(Arrogant and calculating black swan VS cunning and gloomy hunter)
(Forced love + chasing wife/husband crematorium + long-lost reunion + double purity + HE)
(Male lead is mentally ...
Chu Wuyang did not respond to Jing Min's sarcasm; her gaze fell on Yang Jinchu.
He knelt on the ground, his arms unsteady, blood trickling down his forehead.
Drops fell onto the carpet.
It felt like something was blocking her throat.
He walked over without saying a word.
My hand was already gripping the phone, ready to dial emergency services.
Before her fingertips could even touch the screen, Jingmin grabbed the phone.
"what you up to?"
He spoke coldly.
Chu Wuyang ignored him, her face as cold as ice.
Her hands were even trembling slightly, but she still tried to snatch the phone back from Jingmin's hands.
Jing Min's expression was even colder than hers. He suddenly snatched the phone away and scolded her in a low voice.
Who else do you want to notify?
"You did something so shameless, and you want to announce it to the world? You heard it yourself, nobody dared to do anything about it."
Chu Wuyang was so enraged by this absurd sarcasm that her blood boiled, and she gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath.
"madman!"
Before the words had even finished, Jing Min seemed to have been ignited by those two words.
He pulled her into his arms.
"Yes, I'm crazy. You've driven me crazy a long time ago."
He held her tightly, his voice deep in her ear, revealing a frantic obsession.
"No phone calls allowed, no notification to anyone."
Chu Wuyang struggled desperately.
"Let me go! I need to call an ambulance!"
But Jingmin was completely absorbed in his own obsession, as if he hadn't heard her at all.
"You're lying, you always lie to me."
"You can't believe a single word you say."
Chu Wuyang's patience was pushed to its absolute limit.
"Jingmin, let go! If this drags on any longer, someone will really die!"
He held her tightly, his voice hoarse.
"They're all superficial wounds, I won't die. I didn't even use all my strength."
Just then, Yang Jinchu finally let out a low groan as his consciousness blurred.
He leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly, his eyes unfocused, yet he still managed to speak.
"Let her go..."
Chu Wuyang suddenly turned around.
She immediately noticed Yang Jinchu's pale face and his blood-stained fingers gently reaching out to her.
At that moment, her eyes twitched.
Yang Jinchu—it seems he really is nearing his end.
Her heart seemed to be suddenly gripped, and with all her might, she slammed her elbow into Jing Min's abdomen.
"boom--"
Caught off guard, Jing Min staggered backward.
It finally crashed to the ground with a dull thud.
"Jingmin!"
Chu Wuyang was startled and turned to look at him.
The man lay on the ground, panting heavily, his cheeks flushed, his whole body burning hot as if he had been on fire.
He curled up, one hand tightly covering his head, muttering the same words over and over.
"It hurts...it hurts..."
She paused for a moment, then squatted down to check.
His forehead was alarmingly hot; he clearly had a high fever.
She suppressed her panic and asked in a low voice.
"Where does it hurt?"
Jing Min remained silent, only gripping her hand tightly and pressing it firmly against his chest, while repeating...
"It hurts...it hurts..."
Chu Wuyang looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears—
He said his mouth hurt, but his hand was on his heart.
But she knew it wasn't a physical ailment.
She recalled the psychotherapy report of Jingmin that she had been following.
The report clearly states that Jingmin is highly susceptible to somatization symptoms under extreme emotional stress.
Somatization refers to the psychological stress acting on the nervous system, causing a person to experience non-real pain.
It is especially concentrated in the head, manifesting as severe headache, dizziness, and confusion.
He's having a relapse now.
She's so exciting!
Chu Wuyang's throat tightened, and her hand involuntarily reached out, wanting to stroke his head.
Even if it was just a brief moment of comfort—but the moment her fingertips touched Jingmin's hair,
He grabbed her and forcefully pressed her against his chest.
Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
His pain wasn't in his head, it was in his heart—
But at this moment, she cannot cure it.
Chu Wuyang bit her lip, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed her tears.
He pulled his phone from the inside pocket of his suit jacket and quickly sent a message:
[Li Yan, Jing Min is currently experiencing a high fever and emotional agitation, which is highly likely a relapse of her previous psychological issues, with the physical reaction concentrated in her head. Please come immediately. Prepare calming medication and, if necessary, contact Dr. Lina for emergency drug intervention.]
Her hands moved incredibly fast, almost as if she were operating her own phone.
Li Yan quickly replied "Received".
But she didn't stop.
She then went on to explain each point in detail: the frequency of observation, the timing of emotional fluctuations, avoiding verbal stimulation, the dosage of medication, and backup plans, even adding—
If he continues to have recurrent episodes within 24 hours, consider initiating intensive psychological intervention, and if necessary, use memory-suppressing medication to control his tendency to emotionally depend on others.
She paused for a moment after sending the message, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
She was writing so smoothly just now.
It was as if... she was still by Jingmin's side, as if she would always be in charge of this matter.
But in fact, she was already prepared to leave.
This message was written as if she were explaining to Li Yan how to "get rid of" this burden—
Ironically, she completely forgot that the phone belonged to Jingmin.
Once he sobers up and sees this, will he think she had planned all along to get rid of him completely?
Chu Wuyang closed his eyes tightly.
She shouldn't have hesitated, she shouldn't have been soft-hearted—
But the next second, her gaze shifted to the screen.
Seeing that the emergency dialing was still stuck on the "120" screen, my finger hesitated and hovered there.
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