picked up a little dumb

"Number?" Facing the doctor's question, An Yang couldn't help nodding his head, "How would I know?"

"This..." The doctor hesitated for a while, and since he was a friend of the boss, he had to explain politely: "With the serial number, the case can be transferred, and I know what injuries he has suffered before, what drugs he has antibodies or Allergic reaction."

An Yang stared, just at this time Ah Wu arrived and handed the collar to the doctor: "Here is the number, please. Please put him down, sir. The doctor will take care of it."

The second half of the sentence was addressed to An Yang. Seeing that he was still hugging the slave, Ah Wu couldn't help but secretly smiled, but felt lucky for the slave.

"Oh, good." An Yang walked inside, wanting to put the person in his arms on the hospital bed, but the boy suddenly opened his eyes, and as if terrified, he grabbed the corner of An Yang's clothes and refused to let go. Shaking his head desperately, tears filled his eyes.An Yang was startled, the nurse was about to come up and tie his hands and feet with restraint belts, but he raised his hand to stop him, remembering the scene he saw not long ago, where this little slave experienced the gang violence of an unknown number of people.

His heart softened, he sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the boy, and stopped his struggle with light force.He didn't have much strength in the first place, and he didn't intend to resist, so now he was just sobbing slightly in his master's arms.

An Yang lowered his head and kissed his forehead, wiped his tears with his hands, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to see a doctor, it's just a doctor. Go when your injury heals, I'll wait here You, I won't want you."

After hearing this, the little slave opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Seeing this, An Yang frowned. It turned out that he was a little dumb, no wonder he couldn't explain anything.

Ah Wu came over and asked softly beside him: "Why don't you give him a name? It's much more convenient than memorizing his number."

The names are all given by the master, and it can be regarded as a symbol of acknowledgment of slavery. A Wurao has seen many kinds of slaves, so he can't help feeling a little sympathetic to this.

"Name, um..." As soon as An Yang heard this, the little slave immediately looked at him eagerly, looking forward to it, but also a little scared.

He smiled and said, "Let's call it Xiao Ning. It happens that my surname is An. Follow me and keep you safe forever."

In fact, even An Yang himself didn't understand why he was so nice to a little slave who had only met twice. He probably felt that he was like a puppy he picked up on the side of the road. Be nice to him.

Ah Wu and Xiao Ning both smiled, and Xiao Ning mouthed: "Master."

An Yang touched his hair, leaned over and kissed him.After feeling relieved, Xiao Ning soon lost her strength and fell asleep, but she cooperated with the doctor's examination very well.

Ah Wu looked at him with relief, and quietly retreated out knowing that there was nothing for her here, maybe the master had some other orders.He thought of his own name, Ah Wu, which means nothing.Indeed, he really has nothing but his master, and even the master is not his, he is just owned.

Fortunately, he is still owned by his master.

An Yang settled Xiao Ning, went back to the room, took some medicine and fell asleep for a while. He felt that he hadn't slept for a long time. When he woke up, he found that it was already dark.When it was dark at sea, he looked at his watch, and it was already time for dinner.

The guests on this cruise ship that is actually auctioning off slaves are all quite famous, so if you gather all these people together, you can't just start the auction and end it.The whole voyage is more like a long-term, huge party, there will always be performances, banquets, and the freshest entertainment, all provided by the organizer.Of course, if you want to bring your own, you have to get the organizer's permission first, Bai Xiaonan is not a vegetarian.

An Yang, who was planning to go to the banquet to eat something casually, was called away by a phone call just after he got dressed.The infirmary called and said his slave had a "little problem."

As soon as An Yang heard it, he knew it was not a "small problem", otherwise there was no need to call him specifically.He hurried over and was greeted by a male nurse at the door of the infirmary. As soon as he entered, he understood what was going on: the doctor, trainer and two nurses were all gathered around the corner bed, and his little slave Hiding under the bed, no matter what they say or persuade, they refuse to come out.

"Mr. An, you are here." Seeing him coming, the doctor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he explained to An Yang: "He may be a little afraid of people now, we are afraid that we will hurt him if we catch him rashly, so we called you here , so that you can make up your mind."

An Yang was a little anxious, but also a little wanting to laugh, he asked, "Why did he run under the bed? No one of you is watching?"

"It's like this. He was given a sedative at first. He was not seriously injured and he didn't look like a troublesome slave. After we treated the wound, we didn't tie him up. Who would have thought that he just woke up and took advantage of the nurse's I got in without paying attention, and couldn't come out anyway." The doctor replied with a wry smile.

The trainer who was invited together said: "He was a cowardly slave, very obedient, and very shy of others. What happened to him probably really frightened him. Reaction, he never dared to do this before."

"Okay, let me see."

An Yang squatted down helplessly, lifted the bed sheet and looked inside, only to see the people inside huddled in a small group and hid in the corner, trembling uncontrollably facing the terrible outside world.

