No... that's not true
After everyone left, time passed by minute by minute. After a long, long time, Mu Han slowly took out a blade from under his pillow.
His eyes were empty as he slowly slashed the blade towards his right wrist, watching the blood slowly flow out, drop by drop, but his eyes remained motionless. Then, he slowly placed his right hand back into the quilt, covering it with the quilt, replaced the blade, and adjusted his sleeping position.
He thought to himself that if he died like this, the people he would be most worried about and most sorry for would be his parents. He also felt sorry for Han Yi and Luo Wanghan. He whispered in his heart, "Let's meet again in the next life. If I could do it again, I would never fall in love with Lu Zhizhi again."
After saying this, Mu Han's vision gradually became blurred, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and he slowly lost consciousness.
A long, long time passed, until around five in the evening, when a nurse walked into the ward as usual. She walked slowly towards the bed and said in a gentle tone, "Mr. Mu, I'm here to examine you."
However, after calling out several times, there was no response. A trace of doubt welled up in the nurse's heart, and she couldn't help but move forward. When she saw Mu Han's pale face and the shocking bloodstains on the quilt, she turned pale with fear, screamed, and ran away.
After a while, the doctors rushed over and immediately pushed Mu Han into the operating room.
After hearing the news, Luo Wanghan was extremely anxious and rushed to the hospital immediately. At this moment, he was guarding the door of the operating room, waiting anxiously. After hearing the news, Lu Zhizhi also rushed over as fast as he could and also waited at the door of the operating room.
After a long time, the doctor finally walked out of the operating room. Luo Wanghan and Lu Zhizhi rushed over like springs that had been triggered, and asked nervously, "Doctor, how is he?"
The doctor's face was solemn and sad, and he said slowly: "Prepare for the funeral."
When Lu Zhizhi heard this, he felt like he was struck by a bolt from the blue. He instantly lost his support and staggered towards Mu Han's bed.
He looked at Mu Han covered with a white cloth, unable to believe what he saw. With trembling hands, he reached out to remove the cloth, only to see Mu Han's bloodless face and cold body. In an instant, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, mumbling, "No... This can't be real..."
Luo Wanghan also walked over slowly, looking at Mu Han's body, tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably. At this moment, Lu Zhizhi suddenly stood up and said to Mu Han's body: "I... I will take you home now." As he spoke, he slowly picked up Mu Han.
Seeing this, Luo Wanghan's eyes widened with anger, and he yelled at Lu Zhizhi: "Don't touch him, it's all because of you!"
Lu Zhizhi seemed not to hear Luo Wanghan's words, and walked straight forward with Mu Han in his arms.
Seeing that Lu Zhizhi ignored him, Luo Wanghan hurried forward to stop him. However, Lu Zhizhi pushed him to the ground and said coldly, "This is none of your business."
After saying this, he continued to walk out slowly. Just as he was about to reach the door, several doctors hurried forward to stop him.
Lu Zhizhi's eyes were cold, and he threatened coldly: "Do you want this hospital to close down immediately?"
Hearing Lu Zhizhi's harsh words, everyone was shocked and no one dared to step forward to stop him. Lu Zhizhi just walked out slowly holding Mu Han.
Seeing this, Luo Wanghan hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After a while, the call was connected. Luo Wanghan burst into tears and said, "Brother Han Yi... Brother Mu Han..." Han Yi nervously urged on the other end of the line, "What's wrong? Tell me quickly!"
Luo Wanghan was still crying breathlessly: "He...he's dead!"
Han Yi's voice trembled instantly: "You...don't lie to me, I'm going back to my country now."
Luo Wanghan waited anxiously for Han Yi in the hospital. At five o'clock the next morning, Han Yi finally arrived. He looked incredulous and asked hurriedly, "Where is he?"
Luo Wanghan said in a pleading tone: "He was taken home by Lu Zhizhi. We have to go and save Brother Mu Han."
Han Yi and Luo Wanghan immediately went to Lu Zhizhi's house. However, when they arrived at the door, Lu Zhizhi refused to let anyone in. Han Yi was so angry that he shouted at the door: "Lu Zhizhi, give Mu Han back to me!"
Lu Zhizhi heard Han Yi's roar in the house, but ignored it. He slowly carried Mu Han back to the room and gently put Mu Han on the bed. He saw blood on Mu Han's clothes, so he said to Mu Han gently: "Hanhan, let me change your clothes."
Lu Zhizhi gently changed Mu Han's clothes, and then held Mu Han tightly in his arms again.
The room fell into a dead silence. After a moment, a suppressed cry could be heard from the room. Lu Zhizhi cried heartbreakingly and said in an extremely aggrieved tone: "I have already investigated the fire. I am sorry for you. Why... why couldn't you wait for me a little longer? Why did you leave like that? I regret it. Can you come back? There was a reason why I treated you like that before. Can you please wake up and see me..."
Lu Zhizhi could no longer speak, and just cried silently, his cries echoing in the silent room. In the past few days, Lu Zhizhi refused to eat or drink, and did not let anyone in, for he was afraid that someone would snatch Mu Han away.
(Lu Zhizhi's father died in a car accident when he was seven years old. After that, his mother suffered from schizophrenia due to the unbearable blow. Since childhood, he has been dependent on his uncle. This kind of growing environment made him a person who is extremely lacking in love and has no idea how to love someone.)
Han Yi waited outside the door for a long time. Just when he felt desperate and helpless, two people came. They were Mu Han's father and mother. They also brought Mu Han's uncle to Lu Zhizhi's house.
Lu Zhizhi only allowed his uncle to enter the house. When his uncle walked into Mu Han's room and saw Lu Zhizhi's haggard and pale face, he couldn't help but frown slightly and said in a gentle and earnest tone: "Azhi, please return Mu Han to his family. His family is very worried about him."
Lu Zhizhi raised his head, his eyes full of grievance and reluctance, and said: "But if I give Hanhan to them, I will never see Hanhan again. No, I can't do this."
My uncle patiently advised, "Azhi, Hanhan will be angry if you do this. Hanhan definitely wants to see his family. If you keep doing this, he will be even more unhappy and even more angry with you."
Lu Zhizhi didn't say anything, but just looked at his uncle quietly, his eyes full of struggle.
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