Shang Wu was known in circles for having a great life.
When she was down and out, the Cheng Zhou Crown Prince pulled her out of the abyss, doting on and protecting her, unwilling to let her s...
The two doctors have arrived.
One person examined and cleaned Lu Rang's wounds, while the other listened to Qian Jue recount what had happened.
After hearing about Lu Rang's behavior during his episode, the psychologist immediately stared at Shang Wu with a shocked look, scrutinizing her from head to toe.
Shang Wu felt uneasy under his gaze, her mind focused on Lu Rang. She frowned and asked, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course there is. Lawyer Lu cannot be forcibly awakened after his illness, but he was able to recognize you in his delirium and force himself to break free from his illness. It's a medical miracle! Do you know what this means?"
The psychologist became more and more excited as he spoke, pointing at Shang Wu: "You are his medicine."
Shang Wu was taken aback.
Her gaze fell on Lu Rang, looking at his pale face, and she sighed softly.
"He said he deliberately made himself sick, what does that mean?"
The doctor shrugged: "I don't know either. I thought he was deliberately triggering the symptoms to see if the medication was effective during this period."
He pondered, "Attorney Lu often displays this kind of violent state, but never in a public place like a liquor store. What happened this time?"
The psychologist thought for a moment: "Is the liquor store a place he's been in contact with recently?"
Qianjue asked in confusion, "No, young master knows this is the master's wine shop. He hasn't been to the wine shop since he was twelve years old."
Shang Wu's eyes flickered as she glanced at him: "Lu Rang knows that your husband invited me over, so how can that not be considered recent contact?"
"That's right."
The psychologist pointed at Shang Wu with his pen: "He cares about you. The liquor store you went to is not a good place for either of you. Therefore, if he develops destructive tendencies after his illness, he will find this place to cause trouble as soon as possible."
Shang Wu fell silent for a moment.
She remembered what Lu Rang had said: to let her witness his illness once before deciding whether she really wanted to try being with him.
Therefore, Lu Rang didn't want her to make a decision so quickly, but he also didn't want to keep rejecting her and make her wait for him to fall ill at some unknown time before he would actively trigger the illness.
Shang Wu felt as if someone had pinched her heart; it ached, swelled, and hurt a little.
That idiot.
He's usually calm and wise in his work, but when it comes to relationships, he becomes reckless and does crazy things.
Shang Wu rubbed her forehead and asked, "What method did he use to trigger his illness this time?"
The psychologist looked at her, then at Qianjue: "It looks like a place, a cemetery."
Qianjue's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Shangwu with an indescribable look.
Shang Wu asked directly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Qianjue smirked and said sarcastically, "He would go to such lengths for you, touching on the things he least wants to face, it's really..."
Shang Wu: "What do you mean?"
Qianjue stood up irritably, her face icy cold: "I'm going to report this to the master. He will definitely not tolerate Lu Rang causing trouble like this anymore."
“He won’t cause trouble anymore. He was just afraid that I would act impulsively and try to be with him without understanding what his condition was like. Now that I’ve seen it, he won’t do it again.”
Shang Wu stood up and looked coldly at Qian Jue: "You dare tell Lu Rang's father that I'll never let you get away with this! Besides, if I hadn't taken the wine bottle away, your head would have been smashed open long ago. How dare you go back and complain?"
Qianjue was speechless for a moment and choked up.
Shang Wu ignored him and looked directly at the psychologist, extending her hand.
"Give me all of Lu Rang's treatment records, as well as records of every conversation you had. I want to know exactly why he became like this."
Qianjue's face darkened, and before she could speak, the psychologist flatly refused.
“This is not just a matter for Attorney Lu alone, but also a secret of the Yu family. I cannot tell you without the Yu family’s consent, unless Attorney Lu himself is willing to tell you.”
Shang Wu pursed her lips and stopped insisting.
At that moment, the doctor next to him spoke up in surprise.
"Young Master is awake!"
Shang Wu and Qian Jue walked over at the same time.
Lu Rang opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, withdrew his hand (which was not yet properly bandaged), and walked outside.
Shang Wu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stopped him: "Lu Rang, where are you going? The bandage isn't finished yet."
The psychiatrist frowned, staring intently at Lu Rang's expression: "He's still in the acute phase of his illness; he's not fully lucid."
"Young Master," Qianjue's tone became cautious, "Where are you going? Is there anything I can do for you?"
Lu Rang's gaze was extremely deep. Hearing this, he looked at him and said, word by word, "You can do murder too?"
Qianjue was stunned.
Shang Wu immediately went along with him, coaxing, "Who do you want to kill? I'll go help you. Don't run out; it's too dangerous outside."
Lu Rang then sat down: "Zhou Yanci."
Shang Wu thought she had misheard, so she leaned down and asked softly, "Why did you suddenly want to kill him?"
Lu Rang turned his head and looked directly at her: "He bullied Shang Wu."
Shang Wu was stunned.
Qianjue's tense and worried expression vanished. She took a deep breath and managed to suppress the urge to roll her eyes.
He suspected that Shang Wu had used a curse on Lu Rang.
After the onset of the illness, all I could think about was her and things related to her.
Shang Wu sat down, smiled, and pointed to herself: "Lu, let me make you see clearly, I am Shang Wu. I was not bullied. As for Zhou Yanci, I will deal with him personally."
Lu Rang looked at her without saying anything, but at least he didn't leave.
Shang Wu picked up a blanket, covered his legs, and touched the wound on the corner of his mouth.
"Does it hurt?"
Lu Rang nodded slightly: "It doesn't hurt."
Shang Wu leaned closer, took his arm, and coaxed him softly, "Then lie down and rest. You'll feel better after a while."
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