They were also aware of what had happened between Gu Ziling and Xia Hong back then.

Xia Hong wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the hidden meaning in the male doctor's words.

Even if you can hear it, it doesn't really mean much.

The past events were indeed my own fault; from beginning to end, it was all because of me.

Gu Ziling, this man is the victim.

Therefore, Xia Hong accepted all the sarcastic and cynical reactions from the male doctor.

"Minister Gu, don't you think so?"

Gu Ziling casually flipped through the medical record in her hand: "You really have a lot of free time. I'll help you register for the F country."

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The chilling voice was enough to tell that, in Minister Gu's eyes, his friend was already half-dead...

Oh.

To bully your woman to her face, is he treating me like I'm dead?

As the saying goes, women are like clothes, and brothers are like hands and feet.

But there's another line: If you damage my clothes, I will cut off my brothers' hands and feet!

Depend on!

The male doctor's eyes widened in disbelief: "You... Gu Ziling, you... you're ruthless!"

That's it, a head-on confrontation is impossible.

Besides, as good brothers, it's just a matter of complaining a little bit on behalf of a brother; there's no way we'd say anything more profound.

Clearly, his good brother was doing this willingly, and nothing anyone else said mattered.

What a waste of breath!

Gu Ziling stopped flipping through the medical records and raised her eyebrows a few times:

"see a doctor!"

Xia Hong was caught in a dilemma: to speak or not to speak. She forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

I really wanted to say: Hey guys, could you make room for me?

Unfortunately, there was no chance to speak at all.

The male doctor knew perfectly well that his good friend wasn't that patient, so he composed himself and became serious.

"Miss Xia, please answer all my questions truthfully, okay?"

Xia Hong paused for a moment before nodding, "Okay!"

Clearly, the two men in front of her were neither stupid nor blind; they could see through Xia Hong's insincerity.

It's obvious that's not what they think.

But no one can control the patient's own wishes.

Gu Ziling and the male doctor exchanged a glance. The male doctor shrugged slightly: "I tried my best."

.................

Xia Hong sat facing the doctor, wearing old-fashioned earmuffs, unable to hear any external sounds, only the doctor's voice coming through the earpiece.

"Miss Xia, when did this situation begin?"

Minister Gu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but clench his fist.

Xia Hong lowered her eyes and responded faintly:

Five years ago.

"What were the specific circumstances at the beginning? I hope Ms. Xia can answer me truthfully. As a doctor, I must understand these things clearly in order to be absolutely responsible to the patient."

A hint of resistance flashed in Xia Hong's eyes; she didn't want to answer this question.

After all, who would want to tear open their wounds, leaving them bleeding, and show them to others?

Xia Hong also understood that her answer was not only for the doctor's ears, but also for that man's ears.

She bit her lip.

"Severe depression, habitual suicide!"

Two soft splashes.

"Holy crap, my medical record!" the male doctor yelled.

Unfortunately, Minister Gu, the culprit, was completely oblivious, his eyes fixed on the woman's retreating figure.

Gu Ziling had long suspected that Gu Ziling had depression.

Suicide is an option!

Or is it habitual suicide?

This answer...

Bang!

Before anyone could react, Gu Ziling stood up, walked to Xia Hong's side, and quickly removed the earpiece from Xia Hong's body:

"Let's not watch anymore, let's go back."