Pretending to be good

Although Yuan Jiao kept telling him to check his body, Xi Ci had been in the hospital for so many days, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his body.

Even the wound on the back of the neck does not feel pain.

Xi Ci woke up from sleep, feeling exhausted, looking out the window at the coming night, his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy, even struggling to breathe.

Maybe it was because he was frightened by being taken to such a place by Gu Nange, and he didn't sleep well for the past few days.

Xici thought in a daze.

Dragging his exhausted body, Xici walked into the bathroom and looked at the person who was thinner in a circle in the mirror. Xici looked closely at the dull and irrelevant complexion on his cheeks, the dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible, his cheeks were sunken, and the whole figure looked like After being eaten away, only a walking corpse remains, and his eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, and he can't see the agility of the past.

Xi Ci sighed, turned on the tap and washed his face.

Drops of water ran down the cheeks, and the neckline was wet.

Xici looked at himself in the mirror who was a little more awake after being shocked by the cold water. Hearing the sound of the rushing water, the dejected self in the mirror seemed to be covered in a layer of mist. Caused by dizziness, or a swollen head, Xi Ci actually felt that he was like a huge vortex in the mirror, swallowing himself bit by bit.

Xici supported the sink, closed his eyes fiercely, took a few deep breaths with his head down, opened his eyes after a few deep breaths, and looked at the sink.

His lifeless face was reflected in the accumulated water in the pool, and Xi Ci felt uncomfortable seeing it.

It was like a dead man crawling out of a grave.

His eyes shifted slowly, and fell on his thin wrist.

There was a strangle mark on the wrist, and the bruises had accumulated under the skin, and now it was unmistakable, Xici was shocked, looking at his other hand, there were also traces of bruises.

In the past few days, he has been sleeping in his memory. How did this bruise come from?How come he has no impression at all?

Xici frowned, and after a long silence, he squatted down and pulled up his trouser legs. Sure enough, there were two bruises on the ankles of his feet, just like his wrists.

Before Xi Ci could react, there was the sound of opening the door, and Yuan Jiao's voice came from the door.

"Xixi, take today's medicine first."

Xici suddenly looked out, and in the misty jungle, he seemed to see a little bit of flaw.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand what he thought of.

Yuan Jiao was holding the medicine and the water cup, and stood at the door of the bathroom to look at him, "What's the matter? Come out and take the medicine."

Xi Ci walked out of the bathroom in panic. He watched Yuan Jiao hand him the white pill, took it, but didn't stuff it into his mouth, and just asked, "Mom, what's wrong with me? What kind of medicine is this?"

Yuan Jiao smiled and said, "This is prescribed by the doctor. You have been feeling weak recently. Isn't the wound on the back of your neck healed? There are also some anti-inflammatory drugs."

Xi Ci looked at the nameless pill, and the speculation in his heart became more and more intense, but in front of Yuan Jiao, he stuffed the medicine into his mouth as usual.

After eating, sit on the bed and lie down.

Yuan Jiao looked at him with relief, "Mom knows you've been bored recently, but if you bear with it, you'll be discharged from the hospital in two days."

Xi Ci covered the quilt and nodded.

Yuan Jiao touched his forehead and comforted him gently, "Good boy, have a good rest, mom will wash some fruit for you."

Xi Ci nodded and watched Yuan Jiao leave the ward.

There was a sound of closing the door, and Xi Ci, who buried his head in the bed, spit out the bitter pill that had already melted in his mouth, looking out the window at the dusk, his eyes were full of indelible immersion.

Not long after, Yuan Jiao left and came back again, and after Xi Ci yelled twice at Xi Ci's bedside, there was no response from Xi Ci.

Xi Ci closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to relax himself, so as not to let Yuan Jiao discover the fact that he was pretending to sleep.

A pair of gentle and delicate hands caressed his forehead, and Yuan Jiao sighed deeply in Xi Ci's ear.

"Xixi, bear with it, in two days, mother will send you abroad, and you will be fine in the future."

The gentle voice was mixed with the lingering sound of sobbing, Xi Ci listened, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

In the past few days, something happened that he didn't know about, and Yuan Jiao must have known about the existence of Gu Xici and Xiao Xi. These days, he woke up every time, feeling exhausted and unable to fully concentrate. Gu Xici didn't appear in such a weak mental state, there must be something wrong!

The sound of Yuan Jiao's footsteps gradually faded away, and the entire ward was empty, filled with silence.

Xici opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky outside the window. The two feeble lamps beside the bed didn't work at all, and the whole room was still swallowed by the night.

