Chapter 542: Do you really treat it as a mental illness?
When he saw Han Shiyu stabbing the pillow frantically with scissors and cursing Fang Li, his eyes became even colder.
Lin Mo, who was standing behind him, pushed open the door of the ward at the right time.
“Squeak—”
The sound of the door hinge turning startled Han Shiyu inside.
The movement of her hands suddenly stopped, as if the pause button was pressed.
She slowly raised her head, and when she saw Han Xi standing at the door of the ward, her whole body froze.
The scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, making a harsh sound.
The madness and resentment on her face gradually faded, replaced by an unconcealable fear.
She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She just stared at Han Xi stupidly, and her body involuntarily shrank back, as if she had seen some terrible monster.
Lin Mo closed the door of the ward and stood outside, isolating the world inside from the outside.
Only Han Xi and Han Shiyu were left in the ward.
Han Xi stepped in, his black leather shoes making a slight sound as they stepped on the scattered cotton wool.
He kicked away a piece of broken glass at his feet, walked to the center of the room, and sat down on a relatively clean sofa.
His eyes fell calmly on Han Shiyu, as if he was looking at a clown.
Han Shiyu felt uncomfortable when he looked at her, and the fear in her heart grew deeper and deeper.
She subconsciously picked up the scissors that had fallen on the ground and held them tightly in her hand, her fingers turning white from the force.
She looked at Han Xi, her lips trembling, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
Time passed minute by minute, and the ward was eerily quiet. Only the breathing of the two people could be heard.
Han Shiyu's heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her throat.
She could feel Han Xi's gaze like an invisible knife, cutting into her body inch by inch, leaving her nowhere to hide.
After a long while, Han Xi slowly spoke, his voice low and cold: "Have you had enough fun?"
His voice was not loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves in Han Shiyu's heart.
She suddenly raised her head, a flash of panic in her eyes, and then it was replaced by resentment: "It's you! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be locked up here!"
Han Xi ignored her accusation and said calmly, "Isn't it good here? At least it's more comfortable than prison."
"I don't want to stay here! I want to get out!"
Han Shiyu shouted excitedly, waving the scissors in the air, "I'm going to seek revenge on Xu Fangli! I'm going to make her pay the price!"
Han Xi looked at her frantic expression with a mocking smile on his face: "Revenge? Just you?"
His words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the fire in Han Shiyu's heart, but also igniting her deeper hatred.
She stared at Han Xi, her eyes bloodshot: "Second brother, why are you helping her? I am your sister! We are a family!"
"A family?"
Han Xi repeated these three words as if she had heard some huge joke, "Who are we family with? Do you think that just because you call me second brother I am really my sister?"
"I..." Han Shiyu was speechless after being asked this question, and a deep sadness flashed across her face.
Han Xi stood up, walked in front of her, and looked down at her with no warmth in his eyes: "Your last name is Han, but it is only Han. Remember, you have never been my sister, Han Xi. I, Han Xi, do not need a sister like you."
“Second brother…”
"From now on, stay here well. Since your father has gone to great lengths to get you here, I hope you can live comfortably in the future."
After saying that, he stopped looking at her and turned to walk towards the door.
Han Shiyu looked at his back, fear and hatred intertwined in her heart.
She suddenly stood up from the ground, picked up the scissors on the ground, and rushed towards Han Xi's back: "Han Xi, go to hell!"
When Lin Mo heard the noise inside, he immediately pushed the door open and grabbed Han Shiyu's wrist.
Han Xi stopped but didn't look back.
His voice sounded coldly: "Keep an eye on her."
After saying that, he walked out of the ward without looking back.
The ward door closed again, isolating everything from the outside.
Han Shiyu was pinned to the ground by Lin Mo. She struggled frantically, cursing non-stop: "Han Xi! Xu Fangli! I won't let you go! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"
Her voice echoed in the empty ward, but it seemed so pale and weak.
The nurses standing guard outside were so frightened when they heard the noise inside that their faces turned pale, but no one dared to go in.
They knew that the people in this ward were not people they could afford to offend.
Han Xi walked out of the hospital, and the sunlight just broke through the clouds, casting a faint light.
But this light could not shine into his cold eyes, nor could it dispel the haze in his heart.
He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. The air seemed to still have the smell of disinfectant from the hospital, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Lin Mo followed behind him and whispered, "Boss, we've arranged for someone to keep an eye on the hospital. Do you want to explain this to the hospital?"
Han Xi: "Tell the person in charge of the hospital."
Lin Mo listened quietly.
After a long while, Han Xi stopped and said without turning his head, "Since Miss Han is ill, she should be treated accordingly and take all the necessary medicines."
“…” Lin Mo’s heart moved.
What the boss means... is that he really wants to treat Han Shiyu as a mental patient?
Before he could ask, Han Xi walked straight towards his car.
Soon, the black car slowly drove away from Airen Psychiatric Hospital and disappeared in the traffic in the distance.
And Kuncheng at that time.
After they settled down in the hotel and rested for a while, Wen Yang came to find Fang Li again and went to the set together.
The opening ceremony of "The Dream is Unconscious" was held in a small town at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, which took more than an hour's drive from the hotel in Kuncheng.
On the way.
Zhou Yufan was driving, and Fang Li and Wen Yang were sitting in the back seat.
The music in the car was playing slowly, and Fang Li and Wen Yang were enjoying the warm breeze and looking at the beautiful scenery along the way.
At this moment, Wen Yang suddenly thought of something and leaned over the back of the chair to look at Zhou Yufan who was driving.
"Senior, how are you and Senior Jingsen doing? I heard that a lot of things seemed to have happened between you two after you went back for the New Year."
Upon hearing this, Fang Li also became interested and looked at Zhou Yufan in the rearview mirror.
Zhou Yufan, steering with one hand and holding up the car window with the other, pursed his lips and asked, "Who told you that?"
"Why do you care who told me that? Just tell me whether you did or not."
The sound of music and the sound of the wind filled the carriage.
After a long while, Zhou Yufan finally spoke calmly, "It's nothing. His parents are traveling abroad, and he couldn't stand being annoyed by his relatives, so he came to stay at my house for a few days."
“Wow!”
Wen Yang's eyes lit up, and she smiled ambiguously: "So, you two are living together?"
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