The iron gate slowly closed. Feng Renjing grabbed the bars of the small window on the gate and screamed wildly, but no one paid any attention. Only his voice echoed in the empty room.
After a long while, Feng Renjing, his throat hoarse, swayed and collapsed onto the bed, staring blankly at the ground.
The scene in his eyes began to change, as if he had regressed to a few days ago. He was a doctor, a well-known internist in the area. Because of his kind heart and responsible attitude, many people came to him by reputation, and he naturally became the hospital's name.
Logically, as a doctor, he should be indifferent to life and death, but on the contrary, he is too kind. Therefore, he feels guilty for every patient who is not cured, so his mental state is naturally not very good. His colleagues always see him in low spirits and with a bad complexion. In fact, it is just because a lot of negative emotions have accumulated, which has led to poor rest.
Although he had some minor flaws in his personality, he didn't cause any major trouble, so Feng Renjing didn't pay much attention to them. However, after that patient arrived, his life was completely rewritten. The patient was a cancer patient who had been sent to another hospital, but because the other hospital's medical conditions were inadequate, he had to be sent to this more famous hospital to seek better treatment.
As the hospital's best doctor, this patient was naturally sent to his scalpel. Although Feng Renjing was also a little nervous, everything went smoothly at the beginning of the surgery. However, when performing the final resection, the patient's condition suddenly deteriorated. Fortunately, he reacted in time and stabilized the patient's condition, but this caused him great pain.
Although the patient survived, he was unable to move or eat on his own and was kept alive by glucose and liquefied food. However, due to the surgical error, the patient was in constant pain. He was paralyzed and unable to move or even speak. In his immense suffering, he could only express his pain by secreting tears.
Since it was not a medical accident, the patient's family expressed their understanding and only wanted to prolong the patient's life, even though he was suffering from great pain at all times. Feng Renjing heard the reason from the gossipy nurse: it seemed that the patient was a retired cadre with a high pension of 10,000 to 20,000 yuan per month. So these so-called children were willing to let their elderly parents suffer for money so that their own lives could continue to be comfortable.
When Feng Renjing came to apologize to the patient, he saw the old man whose body was covered with tubes to prolong his life. His skin was loose and had lost its elasticity, his aged face was covered with age spots, and his whole body was trembling incessantly due to pain.
Their eyes met!
Feng Renjing couldn't imagine what kind of eyes those were. They were murky, like sewage from a ditch, devoid of any hope for life, filled with the will to die. When they saw Feng Renjing arrive, the man tried to open his eyes wide. Tears welled up in his eyes, whether from dryness or pain, he didn't know. Although he didn't say anything, Feng Renjing understood: Please, let me be free!
Feng Renjing hesitated. He had a happy and fulfilling life, a good job, and if he helped the old man escape his predicament, everything he had would vanish. He initially wanted to refuse, but his nature softened him again, and he agreed to the old man's suggestion. That night, when the nurses changed shifts, he injected the old man with an overdose of potassium chloride. Seeing the old man's gratitude before he died, he felt that everything he had done was meaningful. However, he didn't expect that the old man's grandson, who was changing shifts, would happen to see it, and after calling the police, Feng Renjing was arrested.
"I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong, I did nothing wrong!" Feng Renjing collapsed onto the hard wooden bed, muttering to himself. With each repetition, his voice rose a notch, until finally he burst into maniacal laughter. The laughter carried through the small window in the iron door to the other cells, who smiled indifferently and sighed, "Another one gone mad!"
Snap!
Feng Renjing rolled off the bed onto the floor, the cold ground touching his face, but he remained unmoved, only muttering to himself, "I'm not wrong, the world is wrong. I did everything for their own good, why punish me? Is there really a God in this world?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a magnificent horse burning with golden light strode through the air, lowered its head to meet Feng Renjing's gaze on the ground, ignored Feng Renjing's shock, and rushed into his body. Countless memories flooded in, and the golden light slowly enveloped him, gradually changing his body.
After more than ten minutes, the golden light slowly dissipated. Feng Renjing stood up, his gaze no longer dull but deep, and he punched the iron gate in front of him with all his might.
Bang!
A huge fist mark appeared on the iron gate, and Feng Renjing's right hand was also covered in blood, revealing the white bone. However, Feng Renjing did not care at all. A golden light flashed, as if time had reversed, and all the wounds disappeared. He continued to swing his fist and hit the iron gate.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The loud noise irritated the other prisoners. A fierce-looking man leaned his head against the iron bars of the window, about to curse angrily, when suddenly a group of men in black robes emerged from the corridor. Their steps were unsteady, and they floated over like ghosts. He was so frightened that he shivered and immediately squatted down on the ground, no longer daring to look outside.
