In a prison on the outskirts of Bretonlia, a middle-aged man sat on a hard bed with his head covered, his brows furrowed.
In a few hours, he will end his life in an execution, on an electric chair.
In this country that boasts of freedom, equality, and human rights, there are still unjust prisons. And unsurprisingly, there are many more unjust prisons than imagined.
This man, who was originally a doctor, was inexplicably imprisoned because of his unjust imprisonment, and was inexplicably sentenced to death because of his unjust imprisonment. He didn't even have a chance to appeal, because there were huge forces above that wanted this man to be a prisoner.
The scapegoat of an important person.
Why did things become like this?
The man covered his head, closed his red and swollen eyes, and tried to review his life.
His first memory began when he was sensible. He still vaguely remembered that his father was a rich man, owned a considerable amount of wealth, and had his own territory. But one day, mobs broke into his father's manor, burning, killing, and looting.
, killed his mother and brothers, and destroyed his home.
His father took him to flee to another country, and they settled in a poor and backward port town. His father worked anonymously, raised him, provided him with education, and warned him that he must study hard, because knowledge can change his destiny.
Therefore, even though he hated studying as a child, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
His father asked him to study medicine because being a doctor is a decent job where he can make money and change his destiny.
Therefore, no matter how afraid he was of seeing blood and fainting when he saw a bright scalpel, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Then he became a trainee doctor. During this year, his elderly father gradually became crazy. Maybe his brain began to degenerate, maybe it was because his lifelong grievances could not be vented. The old man thought about it every day and wanted to accuse him.
this country.
The people in this country were unjust and allowed bandits to rob his father's home and ruin his father's life. Therefore, the old man could not swallow this breath.
But the man felt bored. He was tired of his father's paranoia. Even though his father took pains to raise him in such a difficult situation, provided him with education, and made him a doctor, he still feels sorry for this crazy father.
Tired of it.
The reason couldn't be simpler. He already has his own life and no longer wants to be bound by the past. He knows better than his father that everything in the past is irreversible and life must go on.
So when his father shouted for revenge, to sue, and to take back everything he deserved, the man abandoned his father without hesitation and ran away from home.
In the decades that followed, he was not interested in where his father had been or what he had done. He fled to another city and started a new life. Fortunately, he had knowledge, and the knowledge of being a doctor was valuable and enough to
Let him live a life of plenty, although not rich and powerful.
However, hospitals also have unspoken rules. Doctors are not just good at medical skills. They also have to rely on interpersonal relationships and flatter their bosses. Moreover, the operation of public hospitals mostly relies on government funding. The government.
The funds allocated by the government are so small, which is a disaster for the hospital itself.
This country prides itself on having a complete medical care system that can ensure the health of everyone.
However, only the rich are actually protected, while the poor cannot afford to get sick. A serious illness can ruin their lives.
Similarly, even if doctors want to treat patients who are suffering from illness and suffering, they are helpless if the patients cannot pay the fee.
A man has seen many such cases in his life.
The medical system is distorted. Medical care is like a business, not only to cure patients, but also to get as much benefit from patients as possible. If a doctor only treats patients, he fails to bring additional benefits to the hospital.
If there is no profit, the doctor will be considered "unqualified" by the hospital and will be excluded.
The man is very distressed.
Initially, he chose to do the same thing as other doctors in order to be gregarious, selling expensive drugs to patients and making huge profits from them, as well as making huge profits for the hospital.
But he was an upright man who couldn't bear this kind of deceiving patients after all, so he gradually gave up the use of expensive drugs and only used the most necessary and reasonable drugs to treat patients.
Naturally, the result was that he was ostracized by his colleagues in the hospital. He had worked hard to practice medicine for more than ten years, and his skills and knowledge were second to none in the hospital, but he did not get the respect he deserved. Instead, he was often picked on by his colleagues, the dean, and even
Framing him with various medical accidents, big and small.
Other doctors have long been rich and prosperous through the profession of medicine. But the stupid man has always clung to the bottom line of the doctor's profession and lived in poverty. Even his wife looked down on him. In the end, the money-worshiping woman couldn't bear it.
He was "worthless" and left with his children.
Abnormal. This world is really abnormal.
The man wants to resist. He wants to overthrow all this and let this twisted system be rectified. If doctors only see profit and abandon medical ethics, do they still deserve to be called doctors?
He began to visit various medical institutions in the country, trying to find like-minded people. There were surprisingly few such people, in this era of greed. When he summoned about a dozen companions, he tried to jointly appeal to the government.
When implementing health care reform plans, they encountered huge obstacles.
His companions were eliminated one by one, on various baseless charges. Medical malpractice, manslaughter, collaboration with the enemy and treason. No matter how outrageous the crime, they were forcibly placed on them.
When the man noticed it, he realized what a terrifying evil beast was standing in front of him.
This country is sick, and extremely sick.
Medical reform and the like are not important at all. The upper echelons of this country don't care about the life and death of civilians. No matter how poor the civilians are, whether they die of illness or disease, it has nothing to do with them. Anyway, the rich will get medical protection and live a long life anyway. The poor only
They will die worthless like ants.
