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The night outside is beautiful and the reeds are green.

Painful groans in the ward came from under the quilt.

Jiang Liang covered the wound with both hands, curled up like a cooked shrimp.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't figure out why it hurt so much.

Could it be that the doctor didn't prescribe painkillers today?

Probably because of the unbearable pain, Jiang Liang made a gesture to get up and ring the call bell on the wall.

The distance that is usually not far is too far for Jiang Liang now.

He propped himself up with one hand, leaned out half of his body to ring the bell, but fell off the bed directly because there was no light in the ward.

There was too much movement, the wound on his body opened again, and Rong Sheng in the lounge was also awakened.But he didn't go out.

He was waiting for Jiang Liang to call for help.

After 5 minutes, Rong Sheng had no choice but to open the door to check the situation before Jiang Liang called him.

After turning on the light, the situation in the house was extremely chaotic.

The bed was empty, half of the quilt fell on the ground, and half slumped on the bed.

Rong Sheng quickly went around to the side where the bell was called, only to see blood oozing from Jiang Liang's wound,

Those hands were covered in blood, and there were still blood marks on the bedside table beside him. It seemed that he was struggling to ring the call bell.

Rong Sheng turned sideways and immediately rang the call bell twice.

He knelt down and patted Jiang Liang's back, comforting the man.

It's just that the man's face was pale, but he bit his lip tightly and didn't utter a cry for help.

Like someone who is about to commit suicide.

He lifted Jiang Liang's chilly body and wrapped it tightly in a quilt.

Calling Jiang Liang again and again.

Warm tears flowed from Jiang Liang's eyes, flowed down his cheeks, and finally fell into Rong Sheng's warm hands.

Jiang Liang was in pain, but he couldn't cry out.

He was used to swallowing everything silently.

Even if he knew that Rong Sheng was with him at this time, he still couldn't utter a word for help.

All that was left was the painful convulsions and gasping in Rong Sheng's arms.

The nurse came in quickly.

The whole house smelled of blood.

The knife edge is actually not as small as Jiang Liang said during the day.

He said that only to comfort Shu Hua who was frightened.

The fifth floor of the hospital in the early morning was a mess.

Several nurses called the department, pushed the emergency bed, and cleaned up the room.

When Jiang Liang was pushed into the operating room again, Rong Sheng was already in a trance.

He didn't think about it like this.

He just wanted to listen to Jiang Liang begging him to pay more attention to him and be more sensible.

I didn't think so.

A nurse kindly took him to wash the blood.

He looked down at Jiang Liang's blood-stained hands and clothes, which was really unsightly.

I can only follow the nurse to clean up and change clothes.

Wu Yu arrived an hour later.

Jiang Liang has re-sutured the wound and injected painkillers.

"How did you take care of him?" Wu Yu threw the bag on Rong Sheng's body, ignoring being in the hospital, and directly yelled.

She is mentally ill to think that Rong Sheng can take good care of Jiang Liang.

From beginning to end, this person is selfish and autocratic.

She took out her mobile phone and called Henry Zhang, telling him to take Rong Sheng away quickly and don't show up again.

Henry Zhang was still dazed when he was scolded by the person he was pursuing in his sleep.

Hearing Rong Sheng's name again, he looked at the time on his phone, and could only rub his eyes, feeling that he was unkind, so he put on his clothes and went to the hospital.

"To be honest, Jiang Liang's face is paler than before." Henry Zhang pinched a cigarette with his fingers and Rong Sheng stood in the fire escape, feeling melancholy about life.

"I thought Jiang Liang would beg me when I stopped taking the medicine." Rong Sheng frowned, took a puff of cigarette and let it out again, his face was full of sadness.

Henry Zhang stopped smoking, and choked his nose with a puff of smoke.

"Ahem, you stop his medicine? What kind of medicine?" Henry Zhang turned sideways to look at his friend with a face full of shock, somewhat unable to see through Rong Sheng's behavior.

"Painkiller."

"You're really fucking nothing." Henry Zhang felt that what Rong Sheng did was really wrong when he heard this, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Jiang Liang was originally injured because of Rong Sheng, but today he was injured again because Rong Sheng stopped the painkillers.

He just glanced at Jiang Liang just now, and his face was so pale that it couldn't be any whiter.

His lips were bitten by himself, and the corners of the sheets he changed were covered in blood.

He really can't understand Rong Sheng, so he can't stop tormenting Jiang Liang?

The man stayed in the hospital for a few days, and the naked eye could see that he had lost a lot of weight.

Eye sockets are almost empty.

"Do you have to toss people to death?" Henry Zhang stamped out the cigarette butts under his feet, looked at the stairs below and said, "If you don't want him to live, you might as well drag him over and throw him down from here now. It's still dead free and easy."

Rong Sheng followed Henry Zhang's gaze to the twenty stairs.

There is a certain height, and if someone really rolls down from here, it may cause cerebral hemorrhage or head injury.

Rong Sheng flicked the cigarette ash lightly with his finger holding the cigarette, his indifferent Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly.

That does not work.

Then he made a promise to Henry Zhang.

"I won't bother him anymore, and let him go when the contract is over."

These words were used by Rong Sheng to secure Henry Zhang.

As for how to deal with it and how to end it, it still depends on his intentions.

That face... is similar to Su Ziru's face.