Seeing his appearance, An Yang couldn't help subconsciously softening his voice: "Xiao Ning, do you know me?"

Hearing his name, the little slave trembled and looked up at An Yang, as if confirming his identity. He tilted his head to show a confused expression, and then slowly approached him. Yang stopped very close and looked at him seriously.

This distance was enough for An Yang to reach out and grab him, but he didn't move, he smiled and let the little slave look at him. Seeing his lips trembling, he mouthed timidly, "Master?"

"Yes, I am your master, and you still remember your name, don't you, Xiao Ning?" An Yang spoke to him in a casual chat tone, Fang Fu was not in a hurry to catch him out.

Xiao Ning nodded, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, he crawled forward, kissed An Yang's hand repeatedly, hugged his arm and hung himself on it.

He couldn't speak, and he didn't even make a sound when he was crying. An Yang half-dragged and half-dragged him out of the bed while protecting his head. From the degree of contraction of his body, he knew how hard he was crying.

Xiao Ning was dragged out by him without any resistance, An Yang hugged him and sat on the hospital bed, and he sat quietly on the master's lap, crying and twitching, and buried his face in the master's arms .

An Yang patted his back to give him comfort, fearing that he would be hard to breathe, and whispered in his ear: "Okay, okay, don't cry. Xiao Ning is scared, right? It's okay It's alright now."

Feeling that the person in his arms gradually stopped sobbing and his body was not shaking so much, An Yang pinched his eyebrows a little tiredly, and asked the doctor, ""Well, what's going on with him. "

The doctor glanced at the trainer and said: "Actually, there is no major physical problem. The wounds are mainly caused by the whip, wax burns and some pinch marks. We have treated them and they will recover soon. The genitals are slightly injured. More seriously, there is a slight damage to the opening of the urethra, and there are tearing wounds in the posterior acupoint and intestinal tract. Medicines have been taken, and anti-inflammatory drugs are taken on time. Basically, it will be healed in more than a month. Of course, it is not recommended to have it within this month. Penetrative sex. In addition, this slave has chronic gastric ulcers in his stomach, anemia, and malnutrition. Slowly recuperating, it is not a big problem."

An Yang frowned, he looked at Xiao Ning's body, the scars on his body looked more vivid under the bright light, although he didn't resist, but every time he moved he could feel Xiao Ning trembling in pain, It was even more shocking than when he watched it in the dungeon.These are not considered big problems, An Yang asked: "Why can't he speak?"

"This... His vocal cords are intact, and he can't speak. It's mainly a psychological problem." The doctor hesitated for a while, and asked the trainer to answer this question.

"Xiao Ning was able to talk when he first came here. There was also a boy who was sold here with him, his twin brother. The child's eyesight was not good, but he took good care of Xiao Ning. The two of them good relationship."

He actually has an older brother, twins, so he must look a lot like him, An Yang thought.

"Later, after we began to train them, we found that his elder brother always took Xiao Ning to resist, and the two of them were not conducive to the progress of the training. Since Xiao Ning's body is healthy, we can't do it in front of his body. He punished his brother face to face. He cried hard at first and kept begging for mercy, but the trainer at that time asked him to be obedient, not to move, not to cry, otherwise the punishment of his brother would not stop, and he would not dare to stop made a sound, but unfortunately never spoke again after that.”

"I wanted to sell a pair, but both of them were ruined, right?" An Yang asked.

"Yes, unfortunately, the trainer at that time was also punished for dereliction of duty, and he came to me later. He was very obedient, but no matter how I guided him, he refused to speak again."

An Yang sighed, if this is the case, then there is no need to let him speak now.

"He has always been autistic, and now he has exploded with his previous problems, but it seems that he knows you. If you are still willing to raise him, he should be a very good slave."

"Good?" An Yang rubbed Xiao Ning's hair, and said with a light smile, "Are you good? Are you obedient?"

Xiao Ning nodded against his chest, clutching his sleeves with both hands, for fear that he would let go and throw herself down.

"How did you punish his brother in front of him?" An Yang asked suddenly.

"Several people gang-raped him together." The trainer said succinctly.

"Okay, I understand." An Yang looked at the little slave in his arms with a bit of distress, knowing that he was still listening to their conversation in fear, "If it's okay, I'll take this slave back. Tomorrow I will ask someone to give him an infusion and medicine."

"Okay, no problem, I wish you a good time." The trainer replied with a smile, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he seemed not at all surprised by his doting on this little slave. There are many happy beginnings and tragic endings.

An Yang took off his suit jacket and put it on Xiao Ning, hugged him and walked out, the trainer suddenly remembered something and added: "By the way, sir, if you let him speak, he can write Yes. In order to make up for this defect, we specially taught him to read and write."

"Okay, I see." An Yang nodded slightly, carefully trying not to press the wound on his body, and carried Xiao Ning away from this place that he was terrified of.