A few days after Zhen Shan was discharged from the hospital, she was hospitalized again, but this time there was an extra hospital bed next to her for a man who stabbed herself with scissors.

She leaned on the bed and turned to look at the unconscious man, with a trace of complicated emotions flashing across her eyes.

Immediately, she retracted her gaze and lowered her eyes. Her pale face was almost transparent under the light, so fragile that it seemed as if it would break if touched.

"Son, good..."

Gu Ningyi woke up suddenly, and it was her who opened his mouth. His bloodless handsome face was full of panic, as if she was the only life-saving straw he could grasp when he was on the verge of death.

Zhen Shan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but she remained silent.

Gu Ningyi turned her head in panic and saw the slender girl sitting quietly on the bed opposite her. His throat was dry. He wanted to call her but couldn't make a sound. He could only look at her bitterly, regardless of the violent action he had just taken.

Will it cause the wound to burst?

Zhen Shan squeezed the quilt tightly. She suddenly turned her head and asked him almost angrily: "Gu Ningyi, do you really want to die?"

Seeing her cold little face tinged with anger, Gu Ningyi's eyes trembled and she smiled silly, "Shan Shan."

"you……"

Zhen Shan pursed his lips, glanced at his blood-stained chest, raised his hand and slapped the bell on the table hard.

The "bang" sound startled Gu Ningyi. He looked at her hand nervously, fearing that she might be in pain.

Zhen Shan said in a bad tone, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Ningyi immediately looked away, "No, don't look, Shanshan, don't be angry."

Zhen Shan closed his eyes and ignored him.

Gu Ningyi looked gloomy and felt a little restless, but he didn't dare to approach her or speak for fear of making her angry again.

The doctor and nurse came quickly. Gu Ningyi was just about to say that he was fine and asked them to check on Zhen Shan. She hadn't eaten or drank for two days and didn't know how she was doing.

However, before he could say anything, he met Zhen Shan's cold eyes, swallowed it back instantly, and obediently cooperated with the doctor to check the wound.

Fortunately, the wound didn't collapse. The doctor repeatedly told Gu Ningyi to be careful. He almost hurt a vital part and couldn't be careless.

Gu Ningyi didn't care too much and said a few perfunctory words, then quickly asked about Zhen Shan's situation.

The doctor said that her stomach was not good in the first place, and it was even more injured this time, so she needed to take good care of it.

Gu Ningyi asked carefully, frowning and taking note of various precautions.

"I'm fine!"

Zhen Shan, who was originally silent, suddenly interrupted them, with a hint of imperceptible annoyance in his tone.

Gu Ningyi shut up instantly. The doctor and nurse looked at the two of them and left knowingly.

The ward suddenly fell silent, with only the sound of two people breathing. One was trying to calm down, the other was cautious.

Zhen Shan didn't look at him. He lay down and turned around, as if he didn't want to face him.

Gu Ningyi's eyes darkened, and she saw a thermos box on the bedside table. It should be the porridge brought by the nurse. It was sitting there untouched.

He looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon. Didn't she eat again?

Gu Ningyi pursed her lips and wanted to pull out the needle and pour her porridge, but thinking of her anger just now, she put her hand down and said in a very soft voice, "Shanshan, have you had lunch?"

Zhen Shan turned his back to him and did not answer.

Gu Ningyi advised her softly: "Would you like to get up and drink some porridge? Don't hurt your stomach."

She still didn't speak, and while Gu Ningyi was anxious about what to do, she asked in a distant and cold voice: "I'm not good. Isn't that what you and your mother want?"

Gu Ningyi panicked, and regardless of what would happen if she pulled off the needle, she hurriedly got out of bed and staggered to her, "I, I didn't, I'm not, Shanshan..."

Zhen Shan heard the sound of him getting out of bed and turned her head subconsciously, especially when she saw the bloody needle on his hand. She didn't know whether it was worry or anger on her face, "You..."

Gu Ningyi immediately put her hands behind her back, her face tense, "I'm fine, really."

Zhen Shan closed his eyes, "Forget it, it's none of my business whether you want to live or die."

Gu Ningyi's eyes flashed with hurt, her head lowered, like an abandoned child, "I know," she hates him!

Zhen Shan couldn't control his temper, "What do you know?"

"I, I..."
Chapter completed!