Song Lingshan didn't know how long she had been unconscious.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her younger sister lying by her bedside, her shoulders trembling, sobbing softly. She helplessly pulled at the corners of her chapped lips and said in a hoarse voice.

"Why are you crying?"

Upon hearing her sister's voice, Song Qiluo raised her head blankly, her tears flowing even more fiercely. Looking at her sister, whose head was wrapped in gauze and whose face was also covered with several pieces of gauze, she asked in a trembling voice.

"You're awake. Do you still recognize me? Look at me and see who I am."

The doctor said my sister suffered a concussion and might forget everyone when she wakes up.

Song Lingshan was speechless for a moment, her head ached even more, and she smiled bitterly.

"You're my sister! How could I not know you? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Qiluo burst into laughter through her tears, wiping them away haphazardly like a child.

"Thank goodness, sis! You didn't lose your memory! You scared me to death! It's all that idiot doctor's fault. He said you might lose your memory and forget everyone."

"Does it still hurt? Should I go call the doctor?"

Song Lingshan frankly said, "It hurts, but there's no need to call a doctor."

The doctor will only come to give her painkillers. She's already addicted to the strong painkillers she usually takes. If the doctor gives her more injections, it will probably be even harder for her to quit in the future. She should just bear with it.

"Sis, how could you be so stupid? How could you let that bastard beat you up!"

Song Qilu couldn't understand why her strong and skilled older sister had been beaten so badly by that good-for-nothing.

"Please, I didn't do it willingly. Who knew he would suddenly grab a kettle and hit me?"

Song Lingshan was certainly not foolish enough to let Su Luo hit her at will; she never expected Su Luo to actually fight her.

Moreover, when they were arguing, Su Luo started by cursing at her. Who knew that this guy would be so uncivilized and resort to violence when he couldn't win an argument?

"ah?"

Song Qiluo was a little confused.

It wasn't voluntary; with my sister's skills, she should have been able to dodge it.

Song Lingshan didn't want to continue this topic with her sister, so she asked the question that concerned her the most.

Will I be left with scars on my face?

At the time, she not only had a headache, but her face also hurt. Whether or not she would be left with a scar was her biggest concern.

Song Qiluo's expression changed slightly, but she quickly smiled and comforted her.

"No, it won't leave a scar. Your wound isn't deep, so how could it leave a scar? Please don't overthink it."

The doctor said that he had just told her that the small cuts on her cheeks and bridge of her nose would not leave scars, but a piece of broken glass was stuck deep in her forehead, and if her sister was prone to keloid scarring, it was very likely to leave a scar.

Song Lingshan's face quickly darkened, and she ordered, "Give me the mirror, I want to see for myself."

Song Qiluo said innocently.

"I didn't bring a mirror with me, where am I supposed to get one for you? The doctor said you only need to be observed for three days before you can be discharged. You can look in the mirror when you get home, okay?"

Song Lingshan remained silent, turned her head to look at the bedside table, saw her sister's bag on it, and said seriously.

"You have it in your bag, take it out quickly. Don't make me rummage through it myself. I'm on an IV drip right now, are you forcing me to pull it out myself?"

Song Qiluo immediately gave in, "Okay, okay, I'll get it for you."

As she spoke, she rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small mirror, handing it to her sister and continuing.

"Then promise me you won't cry or be afraid, okay? If you cry, your tears will soak your gauze, the wound will get infected, and it will definitely leave a scar."

Song Lingshan reluctantly agreed.

He took the mirror, looked at his face, and was startled. He suddenly shouted.

"ah!!!"

Her once stunning face was now red and swollen, her head wrapped in gauze like a rice dumpling, with many more pieces of gauze stuck to it, covering her nose and cheeks, and her lips were completely bloodless.

Song Qiluo panicked and said urgently.

"Sister, don't be afraid. The doctor said you'll be fine in a few days. Really, you can trust me."

Song Lingshan sniffed, feeling a lump in her throat. She wanted to cry, but her sister was right; if she cried, the wound would get infected.

Don't cry, hold it in!

Su Luo, that bastard!

He actually turned himself into something that was neither human nor ghost!

She then remembered Dr. Du saying that Su Luo still liked her, but was just unwilling to admit it.

She had initially been skeptical, but now she doesn't believe it at all.

Su Luo truly hates himself, and probably wishes he could kill himself, right?

Otherwise, why would someone smash their own head with a glass water bottle? They were clearly trying to kill themselves.

He wanted to kill himself and then escape to live the life he called a perfect life with his daughter and wife.

Thinking of this, Song Lingshan felt so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Song Qiluo reacted quickly, immediately covering her sister's eye with a tissue and gently coaxing her.

"Sister, don't cry, it will really get better. The swelling will go down in three or four days, and you can take off the gauze in a few more days. It's okay, no one can see it, and no one will dare to laugh at you."

Song Lingshan bit her lip hard and smashed the small mirror to the ground.

She blinked, and two hot tears fell onto the clean white tissue.

After a long pause, Song Lingshan stared blankly at her younger sister, her beautiful fox-like eyes filled with sorrow, and said sadly.

"Qiluo, do you think he really tried to kill me just now?"

Song Qiluo nodded vigorously, clenching her fists angrily, and affirmed.

"Yes, he wanted to kill you, otherwise why would he hit your head! That's why I was beating him up just now, and you stopped me. I'm really sad, sister. You shouldn't have stopped me. You should have let me kill him."

Ignoring her sister's response, Song Lingshan's lifeless eyes had lost all color as she continued to ask questions.

"He really has no feelings for me anymore, only hatred remains, right?"

"Yes, don't believe Dr. Du's nonsense. He just wants to make more money. He's an unscrupulous doctor. He stopped loving you a long time ago. If he loved you, he would never have married that bitch."

"Sister, please don't do anything stupid again. I think when you get back, you should just throw him into the sea to feed the fish and leave him alone. You spent three million on his medical treatment. I think you're really incredibly stupid."

Song Lingshan pursed her lips and fell silent.

After a long pause, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I don't want him to die."

If Su Luo really dies, then all the effort she put in will have been wasted.

Even though Su Luo really wanted to kill her, she still didn't want him to die.