She took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and began to slowly apply it.
Because of her wrinkled and shriveled muscle skin, Manuela's arm had developed ulcerations in some areas, requiring regular anti-inflammatory treatment.
However,
Not long after the anti-inflammatory medicine touched her ulcerated arm,
Manuela's arm began to tremble uncontrollably, undoubtedly due to the stinging sensation from the medicine.
But,
Manuela had just undergone surgery not long ago, and the anesthetic had not worn off yet, so how could she have any sensation?
In reality,
Because of the T-Veronica Virus within her body, Manuela's recovery ability and drug absorption capacity were stronger than those of ordinary people.
Therefore, while an ordinary person would need two or three hours to awaken from anesthesia, Manuela would wake up an hour after surgery.
In fact, it was always like this after her surgeries.
It was by feigning sleep that she had accidentally caught a glimpse of the horrifying scene of Doctor Viya handling her own bloody, failing heart that had been transplanted from her chest.
And this time,
It was no exception.
However, Manuela had not expected Doctor Viya to treat her arm wound so quickly; after all, in the past, he would only come after she had "truly woken up."
But now, Manuela's arm trembled uncontrollably because she could no longer bear the stinging pain of the anti-inflammatory medicine.
This sudden turn of events,
Put the intelligent and beautiful young girl Manuela in a situation where she had to act!
Just as Doctor Viya was still wondering what had happened, Manuela, lying on the hospital bed, took a deep breath, gathered all her strength, gritted her teeth, and swiftly opened her deep grey-blue eyes.
Her left arm, hidden beneath the covers, suddenly shot out, clutching a surgical knife tightly.
"Whoosh—!"
A lightning-fast stab was unleashed.
She had expected a fatal blow,
But the sharp surgical knife stopped steadily one centimeter from Doctor Viya's neck.
Although it drew a few scratches of blood, there were no tearing wounds.
The young girl Manuela's deep grey-blue eyes stared intently at Doctor Viya.
Her beautiful eyes were like a deep abyss or the vast sea; a mere glance would cause one to sink deeply into them, unable to extricate themselves.
But the young girl's questioning voice quickly brought Doctor Viya back to his senses,
Reluctantly escaping from the abyss and the sea…
"Doctor,"
"Where did those organs come from…?"
A slight stinging sensation came from his neck.
The young girl's cold questioning voice echoed in his ears, bringing Doctor Viya back to reality.
At this moment, he realized that the seemingly frail young girl in front of him indeed had the ability to kill him, and she was serious; the stinging sensation in his neck was the best proof.
At the same time,
This also made Doctor Viya feel a hint of helplessness.
The teenage girl had finally reached her rebellious phase.
On the other hand,
Feeling Doctor Viya's indifference, Manuela realized she had been underestimated.
But then again, she usually lay in bed as a docile, sickly girl, never showing a fierce side.
This led Viya to see her as nothing more than a frail young girl, no different from a docile kitten.
The idea of Manuela holding a surgical knife and killing someone… that was simply impossible!
However,
Manuela believed deep down that she was not a frail young girl, nor a docile kitten, but a female leopard galloping across the grasslands, quite fierce when provoked.
The next second,
"Pfft—!"
Without any hesitation,
Manuela, with a hardened heart, tightly gripped the surgical knife and plunged it fiercely into Doctor Viya's thigh.
The sharp knife easily pierced through, and blood flowed out.
Doctor Viya wanted to scream in pain, but his mouth was quickly covered by the young girl, who was even smaller than him.
"Mmm…Woohoo…Mmm…"
Whimpering sounds came out.
The intense pain made Viya want to struggle violently, but when he saw the young girl's still cold eyes, Doctor Viya gradually calmed down.
He was wrong… Manuela truly wanted to kill him.
Thinking of this,
Quite helplessly,
Doctor Viya could only answer the previous question in a broken voice:
"Those organs…"
"Your father, Javier Hidalgo, ordered his drug traffickers to capture them from villages downstream, all young girls around your age.
If the girls in the downstream villages were hidden, the drug traffickers would go to the outer urban areas to secretly abduct people."
"This matter has caused widespread panic, and the downstream villages are filled with missing person posters for young girls.
However… your father, Javier Hidalgo, only wants you to live.
After all, you are his only daughter.
He might be a heinous scumbag, but he is a qualified father."
Doctor Viya revealed the entire truth, bit by bit.
And upon hearing these words, the young girl Manuela was undoubtedly shocked.
Although she had long suspected the truth, hearing it directly from Doctor Viya's mouth,
Manuela was still quite stunned, because she truly couldn't imagine how many young girls her age had died because of her illness.
This was something Manuela dared not imagine.
Once she did,
Nightmares would forever haunt her mind—
…
But not long after,
Manuela's eyes filled with determination.
She must have made a choice; the surgical knife was pulled from Doctor Viya's thigh.
Manuela tore the bedsheet to tie up Doctor Viya, and a strip of cloth was stuffed into his mouth.
But before leaving, Manuela thoughtfully gave Doctor Viya's thigh wound a simple bandage, at least to prevent him from dying due to excessive bleeding.
"Clang—!"
The blood-stained silver surgical knife was thrown to the ground.
Almost barefoot, Manuela carefully walked out of the virus-ridden area.
She had lived inside and outside the dam since childhood and was very familiar with its secret passages; escaping here was not difficult.
She had come to a realization.
To prevent more innocent young girls from being harmed,
Manuela felt that she could no longer undergo organ transplants.
Two years ago, she had already calmly accepted her death; there was no need to continue clinging to life.
She also did not want her father to continue making mistakes.
She wanted to escape,
Escape the dam, escape into the rainforest.
As soon as three months passed and her organs failed again, she could peacefully leave this world.
