mtl008 Chapter 160: I’m not afraid of death, but I’m afraid of this?
Chapter 160: I’m not afraid of death, but I’m afraid of this?
The nurse quickly gave Lin Zhiyi another injection and an IV.
After finishing it, Gong Chen looked at Li Huan.
"You go out first."
Li Huan covered his lower abdomen and rubbed the arm that Gong Chen had just pulled apart: "Consider it my work injury!"
The door of the ward slowly closed, and only Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen were left in the room.
Lin Zhiyi came back to her senses and tried to break free from the man's arms.
But he held her tightly from behind, his warm chest wrapped around her with a tough, powerful and domineering aura.
His voice was low and cold: "If you had known she would come to you?"
"I don't know. Didn't my uncle say that I'm not smart enough? How could I possibly guess what other people are thinking?" Lin Zhiyi whispered.
"Are you insisting on speaking?"
The man sat behind Lin Zhiyi, and his expression could not be seen, nor could his emotions be heard.
He just reached out and pulled the quilt over the two of them.
The man's body was very warm, and the cold quilt became warm in an instant.
Lin Zhiyi felt a little awkward, but couldn't move.
The room fell silent, with only the sound of the quilt being gently turned, exuding an ambiguous tone.
After a moment, Lin Zhiyi clutched the quilt tightly: "It's Song Wanqiu."
"Stop talking and take a rest." Gong Chen's voice suddenly turned cold.
Lin Zhiyi's body turned cold again.
He saw her miserable condition just now, and at this moment, he was still protecting Song Wanqiu.
Lin Zhiyi breathed hard, her throat and nose hurt, and even her lungs trembled with pain.
She gritted her teeth, pulled the quilt from him and rolled it around herself.
"I'll call the police. No one can stop me unless you kill me."
Liu's father had just been promoted and his position was unstable, so many people were jealous of him. She didn't believe that the police station was full of Liu's people.
Even if she was doomed to fail, she was determined to muddy the waters.
"Kill you?"
The cold tone accompanied by the man's breath blew in Lin Zhiyi's ears, bringing with it a dangerous sense of oppression.
Without waiting for her to react, the hand around her waist wandered under the quilt, slid into the hem of her clothes and touched her skin.
The hot palm was wrapped in gauze, which had an indescribable roughness, and then it rubbed along the waist.
Lin Zhiyi paused for a moment and held down his arm.
She could hear his close breathing next to her ears, his hot breath spraying on her neck, and spreading throughout her body along with the blood in her arteries, making her tremble.
He chuckled: "You're not afraid of death, but you're afraid of this?"
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi became furious.
“You deliberately…”
She turned her head suddenly and her nose collided with his, and she was stunned.
Obviously, Gong Chen did not expect her to turn around suddenly. In the silence, the coldness on his face rose and fell slightly.
His deep eyes locked onto her, getting deeper and deeper.
He raised his hand slowly, rubbed her cheek with his warm knuckles, and leaned towards her with his face sideways.
Lin Zhiyi's hand felt a little painful after the injection and he frowned.
He raised his eyes, his eyes were as calm as usual, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Go to sleep."
She didn't know if it was the effect of the drug, but she didn't have the energy to argue with him at all. She fell asleep on his chest in a daze.
But she always felt something was wrong.
He didn't seem to threaten her not to call the police.
……
When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, Gong Chen was gone.
The room was very quiet and the quilt was warm and comfortable.
She lifted the quilt with some confusion and found a hot water bottle under her hand where she had just been hanging the water.
It should have been prepared by the nurse who spoke so softly just now.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the phone on the bedside table and immediately straightened herself up.
The phone must have been taken back by Gong Chen.
He wouldn't have done anything again, would he?
Lin Zhiyi opened her phone, but to her surprise, Gong Chen did not touch her phone.
For a moment, she couldn't figure out Gong Chen's thoughts.
But she has more important things to do now.
If she really wants to call the police, she will definitely have to get a physical examination and she will have to ask what is missing from her medical examination report.
After getting out of bed, Lin Zhiyi just stood up and her legs felt weak as if she was stepping on cotton.
She gritted her teeth and walked towards the doctor's office step by step.
Halfway through the walk, the office door was suddenly opened forcefully.
Li Huan rushed out after answering the call: "You are f*cking trying to kill yourself, right? Nonsense!"
Because he was in a hurry, he ran past Lin Zhiyi without noticing her.
Lin Zhiyi looked at his back and thought of the person who escaped from the locker room. He looked like... but also not like him.
Just now, Li Huan’s mask was broken by Gong Chen, and he also hit so many cabinets, so why does he look like nothing happened now?
Also, why did Gong Chen trust Li Huan so much when he knew about the affair between Li Huan and Song Wanqiu?
All kinds of doubts lingered in Lin Zhiyi's mind.
She didn't care about her weak body and kept up with Li Huan by holding on to the wall.
Li Huan went to the emergency center.
Lin Zhiyi stood outside the half-open door and looked inside secretly.
There was a row of beds inside, with different people lying on them.
Li Huan walked to the middle bed and pulled open the bed curtain with force.
Looking at the person on the bed, he started to curse: "Are you out of your mind? You actually went to a deserted mountain to race cars!"
Racing?
Lin Zhiyi felt inexplicably nervous.
But Li Huan's position just blocked the person on the bed and he couldn't see anything.
The nurse next to him quickly grabbed Li Huan.
"Doctor Li, calm down. Doctor Li is just a hobbyist. He wore protective clothing. Apart from some serious fractures and facial injuries, other parts of his body were only slightly scratched."
Hearing that it was nothing serious, Li Huan was obviously relieved and pushed the person on the bed with his hand.
"Get up, I'll take care of the wound on your face."
Just as he finished speaking, a dishevelled figure sat up on the bed.
With his legs bent and one hand on his knee, he revealed the eye-catching watch on his wrist.
At this time, Li Huan turned sideways to take the medicine, and the appearance of the owner of the watch was exposed in front of Lin Zhiyi.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Two...Li Huan!
Although Li Huan, who was wearing a watch, had a scar on his face, one could still see that the face was almost identical to Li Huan.
While Li Huan was treating the wound of the person on the bed, the two young nurses at the nurses' station were secretly communicating with each other.
"Dr. Li looks so handsome in this outfit. He is indeed the most handsome of the new doctors. His style is totally different from his brother, Dr. Li."
"More than that, can you imagine that he is a pediatrician?"
"I really want to see how he coaxes a child."
After saying that, Li Huan had already removed the helmet fragments embedded in the man's face.
Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and what she saw was a face with a diamond-shaped wound above the brow bone.
Gradually, it completely overlapped with the doctor in the memory of the previous life.
"It was the Third Master who personally sent your daughter to the operating table. We confirmed the operation with him several times in advance. This is his signature."
"Your daughter died. There was a special medicine to prevent the infection, but the Third Master said it was not a big deal and there was no need to use the special medicine."
"Please accept my condolences. At least the Third Master's son is saved, isn't he?"
No?
These three words were like a dagger stabbing deeply into Lin Zhiyi's heart.
She stared at the doctor who pronounced her daughter dead.
I remember his face and his scars.
Although Li Huan does not have this scar now, a lot of things will happen in the next eight years, and it is possible that he will leave a scar on his face.
So Lin Zhiyi didn’t think much about it.
Unexpectedly, she found the wrong person!
Pediatrics, Dr. Li…that explains Xingxing’s death.
Just when Lin Zhiyi was about to fall, a pair of hands supported her from behind...