"You are such a bitch."
Pei Yiming drove the person to the nearest hospital, then completed the hospitalization procedures, applied for a special ward, and gave the position to Zhou Jinxi.
After doing all this, Pei Yiming mocked: "What's so good about him that you're worried about him so much that you're even willing to die for a word from him?"
"You don't understand."
It is true that he does not understand the pain of love, but that does not mean he has to become a fool for love.
Pei Yiming touched his forehead, which was covered with sweat. He was angry at Mo Zechuan, the incompetent man.
"Tell me honestly what happened between you and him."
He didn't like to take the lead either. He had to understand the whole story before he could analyze what went wrong between the two of them.
"Besides, you have money and power, so why must you have him?"
Mo Zechuan hesitated for a long time, poured himself a glass of water and drank it in small sips.
After drinking half of it, he endured the pain and answered the second question. "He's good-looking, treats me well, and is very outstanding. And every time I want to give up on him, there's always a voice telling me not to give up. If I give up on him, I'll be alone forever."
Feudal superstition is killing people.
Pei Yiming only blamed himself for not having learned enough psychology to help him remove his emotional barriers.
Other people's love affairs still have traces to follow, but his is a complete mess. He must be crazy to chase after others. It's so embarrassing.
"I dreamed about many things. I dreamed of someone like Xiao Zhou saving me time and time again. When I was betrayed by friends, stabbed by family members, and assassinated by others, it was because of him that I was able to live in peace."
Mo Zechuan looked deeply at me and continued, "Do you know how much a person who has fallen into the abyss wants to look up and see the light? He is my light."
"If he hadn't saved me, my fate would have been so miserable. He not only comforted me, but also solved my problems and shielded me from the wind and rain. I didn't even need to look back to know it was him standing behind me."
But because of this, he would still say things without thinking and hurt his feelings again and again, and both relatives and friends would come before him.
More than once, he ignored the pain in his eyes, and more than once he saw him covered in bruises and nearly dying from trying to protect himself.
He drew his knife against the person who loved him, stabbed the dagger into his heart with his own hands, looked at those gentle eyes stained with blood, and thus became a victim of his dark path and a stepping stone for him.
How could he forgive himself? How could he?
It was he who ruined his lover's life with his own hands.
What right did he have to ask for his forgiveness, what right did he have to call him back.
No more.
Just as Xiao Zhou said, goodbye.
It's like quicksand in your hand, you can't hold it back, never again.
"Are you crazy?" Pei Yiming poured him another glass of water, watched him drink it, and said, "He will forgive you. You two should have a good talk."
"No, never again. He told me to die."
Mo Zechuan covered his face with his hands, letting his tears wet his cheeks.
His Xiao Zhou had never said such heartless words to him.
Before he said this, they still had room to maneuver, and he could even beg to come back on his knees.
Now he searched through his memory and found that he seemed unable to catch him anymore.
"I, I was wrong."
It's extremely wrong, the fault lies in selfishness and luck.
He thought he could continue to be willful, and never considered that being willful also requires capital.
The capital he relied on for his livelihood had long been overdrawn and could never be restored to its original state.
An hour later, Xu Jing appeared in the ward.
When Mo Zechuan saw him, he rushed over and hugged him tightly without thinking, saying incoherently: "Xiao Zhou, Zhou Zhou, I..."
"Doctor Pei, I don't have the strength, please help me hold him down." Xu Jing took great pains to pry his fingers apart one by one, and put them back together after a few seconds. After repeating this several times, he went straight to Pei Yiming for help.
Pei Yiming said he was helpless. "Can you see if you can cure it?"
Xu Jing frowned and said, "Mo Zechuan, let go."
Perhaps it was because he felt the coldness in his gaze that he let go despite how reluctant he was.
Xu Jing grabbed his left hand and checked his pulse before saying, "It's okay. He's still young and can still be saved. I'll write a prescription later and ask Dr. Pei to go to the Chinese medicine pharmacy and get it filled for him."
"Do you know Chinese medicine?" This time it was Pei Yiming's turn to be surprised.
Xu Jing nodded. "A Chinese medicine practitioner who doesn't have a license to practice medicine."
After hearing about the medical qualifications, Mo Zechuan's body trembled, and his face looked dejected like a defeated rooster.
"Then please wait a moment. I need to go to the pharmacy. If the medicine is ineffective or there is a problem, you..."
Xu Jing said, "It's okay. I'm staying here. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."
When Mo Zechuan heard that he was not leaving, a warm feeling ran through his heart. It seemed that he still cared about him.
Pei Yiming nodded and said, "Even if you are willing to take responsibility, I will also be held responsible if someone dies from eating it."
He looked at the prescription Zhou Jinxi had written on his phone. It was bland and unreliable. Mo Zechuan was his buddy after all. If something really happened to him after taking it, then...
Mo Zechuan said without hesitation: "It's okay. If anything goes wrong after eating, I will take responsibility."
"What responsibility do you, a patient, have?" Pei Yiming looked at Zhou Jinxi and said, "Write a statement."
"It has no legal effect." Xu Jing said coldly, "It would be safer to call the police and have me arrested for fraud."
"That's not what I meant. I'm just too concerned."
"I know Dr. Pei is worried that his friend's life will be ruined by me, but I don't have any need to harm him."
Seeing Mo Zechuan nodding hurriedly, Xu Jing sighed and reached out to touch his head.
Mo Zechuan was stunned by the warm touch on his head. He thought Xiao Zhou would never touch him again, but he didn't expect that he would still be soft-hearted towards him.
Does it mean that they can still reconcile and return to the state they were in before the quarrel?
Just as hope shone in his eyes, his next words were like a bucket of cold water, completely waking him up. "The evil will linger for a thousand years. Perhaps I will even be ahead of him."
"No, it's not." Mo Zechuan was about to say something, but the touch on his head was "fleeting" and his extremely cold words were like an ice spike piercing his heart. "Shut up, I don't want to hear you."
Is Xiao Zhou so disgusted that he feels sick just listening to him talk?
Mo Zechuan took a few steps back and sat on the corner of the bed.
Maybe he should just hide in a corner and become invisible.
Anyway, Xiao Zhou won’t like him and won’t care about him anymore.
His death has nothing to do with Xiao Zhou. It's all his own fault and he can't blame anyone else.
"I'm going out for a while." Pei Yiming needed to find a gastroenterologist to ask if the order was safe and to get some medicine.
What's more important is to give them some private space so that they can resolve their worries.
As a "parent", he is really worried about the life and death of the "two children".
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