After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

It was already midnight when Zhou Lin returned to Bright Sky City. He got out of the car and subconsciously looked up. He could see that the light in the master bedroom was still on.

Is Cheng Zhiwei not asleep yet?

The door of the master bedroom was not closed tightly. Zhou Lin went in, but did not see Cheng Zhiwei on the bed.

He was stunned for a moment and touched the quilt.

The quilt is cold.

Cheng Zhiwei is not here.

His expression suddenly changed, and when he was about to call Wang Mei, his eyes suddenly turned to the bathroom.

There are lights there.

The bathroom door was pushed open and Zhou Lin saw Cheng Zhiwei.

She curled up in the bathtub, her long hair floating on the water, hugging her knees, and showed no reaction to anyone coming in.

The smooth skin on his body had become cold and pale due to being soaked in water for a long time.

Zhou Lin stretched out half of his hand to test the temperature of the water, and it was cold when he touched it.

Anger suddenly rose, Zhou Lin forcefully pulled Cheng Zhiwei up and stared at her bloodless lips.

Only then did Cheng Zhiwei's eyes move. He looked at Zhou Lin calmly and without any waves, and then slid away quietly.

"With such cold water, do you want to freeze to death here?" Zhou Lin asked suppressing his temper.

Cheng Zhi lowered her eyes slightly, her wet hair sticking to her skin. She avoided Zhou Lin, pulled the towel over and wrapped it around herself, stepped on the cold floor of the bathroom with bare feet, and walked out.

Zhou Lin picked her up without expression, put her next to the bed, and went to get a hair dryer to blow her hair.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't resist or refuse, and let him take care of her.

When she obeyed, Zhou Lin's tone softened and he brought her pajamas over, "Get changed and go to sleep. I'll prepare medicine for you."

Her skin turned white after soaking in the water. She must have been soaked in the water for a long time. She would definitely catch a cold in such cold water.

Zhou Lin turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, closed the door and went out, but when he came back, Cheng Zhiwei went into the bathroom again and soaked in the water.

Zhou Lin felt his forehead being pulled hard. He pursed his lips and pulled Cheng Zhiwei up again, "Cheng Zhiwei, do you think this is interesting?"

Cheng Zhiwei remained silent.

Zhou Lin was furious, grabbed her chin and pulled her out of the water, staring into her eyes with his dark eyes, "Speak."

Cheng Zhiwei was forced to look at him, but her eyes were distracted. She didn't look at him at all, she just stared blankly ahead.

So broken.

"Cheng Zhiwei, everything is over." Zhou Lin suddenly reached out and took her into his arms, his voice trembling slightly.

Cheng Zhiwei was still like a puppet, as calm as dead water.

Zhou Lin took her back to the bed again, changed her clothes with his own hands, made her drink medicine, and covered her with a quilt.

Then he took a quick shower, got into bed and held Cheng Zhiwei in his arms, "Go to sleep."

After sleeping for less than half an hour, Zhou Lin was awakened by the movement in his arms. He turned on the light and watched Cheng Zhiwei get up quietly, and then went to unbutton his clothes.

A feeling of panic crawled into his heart. Zhou Lin pulled Cheng Zhiwei back and pinched her shoulders, "Cheng Zhiwei, that's enough."

Cheng Zhiwei's clear black and white eyes showed no emotion. She waved away Zhou Lin's hand and finally said a word.

"dirty."

Zhou Lin's hands shook and he said hoarsely: "It's been washed, it's not dirty."

"Dirty." Cheng Zhiwei repeated, struggling like a nightmare.

Zhou Lin leaned over and hugged her back, leaned closer, and suddenly paused. His big palm touched Cheng Zhiwei's forehead, and the scorching temperature burned the palm of his hand.

She has a fever.

Zhou Lin didn't dare to neglect, quickly got dressed, took a thick coat and wrapped Cheng Zhiwei, and immediately went to the hospital.

After the injection was administered, Cheng Zhiwei became a little quieter, but the abnormal red color on her face reminded Zhou Lin how weak she was at this time.

Zhang Yuanheng took the blood test report and read it for a while, then asked someone to prepare things and enter the ward.

Zhou Lin waited at the door of the ward for about half an hour before Zhang Yuanheng came out. He took off his gloves and looked at Zhou Lin, "She has a fever because of inflammation in her ears."

"Inflammation in the ears?" Zhou Lin thought that Cheng Zhiwei had been soaked in cold water for so long, maybe the water got into his ears.

"To be precise, it's because... maybe it's blood in her ear." Zhang Yuanheng paused and said calmly, "Her left ear has not recovered because it was seriously injured before, so this time after dirty things got into it, Inflammation quickly develops."

Zhou Lin's throat rolled, and his voice was a little harsh, "Is your left ear injured?"

"It's the time she was beaten half to death before." Zhang Yuanheng's tone was a bit harsh, but he still chose to speak out, "Her hearing in her left ear has begun to decline, and she has been wearing a hearing aid. Didn't you notice?"

The last sentence was asked sarcastically.

Zhou Lin frowned but said nothing.

"This fever may cause permanent damage to her hearing. This means that she may only be able to use one ear for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, people who lose hearing in one ear usually develop into deafness. ."

This means that in the near future, Cheng Zhiwei will become completely deaf.

Zhang Yuanheng said everything he needed to say and left with the nurse.

Zhou Lin stood outside for a long time before entering the ward.

The abnormal redness on Cheng Zhiwei's face had faded. She was lying quietly, her black hair spread on the snow-white pillow, making her face colorless and her chin extremely thin.

She...never said...

The cell phone rang suddenly, which was particularly obvious in the quiet ward.

Zhou Lin glanced at the name dancing on the screen and clicked the green call button.

"Is something wrong?"

Perhaps because of the coldness in his voice, Xu Zhenzhen on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before cautiously asking: "Alin, have I disturbed you?"

Zhou Lin lowered his eyes and looked at Cheng Zhiwei, and said in a calm voice, "It's okay, what's wrong?"

"I just wanted to ask if Zhiwei is okay?"

"she's fine……"

Xu Zhenzhen immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said in a more relaxed tone, "It was my negligence. I didn't know that someone would be so excited and splash blood all over Zhiwei. I'm sorry, A-Lin, I'm really sorry."

Her pitiful apology was completely different from the aggressive way she had made Cheng Zhiwei kneel down and repent.

"You know, I really can't accept Zhuzhu's death." Xu Zhenzhen sobbed, "I'm too paranoid. I'm sorry for Zhiwei."

Zhou Lin suddenly felt impatient in his heart, but he held it back, but his tone was a little cold, "You should go to bed early, the operation is about to happen, so don't stay up late."

Xu Zhenzhen's crying stopped, and then she whispered: "Okay."

The call was hung up and silence returned to the ward.

Zhou Lin suddenly stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Zhiwei's ear, but only touched the hair, so he took his hand back again with a complicated look in his eyes.

Cheng Zhiwei had a long, long sleep. In her dream, she rejected the Zhou family's marriage proposal and left Yucheng alone to pursue her dream. She saw herself standing in the spotlight, singing her favorite song.

Then... she... woke up...