The ticking sound of the clock next to the pillow echoed clearly, and every second was deeply imprinted in Xici's mind. Gradually, Xici's eyelids couldn't hold on anymore, and they sank heavily. At the last second when he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of the door opening .

creak-

The door opened.

Gu Nange walked in from the outside, followed by several doctors in white coats.

Gu Nange lifted the quilt covering Xici's body, and several doctors used leather handcuffs to fix Xici's limbs on the bed as if they were familiar with it. Xici was like a doll at the mercy of others, lying quietly on the bed.

Gu Nange sat on a chair on one side, looked at the exhausted Xi Ci on the bed, and waited quietly.

Not long after, there was another sound at the door, and Huo Chengyu walked in from the door.

Gu Nange leaned on his back, obviously a little tired, rubbed the center of his brows, and asked, "How many more days?"

Huo Chengyu walked to Xici's bed and said, "About a week."

Gu Nange took a deep breath, "Hurry up, I think Xi Ci's mental state is not very good recently, if this continues, I'm worried that he won't be able to bear it."

"There is no way around it. Everything has to be done step by step. No one can predict problems if you act too hastily." Huo Chengyu glanced at Gu Nange, "If you can't stand it, you can go out."

Gu Nange shook his head, "You start."

Half a month has passed. Since the last time in the clubhouse, Gu Nange took Xici to the hospital to receive treatment from a psychiatrist. Gu Nange convinced Yuan Jiao with the marks of being bitten by a wolf dog while protecting Xici. She came to the hospital to take care of Xici, so as to reduce Xici's vigilance and vigilance.

And for the past half month, Huo Chengyu has treated Xici more than twice a day, and each time he will get a strong reaction from Xici's personality. Under the treatment of medicine and Huo Chengyu, Xici's condition has changed slightly. It's getting better, the spirit of the personality in the body is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems to be showing signs of weakening.

But this inevitably made Xici's spirit slump day after day. Gu Nange saw the changes in Xici in the past few days, and really didn't dare to appear in front of him.

Gu Xici who was on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, his spirits were listless, his eyelids drooped hollowly, without focus.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Huo Chengyu. Gu Xici didn't have the slightest affection for the doctor who wanted to 'kill' him, so he turned his head slightly and looked at Gu Nange.

He just looked at it, didn't say a word, just looked at it.

What he wants to say, what he wants to say, has been said in the past half a month, but he is not Xici after all, and he can't get any mercy. Everyone looks at him with cold eyes and no warmth.

Huo Chengyu will give him an injection, and Gu Xici doesn't know what that injection is, but he will feel extremely tired, making him unable to concentrate on thinking about anything. Ten thousand needles seem to be piercing.

The restraints that clasped his limbs ordered him not to move around. No matter how painful it was, this weak body was unable to resist. He moved his eyes to the ceiling lifelessly, panting heavily.

So tired, so tired, so tired that he really just fell asleep like this.

That way you don't have to endure so much pain day after day.

Huo Chengyu looked into his slack eyes calmly, "If you feel uncomfortable, you know what to do."

Voices came from all directions, and what Gu Xici heard now were all echoes that echoed continuously. He grinned coldly, mockingly, and said word by word, "You, dream, dream!"

Huo Chengyu adjusted his glasses, and injected the liquid in the needle into the veins in Gu Nange's arm.

Gu Nange seemed to be struggling for the last time, resisting stubbornly, but was powerless.

He was weak all over, his limbs were restrained, he couldn't move his whole body, and even had difficulty breathing, so he could only breathe in oxygen with his mouth open, watching helplessly as the liquid in the needle tube was poured into his body bit by bit.

This feeling of powerlessness disgusted him even himself.

Huo Chengyu's words were infinitely amplified in his ears, forming echoes one after another in this empty room, but those echoes that he hated drilled into his mind one by one.

There seemed to be thousands of needles pricking in Gu Xici's mind, and there was a voice bewitching him, if he didn't want to be so painful, just do what he said.

That voice was so alluring, Gu Xici couldn't help but think again and again, just do what he said once, only once.

With dizzy pupils, he looked for Huo Chengyu in a daze, and asked him in a murmur, "How to do it?"

Huo Chengyu's words rang in his ears again, but Gu Xici felt chest tightness, and an unbearable nausea churned in his stomach. He turned his head and met Gu Nange's gaze who was sitting by the bed.

Those eyes were cold, without a trace of pity.

Treat him like an enemy, look at him like a deadly enemy.

Gu Xici wondered more than once, is this gaze really looking at him?