"Mmm… Manuela…"
"If you escape like this, you will die…"
As the young girl's pale back slowly left the ward, Doctor Viya, tied on the ground, struggled with difficulty, his mouth filled with cloth, unable to help but call out—
PS: Because I was heavily criticized last time, I plan to polish this chapter well.
The early plot is a bit slow, but this makes it a bit more complete, and I'll try to write Manuela as full and perfect as possible.
Of course… I hope my big words don't come back to bite me; if they do, just keep scolding me (laughs).
Chapter 4: Old Man, is my ghost fire safe parked downstairs?
The young girl left,
Escaped the prison of death,
Like a white feather carried by the breeze, it drifted lightly out the window with the dust, floating towards the wider rainforest, appearing especially brilliant and sacred under the sunlight…
…
On the other side,
The camera pulls back,
Inside a villa in the New York rich district,
The long-unseen protagonist, Javier, finally appeared.
Time can be a terrifying butcher's knife.
At twenty-two, Javier was full of vigor, a genius young man graduating from the police academy, immediately transferring to Raccoon City to serve as a member of the S.T.A.R.S elite team, enjoying unparalleled prestige.
Afterward, the Resident Evil outbreak began.
Carrying the tablet loli Rebecca, he infiltrated the Cadre Training Institute, befriended the former Lieutenant Billy Coen, and thwarted the terrifying conspiracy of Leech Queen Marcus.
Then he rushed to intervene in the Mansion Villa incident, encountering other members of S.T.A.R.S, rescuing everyone at the last minute.
With his impressive gun-juggling technique, he stylishly hunted down the Hell Zombie Dogs, rescued the fallen woman Lisa, pulled her from the abyss, severely wounded the big villain boss Wesker, and incidentally destroyed the Mansion Villa.
From an unknown cannon fodder, he became a hot topic of discussion among the protagonist group, praised for his amazing skills and so on.
Later, when the nuclear bomb destroyed Raccoon City, Javier was at the forefront, defeating G William, meeting the mysterious woman Wang Auntie, and leading Jill, Leon, and others to successfully escape from the zombie-infested hellish city of Raccoon City, driving an Apache armed helicopter to make a stylish exit amidst the nuclear explosion's aftermath.
And then he infiltrated Rockfort Island Prison, rescued the innocent young girl Claire, went to Antarctica, and thwarted the genius prodigy young girl Alexia's plot to conquer the world, even turning her into a giant moth and keeping her in a glass jar.
With just these experiences in a single year,
Javier felt he had enough material to write an autobiography.
But then what?
Ever since the farewell at the Antarctica Research Institute, the world seemed to fall silent.
Although the American people's outcry against the Umbrella Corporation remained fervent, incidents of Resident Evil virus outbreaks in the world became fewer, all minor, trivial matters.
This plunged Javier into a long period of inactivity.
At home, besides researching the T-Veronica Virus and the G Virus, he would accompany Lisa shopping, act as a clown to seek sponsorship from the wealthy heiress Catherine, and play with his adopted daughter Sherry.
But who knew… four years passed in a flash?
Javier hadn't even reacted—!
His once smooth, flawless chin now had hard, rough stubble, and his face had matured quite a bit.
His still decent-looking face no longer had the youthful charm of before, making it clear at a glance that he was an uncle.
Twenty-six years old—?!
"Ah ah ah…"
"Twenty-six years old, this damned time.
Growing up and not growing up are both troublesome things.
Maybe I should change my online name to 'Forever Eighteen Black-Haired Handsome Young Man'."
Lazily lying on his large sofa at home,
Javier removed the genetics textbook covering his face, then suddenly sat up from the sofa, letting out a startled, off-key shriek.
What the hell, he's already twenty-six after just a few chapters?
After all, he didn't have the power of the virus, and Javier didn't want to become an uncle so soon!
"Thump-thump-thump…"
"You're so noisy, what are you yelling about, Javier?!"
And with that,
Came a series of hurried footsteps from upstairs.
A beautiful blonde young girl, holding the stair railing, quickly walked down the glass steps with her fair, delicate bare feet, sharply questioning Javier, who was yelling on the sofa in the living room.
And this was the little devil Javier kept at home, his pampered darling, the wealthy young lady, Sherry Birkin—
Due to her extremely wealthy family background, Javier's hands-off parenting style, and Sherry's own overly "clever and resourceful" nature, Sherry Birkin had been completely spoiled, turning into a pampered, unreasonable, and willful blonde young lady.
At sixteen years old,
Sherry, who used to be that little girl who wet her pants, had grown up a bit, becoming graceful and slender.
She had a normal height of over 1.6 meters, but her leg-to-body ratio was exceptionally perfect, still appearing to have long, slender, fair, and delicate legs from a distance.
Wearing short denim hot pants and a loose white shirt, she inherited the good looks of her parents, William and Annette.
As she grew older, Sherry's freckles gradually disappeared, and her cheeks became incredibly fair and pretty.
She had a melon-seed face, cherry lips, bright and sparkling amber eyes, and short, light blonde hair, just like her mother Annette.
Sherry preferred such clean and neat short hair, so she didn't keep long, shoulder-length hair.
She also wore silver and black circular earrings, resembling some luxury brand, by her ears.
Those were her birthday presents last year,
Javier had given them to Sherry for her birthday.
Because Sherry always kept her hair short and neat, looking like a cross-dressing handsome man from a distance, Javier didn't want the girl to become a lesbian, so he bought her earrings.
Wearing them, her demeanor became slightly more charming, giving her a touch of femininity.
Around her swan-like neck, she wore the golden pendant necklace her mother Annette had left her, which contained a thumb-sized photo of her family.
Originally, a small G Virus sample crystal was also hidden inside.