Chapter 89 He is doomed
Gu Moyang opened his phone and took a look. It was already nine o'clock in the evening.
There were more than twenty missed calls displayed on the phone screen.
Ji An's, Wu Qian's, and Secretary Shen's.
He glanced at Jiang Jibai who had not woken up yet.
He stood up, reached out to touch her cool face, and temporarily left the ward.
Walking into the corridor, Gu Moyang called Wu Qian.
The call was picked up immediately, and then an anxious voice came: "Mr. Gu? What's wrong with you? I called you many times but you didn't answer. There are several meetings waiting for you, and several resolutions waiting for your decision. Also, over at the overseas branch..."
"Please help me deal with these things first. If it doesn't work, ask Ji An to take charge." Gu Moyang pinched his sore eyebrows and interrupted him.
"I can't leave here for the time being."
There was a brief silence on the other end. "Okay, Mr. Gu."
"By the way, please help me find the top experts in psychotherapy, both domestic and foreign."
Wu Qian on the other end of the phone was surprised.
What does the boss want to find someone in this field for?
Could it be that the boss himself has this disease?
But it doesn't look like it.
Suddenly a series of questions popped up in my mind.
But he naturally didn't dare ask any more questions and agreed, "Okay." At the end, he added, as if possessed by some strange force, "Please take care of yourself."
After all, both He Guang and he are pointing fingers at the boss.
Of course he hopes that his boss will be healthy both physically and mentally.
Gu Moyang ignored his deep meaning and said, "Please arrange for someone to send some food and toiletries to Jinghuai People's Hospital. I will send you the room number later."
Wu Qian was surprised again, but he didn't ask any more questions. "Okay, Mr. Gu."
"Yeah." Gu Moyang responded calmly and hung up the phone.
He put his cell phone in his pocket and walked quickly towards the ward.
As Gu Moyang passed through the corridor, many people's eyes fell on this man with outstanding temperament and excessively handsome appearance.
But the man's stern face showed a desolation and sadness that was inconsistent with his temperament.
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Jiang Jibai hasn't woken up yet.
Her long, curly eyelashes fell on her fair skin, and her breathing was steady and even.
The quilt was tucked in tightly, leaving only the head exposed.
Looks both cute and pitiful.
Lin Shanshan reached out and touched the top of her head sadly.
Angry and heartbroken, "Why are you so stupid?"
"People say you shouldn't fall in the same place twice. Tell me, how many times has this happened?"
Lin Shanshan sniffed and continued talking.
She actually had a premonition, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
She also knew that Jiang Jibai actually said that he wanted to let go and forget.
But she has never let it go over the years.
How could it be so easy for her?
Those memories hidden deep in her heart will be awakened with just a slight touch.
Wildfires cannot be extinguished, they will spring up again with the spring breeze.
Gu Moyang walked to the door of the ward and saw through the transparent window that Lin Shanshan was already sitting inside.
He stopped and reached out to open the door of the ward.
Lin Shanshan noticed someone coming in and she frowned.
The fire in my heart had already started to burn fiercely.
She put down the bag in her hand, turned around and stood up.
“Bang!”
Before Gu Moyang could say anything, a burning slap landed on his face.
A clear and loud sound echoed in the quiet room.
Gu Moyang's face tilted sideways after being hit.
Under the light, a crimson slap mark quickly formed on the cold white skin.
Lin Shanshan suppressed the anger in her body.
"I gave her this slap on behalf of our precious child! I know she can't bring herself to do this to you, but you owe her this! You're responsible for her ending up like this!"
She even thought a slap was too light.
Gu Moyang's gaze fell on the hospital bed, his lowered eyes trembling slightly, without any anger or rebuttal.
The dark eyes beneath her long lashes were misty. "How long has she been like this?"
Lin Shanshan snorted coldly, "How long has it been? Her mother died in a car accident not long after you broke up with her. That's when it all started."
That’s been almost six years now.
Six years.
Gu Moyang lowered his head and muttered.
She had been ill for six years.
How did she get through all these years?
How did she survive those more than two thousand days and nights?
"Do you know what she was like when her mother just passed away? During that time, she didn't talk to anyone. She hid in her dormitory, not going out, not eating, not sleeping. She was like a lifeless doll, with a pair of empty eyes, her beautiful eyes."
"Cheng Lu, Yanan and I took turns guarding her, fearing she would do something stupid."
"But we were careless once, and it's hard to guard against it."
Gu Moyang stared at the person on the hospital bed, his brows furrowed.
"She was in the bathroom for a short time. We found the door was locked and had a bad feeling. We broke it open and found her sitting on the floor with an eyebrow razor in her hand. Her wrists had been cut several times and blood was oozing out."
"She opened her terrified and helpless eyes and told us that she was in great pain and wanted to be free. She said she didn't want to live anymore and asked us to fulfill her wish."
Gu Moyang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and felt a sharp pain in his heart that could not be relieved.
Lin Shanshan's eyes were red. "Do you know how it feels to hear her say that?!"
"Fortunately, we discovered it in time. If it were a little later..." Lin Shanshan choked.
Lin Shanshan stared at him with red eyes, "Excuse me, President Gu, where were you at that time?!"
"Where were you when she was at her saddest? Where were you when she was going through the most difficult time?! She was finally getting over it, and you, you bastard, are back again!"
Lin Shanshan roared, "Why don't you just stay abroad and do good to her?! Why did you come back here to cause trouble for her?!"
Gu Moyang was speechless. He took a deep breath, his long eyelashes drooped, and warm liquid dripped.
"We saw her condition was getting worse and worse. One day she collapsed in the dormitory, so we rushed her to the hospital."
"I spent a month in the hospital and was eventually diagnosed with post-traumatic stress disorder."
"I've been wanting to talk about this for a long time," Lin Shanshan said sternly. "I've been wanting to find you ever since you returned to China. I'd even want to carry a bomb to your shabby company to find you!"
"But she wouldn't let me! She wanted to go find you in person and ask you why you broke up with her back then?! She went, but what happened? She got hurt by you all over again!"
"Later, she said that what's done is done, and she chose to shoulder it all alone. You've become successful and returned home in glory, and even the people around you have changed, but what about her?!"
"She can only live in the painful memories of the past, hiding herself away, telling herself over and over again to forget the things that she can't forget!"
"If it were me, I would make you lose all your skin! She has been extremely kind to you!"
Gu Moyang's chest heaved violently, and every breath he took was accompanied by a sharp pain in his chest.
Lin Shanshan suddenly thought of something, "What did you do to her after you returned to China?"
Gu Moyang's face turned pale instantly.
"Did you know that she had an attack last November? After a period of treatment, her condition had stabilized, but by coincidence, she had an attack the moment you came back?!"
It was November, when Jiang Jibai had just resigned from his previous design company.
Wasn't it me who pushed her into the abyss with my own hands?
Gu Moyang covered his heart and trembled as he sobbed, "I'm sorry, Jiang Nuannuan... I'm sorry."
"I really thought she was here because of work, but now it seems it has something to do with you."
Lin Shanshan looked at the man in front of her coldly, "Don't bother her anymore. Every time you show up, you're just opening up her past scars. She can't stand you tossing her around like that over and over again!"
Gu Moyang's tall figure swayed, and his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of sharp swords. He was doomed again.
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