Yan Meng's hand paused slightly, and he looked into my eyes calmly.
He said nonchalantly, "Xiao Shan, be obedient and cooperate with the treatment. Don't challenge my bottom line again and again."
A sinister look flashed in his eyes as he warned me word by word, "If you really want to die, I will kill Lu Zhiyuan immediately and have him go to the underworld to help you explore the way!"
madman!
He is simply a lunatic!
In his eyes, deciding Lu Zhiyuan's life or death is as easy as crushing an ant.
At the same time, it also stopped me from thinking about committing suicide.
I closed my eyes in despair, tears streaming down the corners of my eyes and dripping onto the pillow.
Even if it's for Lu Zhiyuan, I have to live no matter how painful it is.
The sedative had taken effect, my consciousness became increasingly dizzy, and I fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
While sleeping, I had nightmares one after another.
I dreamed of Lu Zhiyuan being tortured. I dreamed of Yan Meng holding a knife to Lu Zhiyuan's neck to threaten me. I also dreamed of Lucas breaking Lu Zhiyuan's other leg and holding a scalpel to cut open Lu Zhiyuan's leg...
“No, no…”
I murmured to myself, but could only watch helplessly in my dream, unable to stop it.
"Lu Zhiyuan!"
I growled his name and suddenly woke up from the nightmare.
My back was already wet with cold sweat, and the extremely real scenes in the dream made my heart palpitate and panic.
The effect of the sedative had worn off, and I stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking only of Lu Zhiyuan.
The video suddenly ended. I wonder how Lu Zhiyuan is doing now. Is he still suffering?
I really wanted to save him, but there was nothing I could do.
Perhaps the servant heard my growl, and came in with food.
Seeing that I was awake, the servant cautiously advised, "Madam, please eat something."
I simply turned sideways with my back to her, pretending I didn't hear anything, and didn't even look at the things she brought me.
The servant sighed helplessly and relayed Yan Meng's words: "Madam, you should eat something. The master said that if you don't eat well, it will only make the torture of that person worse."
I suddenly clenched my fists hidden under the quilt. Yan Meng was threatening me.
I had no choice but to sit up, take the bowl woodenly, and stuff the contents into my mouth, but I couldn't taste anything at all.
After eating a few bites, I suddenly vomited, which scared the servants and they no longer dared to force me to eat.
I lay in bed, glucose hanging on my hand, and there was no life in my eyes.
I am trapped here by Yan Meng and have to obey his arrangements. What’s the difference between me and a walking corpse?
A few days later, one afternoon.
Yan Meng came in with food, looked at me carefully, put the food on the dining table, and then sat down beside my bed.
"Judging from your complexion, you haven't been taking good care of yourself these past few days."
He picked up the porridge on the table, scooped a spoonful and brought it to my mouth.
I turned my head away and ignored him, let alone the porridge he fed me.
This made Yan Meng feel a little disappointed. He sighed helplessly and put the bowl back on the table.
"Why do you have to torture yourself like this? Do you know how much it hurts me to see you like this?"
I was completely indifferent to what he said.
After a long silence, Yan Meng suddenly spoke up, "Don't you just want to save Lu Zhiyuan? I can let him go, or I can let him get rid of Lucas safely."
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