Rong Sheng curled his fingers, he had some thoughts about that face that belonged to Jiang Liang and resembled Su Ziru.

"I'll have a look at the situation later, and then I'll take you back to the apartment."

Henry Zhang first opened the door of the fire escape and went out, Rong Sheng didn't go out until he had smoked a cigarette.

There were only a few footsteps in the incandescent hospital corridor in the early morning. The nurse at the nurse's station was looking at the computer, and the daytime nurse had already changed shifts and left.

Everyone acted as if nothing happened tonight, and they all performed their own duties and planed their own affairs.

Wu Yu stood by Jiang Liang's bed with a tired face.

I was sleeping soundly at night, but I suddenly received a call from the hospital.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that it was the right thing to do by leaving the phone at the nurse's desk.

Otherwise, I don't know why Jiang Liang was tortured by Rong Sheng in the hospital.

She took a paper towel and wiped the sweat stains beside Jiang Liang's ears, her hair lay limply beside her ears.

The man was still frowning when he was asleep.

How it hurts to be awake.

Wu Yu loves Jiang Liang as a friend and younger brother.

She really cherishes Jiang Liang, just like she cherishes her own feathers.

When Jiang Liang first signed the company, he took her with her who had no work tasks. After a few months, he met Rong Sheng who was about to make a fortune. It was Jiang Liang who brought her from that film and television company to Rong.

Jiang Liang has risen all the way, so she is naturally not bad.

When she dealt with it later, when passers-by took pictures of Jiang Liang's suicide, she realized that when Jiang's mother's life was hanging by a thread, Jiang Liang almost followed her.

Such a person who is afraid of pain has wiped several knives on himself at that time.

Jiang Liang was sitting in the corner holding a rose in his hand.

He said he was in pain and needed to see a doctor.

Wu Yu coughed a few times, withdrew from the memories of the past, and played with Jiang Liang's bruised hands that were pricked by needles.

On the back of the white hand, there is no look like it used to be.

Needle holes and bruises everywhere.

The moonlight is cold and clear, just like in the ward.

Henry Zhang opened the door of the ward, but was kicked out by Wu Yu in an instant.

"You take Rong Sheng back, I will take care of Jiang Liang here in the future." Wu Yu closed the door of the ward, and looked at Henry Zhang who was leaning against the wall diagonally opposite.

Maybe he was woken up in the middle of the night, and there was still some broken drowsiness on this man's face.

She pinched her pockets, but found no cigarettes.

"How do you take care of it? It's not convenient." Henry Zhang's eyes widened in surprise, how could he let the woman he wanted to chase take care of an adult man.

Can't do it.

"Please take a male escort." Wu Yu tightened his coat tightly, the hospital in the early morning was cold, a bit penetrating.

She has calmed down now.

So after seeing Rong Sheng's appearance, he just took a few glances and didn't speak again.

"Then I will take Rongsheng back, and I will trouble you here." Henry Zhang tugged at Rongsheng, and said again, "You pay attention to rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

Henry Zhang's attitude of observing Wu Yu probably did not know that Jiang Liang's painkillers were stopped by Rong Sheng.

If he knew that the reason for this incident was Rong Sheng again, Wu Yu would probably pack the two of them up and bury them on the spot.

For now, he can only take Rong Sheng away from the scene quickly, and then think about what to do next.

What would Jiang Liang do if he knew about this?

Henry Zhang was puzzled!

Why is my brother actually mentally retarded?

Wu Yu, who was standing at the door of the ward, watched the two figures move towards the elevator and leave before returning to the ward.

In the few days after Jiang Liang woke up, Rong Sheng did not appear again, but Henry Zhang checked in in front of him or Wu Yu on time every day.

Today is stewed chicken with mushrooms, tomorrow is wakame health soup, and the day after tomorrow is red dates health porridge.

Jiang Liang watched Henry Zhang take out lunch boxes one after another from Pinji's packing bag again.

Pinji catering is super expensive, although Jiang Liang occasionally brought Wu Yu to eat.

The dark green packing belt means environmental protection and health.

But Jiang Liang looked at the slightly luxurious packaging bag in front of him...

Well, well, it doesn't matter.

"That, Jiang Liang." Henry Zhang lowered his head and put down the lunch box and glanced at Wu Yu who was sitting on the sofa screening the script and said, "Can Rong Sheng come over later?"

Henry Zhang really didn't want to help Rong Sheng spread the word, for fear that Rong Sheng would make some fools.

Recently, relying on Jiang Liang, he has gotten closer to Wu Yu.

In case something happened at that time, it would not be worth the loss if he was kicked out by Wu Yu.

But he thought about it again, but Rong Sheng repeatedly assured that he couldn't help but trust his brother.

So I had no choice but to ask Jiang Liang.

The book under Jiang Liang's hands has been changed from the script to Tagore's "Flying Birds".

"Let him come, and I didn't say no." Jiang Liang smiled lightly and turned over a page, looking at the line of beautiful characters.

God said to man: "I hurt you because I heal you, and punish you because I love you."

His knuckles rubbed the paper lightly, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

He still remembered one sentence.

Even if love brings you nothing but sorrow, trust in it and don't close your heart.

With a gentle face, Jiang Liang pursed his lips slightly and said, "It's okay."

Whatever the situation and result, he will admit that it doesn't matter.

Roses come in time, but love and liking will not.

Jiang Liang thought, he must do this rationally.