area she was in was likely a secluded section. She could hear sounds from outside the window, but the noise from the hallway was very sparse. Apart from the nurse who came regularly for meals, the doctors who made rounds in the morning and evening, and the cleaning staff, there was almost no one walking around.

Although this place was as quiet as a deserted area, just by looking at the surveillance cameras in the room, Lin Lang knew she had to be more subtle. It didn’t matter if she made some noise, as the cameras didn’t have sound. But if she made too much movement, it would be noticeable on the monitors.

She usually chose to start her self-rescue actions after the lights went out at night. Using her memory, she continuously exerted force on the lock, and when she got tired, she would pull and stretch the leather straps. She alternated between the two actions, hoping that one of them would loosen, and that would be her success.

After she began her nighttime self-rescue attempts, she also started to speak more during the day, trying to get people to talk.
She didn’t expect anyone inside to say anything useful or help her, but at least from their attitude and expressions during conversations, she could gather some information about the situation.

When the nurse came to feed her medication and food, she acted very calm. After swallowing what was in her mouth, before the nurse could feed her the next spoonful, she softly asked, “Where is this place?”

The nurse glanced at her but didn’t respond. She firmly put the next spoonful of food in Lin Lang’s mouth.

Lin Lang rolled her eyes in frustration.

After a while, she tried again. Seizing the gap between the nurse’s actions, she persistently asked, “How did I end up here? Do you know?”

The nurse remained silent, continuing to feed her.

Lin Lang: ???

So determined to ignore her?

How do they train employees at this cursed place, to be able to act as if they didn’t see anything and not chat during work hours?

But the nurse didn’t seem to harbor any ill intentions toward her. She had always been calm, and when Lin Lang first spoke, there was even a subtle change in her expression, with a hint of pity in her eyes.

Lin Lang was not discouraged and continued to ask questions whenever she had the chance.

“Who’s in charge here?”

“Can I see the doctor? Can I meet the doctor?”

“Could you take me off the bed? At least then I could go to the bathroom on my own.”

This time, the nurse finally reacted, gently shaking her head.

Lin Lang was overjoyed and pressed on with more questions.

But the nurse just looked at her calmly, offering no further response.

After finishing her tasks of feeding and administering medication, the nurse began to clean up and prepare to leave. Before she left, she pointed at her own ear and nodded, then pointed at her mouth and shook her head.

Lin Lang watched the nurse leave in confusion. After a long pause, she finally realized what had just happened.
Ah, so she meant that she could hear, but couldn’t speak?

Was she disabled?

If that was the case, the administrators of this cursed place were quite clever. A disabled person with a fully functioning body wouldn’t hinder work, and it could also prevent any chance of leaking information during conversations with the “patients.” Plus, they could enjoy tax exemptions.
The plan was too well thought out!

The doctor, having observed Lin Lang through the surveillance cameras a few times, felt he had grasped her personality and understood her strongest desire at the moment.

He decided to establish a persona as a kind, considerate, and responsible good doctor in front of Lin Lang.

He had experience with this— the more the other person saw him as a good person, the more they would crumble when finally destroyed.

By just cooperating with the little performance, he could reap even sweeter rewards. Why not?

Therefore, on the morning of the third day of the new year, during the routine doctor’s rounds after administering the injection, he gently asked Lin Lang, “Do you feel uncomfortable after taking the medication?”

Lin Lang gave him a glance, as if looking at an idiot: “Anyone in my position would feel uncomfortable, lying here day in and day out. Forget about the medicine, even if I ate dragon’s liver and phoenix’s gall, it would only make me feel worse.”

The doctor was slightly disturbed by her gaze, his expression twisting for a moment.

He quickly masked it, returning a warm smile that made one feel like they were basking in spring sunshine: “Oh? Well, you know, your guardian said that you have very strong aggression. In order to protect both of us, we had to take some, uh, measures.”

He gently reassured the “patient”: “As long as we observe you for a while and see that you can control your emotions well, with no strong aggression tendencies, we’ll let you move freely around the room.”

“Oh? A while, huh? How long is your ‘while’?” Lin Lang replied disinterestedly, her face clearly saying, “I’m just watching you make up your story.”

The doctor suppressed his discomfort and maintained the gentle persona, refusing to let his act slip.

The persona could not collapse!

He bit back his frustration and vaguely responded, “Well, at least for the duration of one treatment cycle. It’ll take about ten days to half a month.”

Lin Lang’s mind stirred. Ten days to half a month?

From another perspective, these people intended to keep her locked up here for at least ten days to half a month. But was there something significant about this time frame?

What were they after?

This was really making her head spin!