Click!
The iron gate was finally opened under heavy blows, but even with such a commotion, no prison guards came to manage it. Feng Renjing recovered from his hand injuries, opened the door and saw several men in black robes standing at the door. He immediately understood why no prison guards had come to deal with it; it turned out that his future partner had already taken care of it.
Feng Renjing took the black robe and put it on. Golden light emerged from his palm and spread outwards, instantly engulfing the entire prison before disappearing. Seeing that his other companions' serious faces instantly relaxed, he smiled and said, "Heaven above!"
A group of people vanished into thin air from the prison. The prisoner who had wanted to check on the situation had just stood up when he felt an itch in his respiratory tract, followed by difficulty breathing. He collapsed to the ground, struggling desperately to call for help but unable to make a sound. He eventually suffocated to death. As for the prison guards, they were left unconscious in the grass outside the prison, but they escaped death by accident, which can be considered lucky.
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A few days later, a wanted poster for the criminal Feng Renjing was being broadcast on the television in the street. Meanwhile, a child was crying on a wooden bench in the street. Passersby hurried by, and no one cared why the child was crying, as long as it was none of their business.
"Why are you crying? Can you tell me?" A handsome man in a white coat stood next to the little boy and asked softly.
The little boy sobbed, "My mom has cancer... The doctor said she can't be saved, she's going to die... I don't want her to go!"
The man held the little boy in his arms and said with a smile, "It's okay, Uncle is a doctor too, I can definitely cure your mother."
Upon hearing this, the little boy slowly raised his head and asked doubtfully, "Is it true? The dog is lying!"
The man laughed heartily, told the little boy to lead the way, glanced at the wanted poster playing on the giant TV, a white horse neighed in his eyes, then disappeared and returned to normal. Looking at the little boy skipping and hopping ahead, a warm smile appeared on his lips.
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Chapter 130: The Beginning
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(Since one person is too long, I will not write about the other saints for now, and start to wrap things up directly. I will release them as a side story later if there is an opportunity.)
The towering skyscrapers form this steel forest, with vehicles constantly coming and going on the roads, and pedestrians hurrying by. Everyone wears a mask called "growing up" with a standardized expression.
That's just how society is. If you don't have the ability to change everything, then you can only change yourself to adapt to society.
Every day is a repetitive cycle of life. Students are sent to school every day for repetitive, mechanical learning, while adults go to work to support their families. The city is gradually becoming weary, simply because the harsh realities of life constrain them, forcing them to worry about the necessities of life. Once this constraint is gone...
The sky was covered with dark clouds, but there was no sign of rain. The air was hot and humid, and people in such an environment would inevitably feel irritable.
Twelve men in black robes stood atop a tall building, overlooking the city. From this vantage point, vehicles appeared as small as ants, let alone humans. It was precisely because of this that they could feel the insignificance of humanity.
The leader of the black-robed men lifted his hood, revealing a handsome face. Although he was not old, he had completely shed his youthful naiveté. He was none other than Lu Lei, the Saint of the Dragon.
Lu Lei looked at this seemingly prosperous but actually indifferent city. People had not become kinder because of the development of the times and the affluence of life. On the contrary, they had become indifferent because of the steel age. This steel did not only refer to this city, but also expressed that the hearts of most people had become as cold as steel.
With each saint Lu Lei found, he felt the indifference of people more and more, which strengthened his resolve to cleanse the world.
"It's time to begin the plan!"
Lu Lei spread his arms as if embracing the boundless sky, and a dragon-shaped flame burned behind his eyes. The flame burned more and more intensely with his words, and the smell of sulfur also emerged from his mouth. Even a soft voice would cause him to spew out thick black smoke with the smell of sulfur. His appearance had begun to take the initial form of dragonification, and light green dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin.
Xiang Yu lost both legs, so he floated in the air with the power of the chicken talisman. His gaze was not on the ground, but on the sky. As he gestured with his hands, the clouds in the sky danced and eventually formed a huge human face. The face had no facial features, but it had a terrifying aura.
Just as the face was about to take shape, Xiang Yu suddenly changed his mind, stirring all the clouds into a ball, which then floated scattered in the air. Xiang Yu's expression was solemn, and he was silently praying devoutly.
Ku Ling sat cross-legged to the side, holding the lollipop Chen Siqi had given her and eating it with relish. Chen Siqi and her brother were inseparable. Jin Pengkang was carefully carving a small piece of toon wood with a carving knife. In just ten minutes, a kitten was carved out. As golden light flashed in his eyes, the wooden kitten, after being illuminated by the golden light, slowly shed its wooden body and gained a flesh and blood body.
"Meow!"