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

Zhou Lin couldn't see it, walked over with a cold face, bent down to pick her up, and strode into Zhang Yuanheng's office.

They have recently become regulars here.

Zhang Yuanheng was used to it. He put down what he was holding and walked over. He looked at Cheng Zhiwei's face and asked, "What's wrong with you, Madam?"

Cheng Zhiwei sat on the sofa and handed over his hand, "The glass is cut."

The palms were opened and covered with blood.

Zhang Yuanheng immediately brought the medicine box over, checked it first, then applied the medicine, and warned: "Remember not to get wet."

Cheng Zhiwei pointed to the blood stains on his pants and said, "Please ask the nurse to help me take care of these."

The blood stains had dried and turned dark red.

Zhang Yuanheng's scalp felt numb and he spoke quickly, "With so many wounds, did the young lady roll in the broken glass?"

Zhou Lin frowned tightly, thinking that the blood stains on her body looked like they had rolled through broken glass.

Doesn't she... feel pain?

Cheng Zhiwei shook his head, said nothing, and followed the nurse to another room.

Zhang Yuanheng came back after washing his hands. Zhou Lin was leaning on the sofa, his legs crossed, his fingers tapping on his knees, his eyes calm, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Yuanheng made tea for him, thought about it, and couldn't help but said: "I see that the young lady's face is very pale and she is not in good spirits. Something happened?"

Zhou Lin couldn't answer this question because he was the culprit of Cheng Zhiwei's mental illness.

Zhang Yuanheng was actually a little afraid of Zhou Lin, but the doctor was kind-hearted at this time, so after careful consideration, he couldn't help but said: "If people are under extreme mental pressure for a long time, it is easy for them to have mental problems. I don't think so." Every time Madam comes here, she looks very pale and has no energy..."

"Zhang Yuanheng, are you her dedicated doctor?" Zhou Lin interrupted Zhang Yuanheng angrily, with a casual tone, "How can she be under any pressure?"

In the past, Cheng Shang and his wife supported her, but later, even if she did something shameless, her parents would protect her.

After marrying into the Zhou family, Zhou Chenyuan and his wife treated her better than his biological son.

She hasn't suffered at all, so what kind of pressure can she feel?

Zhang Yuanheng was not good at words, so he was really worried about Cheng Zhiwei's condition when he said those words. Now that he was being retorted like this by Zhou Lin, he had nothing to say for a while.

After a while, the nurse brought Cheng Zhiwei in, along with three ointments.

Zhou Lin's eyebrows twitched, "Do you want to take so much medicine?"

The nurse explained: "The wounds on Ms. Cheng's body are relatively broken and some are very deep. This amount is needed to apply until the scabs are completely formed."

Cheng Zhiwei had already taken the medicine, with a gentle expression and a calm tone, "I understand, thank you."

Zhang Yuanheng warned again, "Don't get wet these two days, as it will leave scars."

"Yeah." Cheng Zhiwei agreed and asked Zhang Yuanheng, "Do you have any sleeping pills?"

"Sleeping pills?" Zhang Yuanheng was startled and almost bit his tongue.

Zhou Lin frowned, grabbed Cheng Zhiwei's wrist and pulled her to his eyes, "What are you planning?"

Did you deliberately mention sleeping pills in front of him to threaten him?

Cheng Zhiwei didn't look at Zhou Lin. Even if he grabbed her wrist and pulled her in, she remained indifferent.

"I've been suffering from insomnia recently and can't fall asleep. I want to take some sleeping pills." She explained, thought about it, and added, "If you don't have it here, I'll buy it somewhere else."

"Yes." Zhang Yuanheng said quickly, "But there are regulations. We have to register, and we can't take too much at one time."

"I just want a few pills. Maybe it will be fine after a while."

After taking the medicine, the driver sent Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin back to Bright Sky City.

When she got home, Wang Mei was the first to greet her, asking with nagging concern, "Madam, what happened? Have you seen the injuries on your body? Are they serious? Have you bought any medicine?"

Zhou Lin lowered his head and looked at Cheng Zhiwei. It turned out that she was injured at home.

Cheng Zhiwei replied patiently, "I've gone to see Zhang Yuanheng and got the medicine. It's not serious."

Wang Mei breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good, lunch will be ready soon, please wait a moment."

"Ah."

Cheng Zhiwei put the ointment away and went upstairs to change into a skirt. There were many wounds on her fair legs, but because she was almost kneeling on the broken glass at that time, some of the wounds were deeper.

Her legs were long, straight, and white, which Xu Tian envied the most. Unfortunately, she didn't know if they would leave scars in the future.

The phone rang.

Cheng Zhiwei glanced at the name and quickly answered, "Brother Qiancheng."

Meng Qiancheng's voice came with gentle guilt, "I know everything, Weiwei, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you."

"It's me who has caused trouble for you." Cheng Zhibited his lip slightly. She was the one who should say sorry. It was she who offended Zhou Lin, and Zhou Lin was the one who caused trouble for Meng Qiancheng.

"I don't care, but you, Zhou Lin treats you like this, I... feel sorry for you." Meng Qiancheng's voice was much lower, and his lingering thoughts were hidden in it.

Cheng Zhiwei's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears. She really couldn't get anyone else's care, but just a few words made her almost vent her grievances.

Fortunately, she didn't want to worry Meng Qiancheng, so she held back.

"I'm used to it, it's okay." Five simple words explained everything.

But Meng Qiancheng became excited, "He Zhou Lin only dares to do whatever he wants because he was born in Jinxiudui and has a prominent family background. If he is just an ordinary person like you and me, he... he is nothing. "

The words he spoke were filled with a bit of teeth-gnashing hatred.

Cheng Zhiwei was stunned while holding her phone. Meng Qiancheng's resentful words were full of jealousy, which made her unable to react.

Even though she was being teased by Zhou Lin like this, she never thought that it was because Zhou Lin's family background was better than hers, and she resented her ordinary background.

Speechless for a moment.

Meng Qiancheng choked up and said, "I'm sorry, Weiwei, I was too excited just now. I shouldn't have said such things."

"It doesn't matter." Cheng Zhiwei said lightly.

"I just... I wanted to take you away from him, but I found that I couldn't even compare to his fingers." Meng Qiancheng felt deeply self-blame, "Weiwei, I'm sorry, I'm useless."

Cheng Zhi bit his lip slightly and his eyes turned red.

She could understand Meng Qiancheng's emotions, but this was her business, so why should she blame Meng Qiancheng.

"Brother Qiancheng, you don't have to worry about me..."

"There is one more thing." Meng Qiancheng took a deep breath and stabilized his voice, "I have always wanted to tell you, but after thinking about it for a long time, I was afraid of affecting your relationship with Zhou Lin, so I never mentioned it."

"what?"

"I've been thinking about giving you the wrong medicine for a long time. The hospital has strict rules and the nurses are professional. How could the wrong medicine be given to you? Weiwei, do you think this is a deliberate design?"

Cheng Zhiwei's mind was buzzing. She clenched her phone and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.