Under Shi Heng's oppressive gaze, the doctor finally said these words.
Shi Heng and Si Wenjie were both stunned.
"New wound? Large area? Aphrodisiac?"
Shi Heng looked at the doctor in disbelief, took a few steps forward, and grabbed the doctor's shoulders with both hands. "How is this possible... are you mistaken?"
A few hours ago, Gu Youran was jumping and dancing on the stage, shining brightly.
Now, the doctor told him that there were so many problems with her body.
How could he accept this?
The doctor was also startled by his action and stammered, "We... also found it strange... and checked it repeatedly... and the results were... the same."
Seeing this, Si Wenjie hurried forward to pull Shi Heng back and whispered, "Hengzi, don't be anxious yet. Go back to the ward and check on her condition first."
Shi Heng nodded, suppressed his uneasiness, and walked quickly towards the ward.
Si Wenjie and his assistant followed closely behind.
When I pushed open the door of the ward, Gu Youran was already lying on the bed.
Shi Heng walked to the bedside and saw that her face was still pale, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
That smile made Shi Heng's heart break.
He gently lifted her trouser leg, his fingers hovering above the wound on her leg, hesitant to touch it.
Those hideous cuts had been treated by doctors, but they were still shocking.
At this moment, the phone vibrated and an anonymous video popped up with only two eye-catching words in the title - "The Truth".
He clicked on the video, and the content on the screen made his pupils shrink suddenly.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...
In the video, Gu Youran is scratching her thigh with glass, again and again.
Her movements were mechanical and numb, as if she felt no pain.
But each wound was like a blunt knife, cutting into Shi Heng's heart.
His breathing almost stopped, and his throat seemed to be strangled by something, making him unable to make a sound.
"Why...why is it like this..." These words echoed wildly in Shi Heng's mind.
But he couldn't find the answer.
He wanted to rush into the video to stop her, wanted to grab her hand, wanted to bear it all for her.
But he could do nothing but watch.
The bed rail gradually deformed under his other palm, and the metal made a slight whine.
The veins on the back of his hand bulged out, winding like knife cuts, as if they would break in the next second.
However, this physical pain was not even one ten-thousandth of what he felt in his heart.
"Bang--"
He smashed his phone against the wall, and the sound of the screen shattering was particularly harsh in the silent ward.
Si Wenjie picked up the phone, looked at the video content, and his face turned pale in an instant.
"She was singing 'Burning for You' on stage just a few hours ago..." Si Wenjie's voice trembled. "How did she endure it?"
Shi Heng dug his nails deep into his palms, blood dripped through his fingers, staining the bed sheets red.
His breathing became heavy, and his eyes turned scarlet, as if a wild beast was roaring inside him.
Seeing this, the assistant approached cautiously, "Mr. Shi, your hand needs to be treated..."
"Get out!" Shi Heng turned around suddenly, grabbed his assistant's wrist and threw him against the wall.
His voice was hoarse and filled with chilling murderous intent, "Call here everyone who touched her wound!"
Si Wenjie noticed that the blood vessels on the side of Shi Heng's neck were pulsating strangely, and it seemed as if countless small insects were swimming wildly under his skin.
His heart tightened, this was a sign that the "thing" in the Shi family's bloodline was about to break out.
He had only heard of the bloody event twenty years ago in fragments from his parents.
"Shi Heng, calm down!"
Si Wenjie quickly took out the sedative from the emergency cart, but before he could get close, Shi Heng punched the wall of the ward.
The thick wall made a muffled sound, the wall paint peeled off, and cracks spread like a spider web.
Shi Heng's figure was like a wild beast out of control, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
His breathing became heavy, and the bloodshot in his eyes grew darker and darker, as if he would explode completely in the next second.
"Don't touch her wound!"
Shi Heng's roar was mixed with the smell of blood. His injured fingers grabbed the hem of his shirt and tore it apart fiercely.
"Sizzle—"
An expensive silk shirt was torn off.
The movements are rough and crazy.
However, when he wrapped the piece of silk around Gu Youran's legs, he was as gentle as if he was treating a fragile treasure.
"Ah Heng..."
A faint call came from Gu Youran's pale lips.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was struggling to wake up from a coma.
Shi Heng's fingers trembled violently, and the strip of cloth almost slipped off.
"I'm here." His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily.
Suddenly, he knelt on one knee and pressed his bloody palm against his heart.
It seems that only in this way can one suppress the violent power that is about to explode in the body.
"Heng...don't be afraid..."
Gu Youran's second murmur sounded, and the bulging blood vessels on the side of Shi Heng's neck suddenly stopped pulsating.
His fingers were stained with blood, but the moment they touched her hair, they became extremely gentle.
The assistant handed over the gauze with trembling hands. Shi Heng took it. The blood color in his eyes was fading, turning into a bottomless pool.
His breathing gradually became steady, as if the loss of control just now had never happened.
The ceiling light in the ward suddenly flickered a few times.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
