Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

Pei Sangyu chuckled, "You seem to care about Xu Jiayun now. Why? Do you want me to give you a chance and let you be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"

Jiang Muheng choked, "Are you sick? I'm a doctor! What's wrong with me showing sympathy to my patients?!"

Pei Sangyu turned around, his dark eyes stained with murderous intent, staring at him solemnly, "Chi Yu is like this, and now even you are like this, what? Is Xu Jiayun so good? Is it worth it for you to tear each other apart for her?"

Jiang Muheng's scalp tingled when he saw that look in his eyes.

He is Pei Sangyu's closest and most trusted person, and the only one who knows what Pei Sangyu has experienced.

Pei Sangyu's trust in him naturally exceeded that of others.

But the way Pei Sangyu looked at him now was full of undisguised murderous intent.

The last time I saw him look like this was three years ago...

Suddenly, Jiang Muheng's eyelids jumped, and he looked at him in disbelief, "Did you stop taking the medicine without permission again?"

Pei Sangyu frowned, and the murderous look in his eyes disappeared.

His reaction confirmed Jiang Muheng's guess!

"Why?" Jiang Muheng growled in frustration, "You know the consequences of stopping the medication! Pei Sangyu, what's wrong with you lately? You're so abnormal! No, I have to call Professor Shangguan right away..."

"Don't fight." Pei Sangyu said in a deep voice.

"If I don't beat you, do I want you to continue to act like this?" Jiang Muheng didn't bother to pay attention to him. He took out his cell phone and opened the address book.

Pei Sangyu's eyes turned fierce, and he rushed over and snatched Jiang Muheng's phone.

"I told you to stop calling!" He angrily threw his phone to the ground.

The phone was broken.

Jiang Muheng was so angry that his face turned green, "You... I just bought this phone last month!"

Pei Sangyu's chest heaved, and he raised his hand to pinch his brows. "I'll compensate you tenfold, and you can leave now."

"Is this a matter of paying compensation?" Jiang Muheng felt his blood pressure instantly soar to over 200.

"Sang Yu, I'm worried about you. Three years ago, you stopped taking your medication without permission, and what happened? You almost died! If Jiang Yi hadn't saved you, you would have been dead long ago! What do you want? Do you want to turn into that monster again? Why the hell did you stop taking your medication?"

As a friend, Jiang Muheng now really feels helpless and disappointed with his friend!

"How long have you been stopping?"

Pei Sangyu said nothing.

Jiang Muheng took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked again: "So you lost control again last night and treated Xu Jiayun like that, right? Sang Yu, I beg you to tell me the truth, how many times have you lost control? Just answer me!"

"Half a month."

"Half a month..." Jiang Muheng raised his hand and wiped his face, trying to calm himself down. "Half a month is fine. Continuing to take the medicine now won't have a big impact. You..."

"I won't take the medicine anymore." Pei Sangyu interrupted him with a firm tone.

"What do you want to do if you don't take the medicine?" Jiang Muheng paced back and forth in the study room with his hands on his hips. "Do you want to go to heaven? I don't want to wake up one day to see the news that the president of Pei Corporation has died suddenly!"

Pei Sangyu looked at Jiang Muheng, his dark eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of fog.

"Heng, do you know why those drugs can keep me from losing control?"

Jiang Muheng frowned, "What else could it be? Of course it's because it's effective that it can keep you from losing control!"

"No." Pei Sangyu curled his lip in self-mockery. "Those drugs can control my emotions, making me as calm as a cold robot. I can't feel happiness or sadness. It's like a white cloth covering my heart."

Jiang Muheng looked at him, speechless for a moment.

Psychotropic drugs all replace emotional stability with the numbing of emotions, thereby achieving the effect of suppressing the onset of the disease.

"I looked at the living person in front of me. Her every smile and frown was so real and vivid. Her tears fell on my hands, but my heart was numb. As soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't even remember what she looked like..."

Jiang Muheng stared at Pei Sangyu in a daze.

He was not sick and had never taken this kind of medicine. He only knew that after taking this medicine, Pei Sangyu could at least live like a normal person and at least no longer do some uncontrollable behaviors.

But he never knew that the side effects of this medicine on Pei Sangyu were actually like this...

"But even so..." Jiang Muheng sighed, "At least you can live, live decently and safely."

"Indeed, that was the medicine that saved my life."

Pei Sangyu raised his hand to cover his heart, the confusion in his eyes completely revealed: "I have indeed become very calm, and I will no longer do things that hurt myself or others because of losing control. However, my heart is blind. Like a heartless monster, I live numbly and mechanically. Maybe even if she died in front of me one day, I wouldn't feel a trace of grief..."

Jiang Muheng's breathing stopped.

"This she..." He swallowed and asked, "Is it Jiang Yi or..."

"Is it important?" Pei Sangyu looked at Jiang Muheng and curled the corners of his lips sarcastically. "Just know what I said today. Forget it once you leave this door."

"I can forget." Jiang Muheng sighed, looking at Pei Sangyu with an increasingly heavy and complicated look in his eyes. "But what about you? Can you forget?"

Pei Sangyu did not answer Jiang Muheng.

He just looked out the window for a long time, then put out his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "I only know that I won't let her leave."

After Jiang Muheng left, Pei Sangyu stayed in the study alone for a long time without coming out.

The phone on the table kept vibrating, and the caller ID showed: Xiaoyi.

He just took a look, took out a cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and smoked it by himself, completely ignoring the calls that kept coming one after another.

...

At noon, Ayuan brought the cooked green porridge upstairs.

Pei Sangyu just came out of the study.

"Mr. Pei." A Yuan paused and bowed: "I'll bring some porridge to the young lady."

Pei Sangyu glanced at the porridge in Ayuan's hand and said, "Give it to me."

A Yuan was stunned and looked up at him.

Pei Sangyu reached out and took the plate from Ayuan's hand.

A Yuan reacted and hurried over to help him open the door.

As soon as Pei Sangyu walked into the bedroom, Ayuan immediately closed the door.

In the master bedroom, Xu Jiayun took a nap and woke up covered in sweat.

Seeing Pei Sangyu coming in, she frowned slightly, moved her aching body, turned sideways, and turned her back to him.

Pei Sangyu narrowed his eyes and walked to the bed.

He put the tray on the bedside table.

"Get up and have some porridge."

The man's voice was cold, but his tone remained firm.

Xu Jiayun really didn't want to face him at this moment.

But when she thought about what she had experienced last night, she knew that confronting this man head-on would not end well.

She gritted her teeth and turned around with difficulty.

When she met Pei Sangyu's gaze, her hands gripping the quilt tightened slightly.

Pei Sangyu leaned over and placed his big hand on her forehead.

"The fever's gone." He withdrew his hand and looked down at her pale, haggard face. "Can you sit up?"