Looking at Gu Zhun, who remained silent, Shen Beitang felt as empty as a bottomless black hole in her heart, which could never be filled.

"Gu Zhun, you don't need to say anything, I know everything..."

Gu Zhun rested one hand on the table, trying to speak several times, but each time he rubbed his temples in discomfort.

"I'll go find a hotel tonight."

Shen Beitang stood up and put the chair back in its original position, as if no one had ever sat there.

"Shen Beitang, how dare you!"

Gu Zhun endured the pain and tried to take her hand.

"Bang--"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground rang out behind me.

"Gu Zhun!"

Shen Beitang turned around and saw Gu Zhun lying silently on the ground.

When Gu Zhun was helped up, there was a small pool of blood on the ground and bloodstains on the corner of the table.

We must stop the bleeding first. He's already a madman; hitting his head will only make things worse.

Shen Beitang got up to find gauze and hemostatic powder, which she remembered were in the first-aid kit in the living room.

"No, Shen Beitang, you..."

Gu Zhun suddenly opened his eyes and used his last bit of strength to grab his hand.

"If you dare to leave, I'll... I'll kill you!"

Blood flowed down his forehead and into his eyes, making everything he saw a crimson blur, and Shen Beitang's features became unrecognizable.

Gu Zhun wanted to raise his hand to wipe the blood in front of him, but when he saw Shen Beitang's appearance, his hand felt like it was filled with a thousand pounds of cement.

"I just wanted to find you some gauze to stop the bleeding."

Shen Beitang took a scarf and placed it under his head. Every time she reached out to pull Gu Zhun's hand away.

What they got in return was even more forceful pulling, as if their bones were about to be crushed.

"Okay, I won't leave."

Shen Beitang moved him to lean against his lap, but the patient refused to cooperate, so it seemed the only option was to call 120 (emergency services).

...

"You need medical attention now, please let go of this lady's hand."

The doctor who came with the car tried to pry open Gu Zhun's hands.

Gu Zhun's hand seemed to be glued to Shen Beitang's body, and he couldn't get it off no matter what he did.

The doctor was helpless; he had never seen such a case before. He could only say this to Shen Beitang with a sigh.

"We'll have to trouble you to come with us to the hospital."

Shen Beitang tried many times himself, and he really didn't know that a person who had already fainted had so much strength.

He was just yelling that he was going to kill me, but now he's lying here motionless. I really don't know who killed whom.

“His wound is quite large and needs to be sutured. The surgery requires the family’s signature.”

The doctor took out a surgical consent form and asked Shen Beitang to sign it in the family member section.

Shen Beitang held the pen but hesitated to write, saying with difficulty.

“I am not his family member.”

The doctor gave her a strange look. She wasn't a family member, yet the patient was clinging to her so tightly. Was she an enemy?

"Then notify his parents."

“He has no parents and is an orphan. We are in Jincheng on a business trip.”

The doctor was stunned. Without a signature, who would dare to perform the suturing surgery?

"Then who are you to him? If you're not family, why is he holding onto you like this?"

The doctor's aggressive tone, like interrogating a criminal, made Shen Beitang feel a little guilty.

"I... I guess I'd say I'm his fiancée," Shen Beitang said softly.

The doctor gave me a knowing look and said, "These young people nowadays, they have so many tricks up their sleeves. There are quite a few like you who end up in the hospital because of your antics."

Shen Beitang was speechless. It was all a misunderstanding; she really hadn't played anything.

"Your fiancée is also family, so hurry up and sign. You'll be a fool if you bleed to death."

The doctor urged her to sign the consent form.

Shen Beitang muttered to himself, "Even a fool is better than a madman."

After signing the papers, Shen Beitang was about to leave when he discovered he couldn't move at all.

"Doctor, what should I do?"

She showed the doctor the spot where Gu Zhun was still tightly gripping; she desperately wanted to leave, but she couldn't move an inch.

The doctor shook his head and said helplessly, "It seems you guys are better at having fun than I thought."

Then the anesthesiologist was called in and began to disinfect Gu Zhun.

"It'll be fine after they give you anesthesia."

Just as the needle was about to be inserted, Gu Zhun, who had been lying motionless on the bed, suddenly sat up, his eyes bloodshot.

"Shen Beitang, you are not allowed to leave!"

The doctor gave Shen Beitang a wink, and Shen Beitang immediately understood and began to comfort Gu Zhun.

"I won't leave; I'll stay here with you."

Gu Zhun looked up, his eyes no longer filled with violence, but clear as a child's.

"Really?"

"Yes, of course it's true."

Taking advantage of Gu Zhun's momentary lapse in vigilance, the anesthesiologist picked up the needle again, preparing to give Gu Zhun another injection.

"Get away! I don't want anesthesia."

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhun had good eyesight and spotted the doctor behind him, then waved his hand and knocked the needle out.

Seeing that the bleeding was even more profuse than at the beginning, Gu Zhun's face began to turn deathly pale.

"Be a good girl, can we stitch up the wound first?"

But Gu Zhun remained in a standoff with the doctor, seemingly ready to take him down with him.

Oh, I really owe you something.

Shen Beitang recalled that Su Yiquan had instructed them to use a trick whenever Gu Zhun went crazy.

She glanced at the three doctors standing around her, closed her eyes, and, disregarding everything else, let Gu Zhun treat her first.

“Shen Beitang…”

Gu Zhun murmured softly.

Shen Beitang lowered her head and planted a kiss on Gu Zhun's lips, then stroked his cheek, just like coaxing a puppy.

"I only like you when you're well-behaved."

The three doctors couldn't bear to look at it and turned their heads away.

They're already miserable enough for coming to work late at night without sleeping, and now they have to be subjected to live-streamed displays of affection.

"So now you should accept the doctor's treatment properly, okay?"

While Gu Zhun was still confused, Shen Beitang steered the conversation back on track.

"don't want."

Gu Zhun shook his head firmly and pointed at the anesthesiologist.

"I'm fine with stitches, but I don't want him."

The innocent-looking anesthesiologist pointed at himself, glancing left and right. "Are you talking about me?"

"Tangtang, I don't want to get anesthesia."

"You'll be in excruciating pain if you don't get anesthesia!"

Shen Beitang tried to hold Gu Zhun down so that the doctor could give him an injection, but was stopped.

"I'm afraid that if I fall asleep, you'll leave."

Gu Zhun looked at Shen Beitang as if he wanted to completely imprint her in his mind.

"no!"

She could let Gu Zhun do as he pleased in other matters, but when it came to health, she couldn't let him do whatever he wanted.

"If I need anesthesia, I won't get stitches."

Gu Zhun made a move to get out of bed, but due to excessive blood loss, he was unsteady on his feet.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but if you don't treat it soon, you could easily get infected," the doctor kindly reminded you.

Shen Beitang gritted her teeth and pulled Gu Zhun back to sit on the operating table.

"If it hurts, bite my hand."

Shen Beitang placed her hand near Gu Zhun's lips.

"Are you stupid? Why would I bite you?"

Gu Zhun lay there calmly, as if nothing had happened.

The doctor reminded Shen Beitang once again: "There are the most nerves in the head, remember to hold it down."