“Ten days to half a month?” Lin Lang seemed to lower her gaze in apparent disappointment.

The doctor smiled faintly, his voice laced with a hint of persuasion: “As long as you cooperate with the treatment and control your emotions well, you can move freely within the room. You might even be able to go outside and enjoy some sunlight.”

Lin Lang seemed utterly uninterested, giving the doctor another looks of disdain, before falling silent again.

The doctor, frustrated and unwilling to continue the performance, hurriedly left.

He wasn’t worried at all that he wouldn’t break Lin Lang. After all, she only interacted with two people all day: him and the nurse who could only hear and couldn’t speak.

The only person she could communicate with was him.

The more she held herself up, the more indifferent she was to him, treating him like garbage. The more it drove him crazy, itching to act.

He couldn’t wait for the day he could finally make his move.
After leaving the room, the doctor’s eyes flickered. There was actually no need to wait fifteen days, right?

If the dosage was increased, results could be delivered in 7 to 10 days.

The quality might be slightly affected, but not by much. The only real impact would be the significant side effects on the mother’s body due to the high-intensity medication over a short period of time.

But who would care?

If it weren’t for the significant emotional fluctuations that usually occur when a person experiences great trauma, which could greatly affect the quality of the eggs and possibly cause everything to fail, he wouldn’t even wait a day longer.

Starting from the fourth day, he increased the dosage. To be cautious, after the injection on the fifth morning, the doctor arranged for Lin Lang to undergo another round of tests to check her various indicators.

Lin Lang found it quite odd when the nurse wheeled her bed out of the room.

“Where are you taking me? What are you going to do?”

She didn’t need an answer, instead trying to prop herself up and looking around as much as she could.

The corridor wasn’t long, only six rooms in total, arranged in two rows of three. However, when they reached the corner, the nurse swiped a card to open a separate door, and once it was pushed open, the passage beyond was still quiet and dim. It wasn’t until the nurse swiped a second door open that the sounds of chatter and activity grew distant.

Lin Lang suddenly realized—this was the normal part of the rehabilitation center, wasn’t it?

They weren’t worried about her shouting or calling for help.

After all, shouting for help in other places might result in someone helping, at least calling the police. But in a mental health facility, no one would be moved, it would be considered routine.

“Oh, another one having an episode,” people might think.

They didn’t go to the noisy area. Instead, they walked through another hallway, turned a corner, and stopped in front of a room that looked like a testing facility.

The nurse knocked on the door, and the doctor quickly came to open it.

He didn’t let the nurse push her inside, but rather came out himself, personally pushing her. “Alright, you can come back to pick her up in forty minutes.”

He pushed Lin Lang into the room, all the way to the testing equipment. Still smiling, he said, “Today’s just a check-up to see how things are going. If your indicators are particularly good, you’ll be free very soon.”

Oh? If the indicators were particularly good, once the restrictions were lifted, wouldn’t that mean he could freely do whatever he wanted with Lin Lang?

“Free very soon?” Lin Lang repeated the phrase with an ambiguous tone, a strange smile in her eyes.

The doctor’s smile widened even more.

“Yes, exactly. So you better cooperate with the injections and medications, alright?”

Only then would she truly understand that her cooperation was pushing her deeper into the abyss, and she would deeply regret it, wishing she had never agreed.

Lin Lang replied with an indifferent “oh,” then looked up and began scanning the room, as if genuinely puzzled. “Isn’t there any surveillance in here?”

“Some exams require lifting clothes for inspection, so installing surveillance isn’t appropriate,” the doctor said casually. He thought to himself, even if there were cameras, he’d just turn them off. Even if he couldn’t make a move right now, he could still get away with some small touches, right?

“No surveillance?” Lin Lang clicked her tongue. “Then what if something happens in there? No one would even know.”

The doctor’s eyes flickered with amusement, his tone light: “What could possibly happen? It’s just a routine checkup.”

As he spoke, he bent down, reaching to lift Lin Lang’s shirt.

Caught completely off guard, he was slammed in the face with a brutal headbutt, stars exploding in his vision!

The next second, a hand grabbed him by the collar and yanked him up, followed by a vicious knee straight to the crotch.

The pain made tears pour from his eyes!

His brain was still thinking, wondering—wasn’t she supposed to be chained to the bed?

No one but him should have been able to unlock it!

While Lin Lang unleashed a storm of wild, creative blows on him, she laughed like a lunatic, spitting out words like bullets.

“No surveillance? Then I can really let loose!”

“You reek of scumbag so bad it’s practically oozing out of your pores, still pretending to be some gentle, caring doctor?!”

Did he really think she couldn’t tell? That night, it was this idiot who coordinated the handover with that bastard father of hers!