Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Jiang Wanqing opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at the group of people surrounding her, none of whom she recognized.

The tinnitus and buzzing in her head made it difficult for her to hear what these people were saying.

My vision is blurred, there is a faint light inside, and I can't see the world in front of me clearly.

There is a vague figure beside me.

There was a very familiar smell on that person.

It was familiar, but she had forgotten.

Jiang Wanqing blinked, and tears were squeezed out, dripping into her hair.

Gu Shiche's eyes were red as he watched the nurse bandage the wound of this desperate little guy.

The glass in the ward was fogged up and muffled thunder rumbled outside the window.

Jiang Wanqing felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't stop trembling, and tears fell one by one.

Her body was twitching unconsciously, she couldn't control it, and she couldn't speak, only able to utter broken syllables unconsciously.

Jiang Wanqing almost collapsed.

The pain from the wound came late, driving her crazy. She lost all the warmth in her body, and something that could warm her was constantly flowing out of her body.

The nurse held down her restless hands without a second thought. Jiang Wanqing was twitching violently.

The nurse yelled outside the ward, "Bed 13, bring a set of restraints over!"

Gu Shiche's face was almost pale and his eyes were red.

"Don't tie her up..." His eyelashes were slightly wet and his thin, pale lips trembled.

"Don't tie her up."

"I'll hold her."

Gu Shiche grabbed Jiang Wanqing's arm and held her in his arms.

Her lips were a dark red color like dried blood, her cheeks were extremely cold and pale, and her eyes were misty.

Her arms had become much thinner, and one palm could completely encircle them with a lot of space left over.

The wound on her wrist was shocking, with bumps and unevenness.

Her skin was cold, her body temperature was too low for a human being, and her shoulders were so thin that the protruding bones hurt in his arms.

Gu Shiche closed his eyes, and the cold wind blowing in from the window, mixed with the dampness of a thunderstorm, blew across the wrinkled corners of his clothes.

In this stuffy ward, the broken man hugged the equally broken Wanqing and couldn't help crying.

The sunny day came late, so when will the rain stop?

The nurse put a tourniquet on her upper arm and explained, "The wound on your wrist didn't cut any arteries or nerves. It's already been bandaged."

"I need to give her a dose of tranquilizer now. I just prescribed it. She'll fall asleep after taking it, and she'll feel a little numb when she wakes up."

"She has suicidal tendencies. We recommend transferring her to the upstairs ward and requiring 24-hour care."

Gu Shiche lowered her head and watched the needle enter her blue-green vein.

Her blood vessels were very thin, and the nurse took a long time to find the needle and insert the medicine.

The iron gate of the psychiatric ward upstairs was locked; she couldn't get out and he couldn't get in.

When she has an attack, she is tied to the bed with restraints and the windows are sealed.

Gu Shiche knew what that feeling was, a feeling of being worse than death.

Jiang Wanqing moved her fingers slightly, slowly closed her eyes, and collapsed in his arms.

She was so thin and small that it seemed as if she would break if he exerted even a little force.

Gu Shiche's breathing stagnated, his body trembled, and he restrained himself: "Don't send her up, I will be her 24-hour care."

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Jiang Wanqing opened her eyes in confusion.

As soon as I opened my eyes, tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Her eyelids trembled, and the hand hanging by her side moved unconsciously.

"woke up?"

A cold and hoarse voice reached her ears.

Jiang Wanqing turned her head away blankly.

In bed number 14, a man in hospital gown was sitting by the bed, looking at her.

The effect of the medicine had not yet worn off, and she was in a state of indifference and depression. She could only lie paralyzed on the bed and did not respond to him.

I don't know him, so I don't know why he would talk to me.

Jiang Wanqing turned around silently, with her back to him, staring at the rain outside the window in a daze.

The rain was pouring down, and the violent thunder and lightning seemed to be splitting the sky into several pieces.

He looked at Jiang Wanqing's thin back, his eyes red.

The man clenched his hands into fists, resisting the urge to hug her.

"I'm the newly admitted patient in bed number 14. You can just call me Fourteen."

"Um... do you want to eat? What do you want to eat? Let's... order takeout together?"

Jiang Wanqing ignored him and found him annoying.

Why do you always talk to yourself?

"People... still need to eat. They can't go hungry."

"If you eat something, you will recover faster."

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent. When the food comes, we must eat together."

Jiang Wanqing listened to his voice and felt uncomfortable for some reason.

She wrapped the thin quilt tightly around her face and covered her head with it, not wanting to listen to him anymore.

The next second, the quilt was pulled off by the man, exposing her head.

Jiang Wanqing turned around stiffly and saw the patient in bed 14 looking at her with horror.

He must be mentally ill.

Wait a minute...this looks like a psychiatric ward.

So he must be mentally ill.

Why lock her up with this lunatic? She's not sick at all.

Jiang Wanqing sat up and looked coldly at the man in front of her.

She wanted to go out and told the nurse to discharge her and go home.

Although she didn't remember where her home was, she would remember it as soon as she looked at the road outside.

Jiang Wanqing stepped barefoot on the floor, ready to walk out.

The next second, her feet were in the air, and the man put his arms around her waist and lifted her up.

"The ground is cold, don't walk barefoot."

"Put on shoes."

The man put her on the bed, knelt on the ground, took out her slippers from under the bed, and put them on her himself.

Jiang Wanqing felt that he was sick, and seriously ill.

She ignored the man kneeling on the ground and walked out of the ward.

Behind her, the man was still shouting at her back: "Where are you going? Wait for me."

Jiang Wanqing didn't know where she got the energy from, she walked quickly forward, even jogging, and one of her shoes fell off.

Patient 14 followed her, picked up the dropped shoe and caught up.

boom!

The next second, the man ran in front of her, grabbed her arm, and pushed her against the wall.

"Where are you going? Didn't you say we'd have dinner together?"

Jiang Wanqing really wanted to say that she didn't want to eat with a psychopath like him because it would damage her brain.

But she couldn't speak, her mouth opened and closed slightly.

She rolled her eyes and waved at him, signaling him to move aside.

"No, unless you speak."

Why does this person keep holding on to her?

Jiang Wanqing slipped out from under his arm and ran quickly down the corridor.

"Don't run! Put on your shoes! You'll catch a cold!"

The man was still shouting behind her, and Jiang Wanqing ran even faster.

Gu Shiche ran after her and bumped into someone at the corner with a bang.

Secretary Zou widened his eyes, holding a lunch box in his hand, and looked at the mental health uniform on him.

"Boss Gu, why are you really in the psychiatric ward? Didn't you say you were going to deliver food to the young lady?"

"I'll come to accompany Qingqing." Gu Shiche stretched out his hand and tried to push Secretary Zou away.

But Secretary Zou refused and stopped Gu Shiche from approaching the ward door.

"Ouch! You better not be photographed outside dressed like this."

"The last time there was a rumor about you being mentally ill, it was Director An who immediately suppressed it, and the situation didn't escalate."

"People on the group's board of directors are secretly fanning the flames and saying they want to remove you."

"Being photographed like this is exactly what they want, isn't it?"

Gu Shiche's eyes were red as he pushed him away: "Immediately dismiss him, get out of the way!"

"My wife is running away!"

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