In other words, the rich want the poor people at the bottom to die as soon as possible. Not only are these poor people unable to bring much financial benefits to the country, they also continue to receive relief funds from the government. The people at the top have long been unwilling to do so.
Can knowledge change destiny? No. No matter how knowledgeable civilians are, in the end they are just a cog in the country, a cog in the hands of the powerful guys above. The destiny that is changed is just a direct change from the original.
The ants who died of poverty became domestic slaves and livestock of the powerful, nothing more.
In the same year, a terrible plague swept through the country.
The plague is highly contagious and has a high mortality rate. The elderly and children with low immunity are most likely to catch the disease and die. The plague is not painful or itchy for the rich, and they always have a way to cure the disease with the most cutting-edge medical equipment.
, or at least suppress the condition and make it less fatal.
But the plague is a killer of the poor. Countless poor people who cannot even afford basic nucleic acid tests can only treat the plague as an ordinary flu, and then fall ill one by one and die tragically at home.
The country fell into madness, but this man was the only one who was not disturbed by madness. He clearly realized that this plague was deliberately spread by someone in order to "clean up" the garbage in society-the poor.
When he realized this and tried to tell the truth, he was already in prison.
He was inexplicably imprisoned for more than ten years on unfounded charges.
...What is the crime?
"Research on biological weapons and massacre human beings?"
The government is engaging in despicable acts behind the scenes, but they use him, a thorn in the side of the government, as a scapegoat to try to calm everything down.
Nonsense and shameless. Thieves shout to catch the thief.
If you ask whether there is justice in this world, it does not exist at all. Evil people always succeed, and good people become scapegoats. Especially, the "evil" comes from the kingdom itself, from top to bottom.
The country was hopeless. The man knew this clearly before his execution.
But he also knows very well that one person cannot fight against an entire country. Facing the "evil" that is as huge as a dark abyss, a powerless lamb like him can only be devoured. Eaten clean, even a piece of meat.
None were left behind.
When he thought of this, the man was relieved. He sat on the electric chair with a calm expression, waiting for the high-voltage electric current used in execution to scorch him.
Before the execution, a priest came to him and said the last prayer for him. The man's face was quite strange, giving people a sense of calm.
"Your father asked me to tell you that he is sorry for you." When there was no one else around, the priest whispered to the man.
"……what are you saying?"
"The old man who has been yelling crazily at the door of the court for twenty-five years, constantly wanting to sue the country," the priest stuffed a candy into the man's mouth, and then said: "Now he has been properly taken care of and will be in a nursing home.
Enjoy your old age in peace."
The man's eyes widened. He didn't expect that he would hear news about his father before he died. He thought that his father's figure had been completely annihilated with his memory and was no longer important.
"Really... I hope he lives a happy life." The man sighed.
"And you... are considered a national death row prisoner. We can't do anything for you. It's absolutely impossible to help you escape from here. Just give up." The priest seemed to know that this man had been wronged, and he looked calm.
He said: "But as a substitute, I can help you realize a small wish. As long as it is something within my ability, I will try to do it."
"So..." the man said feebly, looking at the priest blankly: "My son... the child who was taken away by my wife back then, he is now married. If you have a way to find him...
...Please tell him I'm sorry on my behalf.
Please tell him that Dad tried his best to make this country a little better. But Dad still failed. There is no cure for this country, and studying medicine cannot save this country.
If he still values his life, please let him take his wife, children, and perhaps grandchildren, and escape as soon as possible. Escape from this terrible country as far as possible, and never look back.
May the light of destruction fall upon this place of injustice and turn it into ashes. Because this is what it deserves."
"I understand. I will tell your children exactly what I said. Then, please go on your way."
The priest turned and left, and in the end he was the only one left in the death chamber.
But for some reason, the man felt a sense of satisfaction. His whole life had been synonymous with failure, but now it didn't seem to matter anymore.
Despite being endlessly smeared and accused of unjustifiable crimes, there are still people in some corners of the world who know that he is innocent. There are still people in the world who understand him.
If so, maybe his sacrifice wasn't completely worthless...right?
It was time for execution. A huge electric current surged in, penetrating every nerve in his body, and scorching his body. Or so he thought. In fact, he lost consciousness the moment he was first shocked.
.
"You guys, clean up this body quickly and prepare for the next execution!" Under the orders of their superiors, the jailers quickly put the man's smoking body into a black bag and carried it away.
I don't know how much time passed, but in the morgue deep inside the prison, a group of people pretending to be jailers walked in.
"Found it, here." Bediwell said, "Are you okay? Could it be that he was really electrocuted to death?"
"The candy you gave him is the crystal of thunder stone, which can absorb and store electricity. If he really understood your intention and chewed the candy before the electrocution, the thunder stone should be able to replace his
The body absorbs the electric current and saves his life." Sherrichard said: "But it's hard to say whether he will be permanently paralyzed."
"At least you don't have to die." Bedivere probed the man's breath with his fingers and could feel a very weak air flow: "Very good, take him away. We have to go to the next place."
In this way, the man's "body" was put into a body-transporting vehicle by a group of disguised jailers and taken away from the prison.