Jardine Mahjong Sanatorium is located at the easternmost end of Jinhai City, surrounded by the sea on three sides, and the environment is very beautiful. In addition to the basic medical configuration, there are also specialized nutritionists and physiotherapists, and even the nursing staff who care for patients must undergo strict screening. Of course, such good conditions are terrible and expensive, which is only deterrent for most ordinary people.

It was already evening when Li Shuyi arrived. When the person at the door saw him, he came up to him. While walking in with Li Shuyi, he quickly talked about Jiang Manqing's situation: "Ms. Jiang is very unstable now, has severe anorexia and depression, has various functions in her body, often has hallucinations and delusions, and has suicide..."

"Suicide?" Li Shuyi had no reaction in front of him. When he heard these two words, he suddenly interrupted the other party and asked with a sneer.

The man was stunned, not understanding why such a sarcastic expression appeared on his face. He nodded hesitantly, and then did not dare to speak again.

When they walked to the ward, the nurse was feeding Jiang Manqing medicine. She sat on the bed and was so thin that she lost her figure. Her face was dull and sallow, and her eyes raised on her face looked a little scary. Who would have thought that such a person was also a famous beauty in Jinhaicheng more than 30 years ago?

Perhaps because the medicine she took had a calming effect, Jiang Manqing's consciousness was not very clear and she seemed very dull. Li Shuyi stood at the door for a while and she didn't notice his existence.

After feeding the medicine, the nurse packed up her things and walked out. Jiang Manqing's gaze moved. When she saw Li Shuyi, she suddenly widened her eyes, and then tears fell from her terrible protruding eyes.

Li Shu looked at her expressionlessly, and her eyes seemed not to be looking at a poor patient, but a dead object, or an air-like existence that could not even be considered dead objects.

Jiang Manqing was trembling all over, and even her lips were trembling. She opened her mouth, and it took her a long time to sniff out two words: "Ime..."

Li Shuyi clenched his fists hard, feeling that his body suddenly felt like it was burned by fire, and the pain that burst out from his heart burned into his flesh and blood, and even his consciousness became tranced.

Jiang Manqing did not stop because of Li Shuyi's unmovedness. She shed tears and looked at Li Shuyi with a hoarse voice: "Yiyi... I was wrong... Come to my mother... Let my mother see you..." She intermittently and effortlessly finished her words, and the grief in her voice broke the hearts of the listeners.

Li Shuyi gritted his teeth, and a voice in his mind was roaring angrily, like a wounded beast, so angry that he wanted to bite everything in front of him. He thought he was making such a roar, but in fact he did nothing, but followed Jiang Manqing's call and finally stopped in front of Jiang Manqing.

Jiang Manqing looked up at him, cried almost to collapse, and said over and over again: "I was wrong...I was wrong..."

Li Shuyi lowered her eyes and seemed to hear something incredible. He spoke, but the expression on his face was numb: "Are you wrong?"

Jiang Manqing couldn't help but nodded and sobbed, "It wasn't like that back then...your father..."

"Shut up!"

Li Shuyi bent down and grabbed her, as if he was trying to crush Jiang Manqing's bones. He could not bear anything related to his father said from the woman's mouth, which was an insult to his father, and he could not bear it for a second.

Jiang Manqing couldn't help but exclaim in pain. Li Shuyi came to her senses and let her go with disgust. Just as she was about to stand up, Jiang Manqing suddenly stretched out her left hand and grabbed him, raised her right hand to aim at his neck and slashed hard.

This incident happened suddenly, and Li Shuyi was unprepared and could only quickly raise his hand to block his neck. When he pushed Jiang Manqing away and retreated, a long and deep blood line from his wrist to his palm was cut, and the blood continued to flow down. In a short while, it formed a small stall on the ground.

The blade was still pinned by Jiang Manqing in her hand, and she wanted to continue to pounce on her. Only those around her who were already scared came back to their senses and ran over to press her on the bed.

Jiang Manqing's face no longer had the previous sorrow and regret, her wide eyes were full of deep hatred, her face was so ferocious and distorted, she stared at Li Shuyi like a ghost, her voice was sharp and harsh: "Li Shuyi! Go to die! Why don't you die! Why don't you die!"

Those young nurses were frightened by this scene and trembled all over. They never thought that this woman who was so weak that she even struggled to open her mouth could hurt someone like this. Look at the wound... How much hatred would be required to make a person kill the other person with all his strength. If Li Shuyi reacted a little slower, if the knife was cut on the throat, what would be the consequences? They dared not think about it.

Jiang Manqing was still struggling, with a curse more vicious than the other. Some people pressed her to calm her down, some were asking loudly where the blade came from, and some people hurried over to treat Li Shuyi's wounds. The ward was in chaos, and the pain in Li Shuyi's hands became more and more obvious, but his mind gradually became clear.

He was careless today. It was impossible for Jiang Manqing to have the chance to hurt him. But since Ning Yue appeared, he was a little unstable, and Jiang Manqing probably made a lot of preparations for today. He went on a hunger strike, confessed, cried, begged, and planned it step by step. In fact, he should be prepared from that meaning. Jiang Manqing has never called his name so affectionately since childhood. The people in this world who call him like this have long been gone. Jiang Manqing used them to make him lose control.

Li Shuyi, who had recovered his sanity, was terrible calm. He waved away the people who came around to observe his injuries, walked to Jiang Manqing, looked at her from a high point, and then raised his injured hand and gently pushed away the messy hair on Jiang Manqing's face.

As he moved, blood marks appeared on Jiang Manqing's face. She stared at him with wide eyes, and somehow she was so scared that her whole body was trembling.

Li Shuyi suddenly laughed: "I won't die." He lowered his head, his voice so gentle that it was a little weird, "But do you remember that Qin Guangzhi is already dead."

Jiang Manqing was shocked, and her face showed an extremely painful expression, and a hoarse wailing sounded in her throat.

Li Shuyi didn't let her go, and smiled softer: "It's right in front of you..."

"Bang!" He simulated a shooting gesture, "I shot my head, do you remember?"

Jiang Manqing seemed to have recalled some terrifying scene, and her whole body fell into a terrible madness: "Li Shuyi! You demon! You must die well! You will go to hell!"

Li Shuyi turned around and left with a cold face, no matter the doctor and nurse who were frightened by his words, nor the extremely vicious curse behind him.

Going to hell? What is hell? Since his father and aunt left, he has been in hell at all times. There is nothing left in this world that will make him worry about, so if others make him suffer ten times, he will definitely go back a hundred times.
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