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Dentist Finson Hunter's father was a dentist in Glasgow, and his mother died young. His father's taciturn nature fostered an introverted and quiet personality in the young Dentist Finson Hunter. Coupled with a congenital lack of pain sensation, Dentist Finson Hunter was isolated and bullied by his peers throughout his public school years, forced to submit to the law of the jungle. He only cherished the lens in his father's hand, under which the strange refraction of light made everyone seem as distorted and deformed as he did.
Later, Dentist Finson Hunter decided to leave home and study at a medical school in England. His delayed development and somber face made Dentist Finson Hunter no longer appear as frail as he was in childhood. He once accidentally witnessed an incident where a transfer student was being bullied in the school laboratory, but he simply walked away as if nothing had happened. Because years ago, he had already become familiar with a truth—weakness is the original sin.
As an adult, Finson made a living in England for many years, successfully joining a church hospital and becoming a dentist. Perhaps due to his childhood enlightenment, Finson had a very strong interest in focusing lenses, but his advocated phototherapy, lacking actual treatment cases and potential operational risks, had not yet been recognized by the academic community. The feeling of being looked down upon made him determined to do something to prove his existence. Thus, he devoted himself to experimentation and research, desperately wanting to vindicate phototherapy. But this path seemed to be filled with sin and deception...
As the hospital's second phase of construction progressed, the dean designated the renovated third floor as the inpatient department, managed by Finson. The pediatric ward had the most patients. Unexpectedly, in the children, Finson discovered a quality he lacked—interacting with the children seemed to allow him to find another way of existing. Finson's dark and damp youth was subtly being healed by the stubborn and innocent care of the children.
Not long after, patients began to mysteriously disappear from the hospital, and Finson's research on lenses began to show new promise. However, the previous hardships were merely the prelude to a nightmare. A novel began to be serialized in the newspapers, and all fingers pointed to the evil dentist. Soon, the situation became uncontrollable, and the enraged townsfolk came menacingly. Finson, seeing the frightened and uneasy young patients due to the unrest, abandoned the idea of fleeing with his experimental results. Fear made him selfish and pessimistic, but Finson, gradually sensing his existence, wanted to seek a new answer.
The mob stormed the hospital, found Finson, and threw him into a bottomless swamp. Finson struggled futilely in the mire, watching the cheering crowd, seeing countless thick tentacles sprout from the swamp, entwine his limbs, and surge into his body... Extreme fear made him unable to distinguish between reality and nightmare, or hallucination—
"Who is the culprit?"
Fear becomes reality, and his fear finally became the pathogen on his decaying body, growing uncontrollably.
Later, Dentist Finson Hunter decided to leave home and study at a medical school in England. His delayed development and somber face made Dentist Finson Hunter no longer appear as frail as he was in childhood. He once accidentally witnessed an incident where a transfer student was being bullied in the school laboratory, but he simply walked away as if nothing had happened. Because years ago, he had already become familiar with a truth—weakness is the original sin.
As an adult, Finson made a living in England for many years, successfully joining a church hospital and becoming a dentist. Perhaps due to his childhood enlightenment, Finson had a very strong interest in focusing lenses, but his advocated phototherapy, lacking actual treatment cases and potential operational risks, had not yet been recognized by the academic community. The feeling of being looked down upon made him determined to do something to prove his existence. Thus, he devoted himself to experimentation and research, desperately wanting to vindicate phototherapy. But this path seemed to be filled with sin and deception...
As the hospital's second phase of construction progressed, the dean designated the renovated third floor as the inpatient department, managed by Finson. The pediatric ward had the most patients. Unexpectedly, in the children, Finson discovered a quality he lacked—interacting with the children seemed to allow him to find another way of existing. Finson's dark and damp youth was subtly being healed by the stubborn and innocent care of the children.
Not long after, patients began to mysteriously disappear from the hospital, and Finson's research on lenses began to show new promise. However, the previous hardships were merely the prelude to a nightmare. A novel began to be serialized in the newspapers, and all fingers pointed to the evil dentist. Soon, the situation became uncontrollable, and the enraged townsfolk came menacingly. Finson, seeing the frightened and uneasy young patients due to the unrest, abandoned the idea of fleeing with his experimental results. Fear made him selfish and pessimistic, but Finson, gradually sensing his existence, wanted to seek a new answer.
The mob stormed the hospital, found Finson, and threw him into a bottomless swamp. Finson struggled futilely in the mire, watching the cheering crowd, seeing countless thick tentacles sprout from the swamp, entwine his limbs, and surge into his body... Extreme fear made him unable to distinguish between reality and nightmare, or hallucination—
"Who is the culprit?"
Fear becomes reality, and his fear finally became the pathogen on his decaying body, growing uncontrollably.
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