deformed bone

Although it was only for a short moment, Fogg's clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

His figure staggered a little, as if he had completely exhausted all the strength in this body, of course, in fact, there was nothing wrong with that.

The situation just now is called "resonance"-when all the personalities in his body are caught in the same thoughts, the same emotions, they will rush to the surface of consciousness at the same time for a period of time.

Although it cannot be explained by science, after the original Red Deer received the death penalty by electric shock, each personality he separated has its own personality setting...and special abilities.This kind of ability is powerful, but on the other hand, their existence will place a great burden on this body that still belongs to humans.In Fogg's opinion, it is precisely for this reason that Red Deer splits these personalities - in order to carry this strange, special ability that cannot be explained.

And when "resonance" occurs, the personalities are stuffed into the narrow surface of consciousness at the same time, and the weird special abilities squeeze each other, which is likely to cause the collapse of this body.

That's why Fogg exists, his personality allows him to stay calm when other personalities resonate, and then drive those damn stupid consciousnesses back to where they belong.

Of course, he can still be hurt.

"Tick tock..."

Fogg lowered his head, and a drop of bright red blood appeared on Calvin's back.

Fogg stretched out his hand silently and touched his nose, a stream of blood was slowly gushing out from his nostril.

"It's really troublesome."

he said dryly.

The drop of blood on Calvin's back slowly slid down the beautiful and elegant line in the middle of his back under the force of gravity, and Fogg watched this scene quietly.After a few seconds, he reached out and wiped away the blood with his fingertips.

Then he put his palm on Calvin's back, stroked it down little by little, and finally stopped at the perfect depression behind his waist.

Apart from those two scars, Calvin's back could be described as flawless, his skin was taut, smooth, and fair, without the slightest spot or blemish.

Like a piece of cake freshly smeared with creamy cream, or a marble statue long stroked.

His skin radiated gentle heat under Fogg's palm, and the smooth touch seemed to be sucking Fogg's hand.

As a doctor, Fogg has been able to clearly construct the shape of the muscles and bones under Calvin's skin in his brain—just like the skin, his muscles, bones and even blood vessels are perfectly in line with Fogg aesthetic.

Fogg's breathing rate accelerated a little.

He maintained that posture and paused for about tens of seconds, then he took a deep, deep breath and took his hands away from Calvin's body.

He did some simple processing - to his own body.Then he began to work on the wounds on Calvin's back, the two scars were already inflamed and slightly festering.

Fogg applied the homemade ointment on the scar, which was almost visible to the naked eye, and the redness and swelling of the two wounds subsided.

"Well……"

Calvin made a small nasal sound, his body moved, and the expression on his face became relaxed.Fogg glanced at him, and for a moment, the always poker-faced doctor looked soft and warm.

He slowly carried Calvin to the bedroom on the second floor, where he carefully arranged everything for the sleeping man.Calvin's body was now trapped in the soft quilt, his face had returned to rosy, and his breathing was steady.

Fogg took one last look at him, and then left the room quickly—even a little bit of running away.

When he went downstairs, the smell of metal gradually emerged in the air around him.

【asshole. 】

A sharp voice burst out in his mind.

[You shameless and despicable robber! 】

It was Virgil, and every word he said was full of venom.

Fogg passed the corridor, the living room, and walked towards the kitchen. During this period, an extremely distorted figure appeared on the surface of the metal fittings of every piece of furniture he passed—and that figure was roaring towards it.

【How dare you push me out——how dare you——】

"I need to protect him."

Fogg said softly.

【You just want to monopolize him, you disgusting hypocrite, you bedbug...】

"You're a little too excited. When you saw him, those things in your mind..." Fula opened the cabinet and found coffee beans and a siphon coffee pot from inside.

He put the lighter on the counter, and carefully trimmed the wick of the alcohol lamp with a pair of small silver scissors until the cotton wick tip became a perfect oval.

"As long as I show up a little late, you're about to succeed." Fogg continued to speak to Vigilie in his mind in that calm tone, "You almost raped him, don't think I don't know you took it from the medicine cabinet. What came out was—uh—"

Fogg suddenly let out a muffled snort.

He looked down at the palm of his hand, where the scissors perfectly pierced the palm of his right hand under the control of his left hand.

Blood spurted out.

Apparently, in extreme rage, even Virgil could control one of his hands while being pushed out.

"...you have to remember to clean the kitchen."

Fogg picked up what he hadn't finished speaking before.

[You touched him, you dared to touch him——]

"I was supposed to talk to you about the Red Deer thing, but given the circumstances maybe we should move the conversation to a time when you can calm down."

Fogg lit the alcohol lamp with his uninjured hand.The light blue flame trembled slightly, and Fogg pulled out the scissors in his palm, and then put the bloody hand on top of the flame.

His skin quickly bubbled and turned black in the flames, the dark red blood emitted a strong aroma under the catalysis of the flames, some gray powder fell from the dried blood, stretching into lines, and then Gray threads squirmed like living creatures in the fragrance.

Fogg lowered his head and moved closer to those wriggling gray threads.

"Imogene Paine, I need more information about him."

Those lines trembled violently, then rushed into the shadows along the gap of the cabinet, and disappeared quickly.