He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Since Zhou Yan arrived, he hasn't offered a single explanation, only urgently requesting Song Zhi to call Fu Lu and ask him to come to the hospital.

Seeing Zhou Yan's extremely anxious appearance, Song Zhi was full of suspicion, but she didn't ask too many questions and directly dialed Fu Lu's number.

Zhou Yan remained silent for a moment, seemingly going through an internal struggle.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly said, "The reason you were injured this time was actually because of Zhou Fu. You probably know that, right? Zhou Fu is my cousin. Today is Zhou Fu's birthday, and I'm worried that Ninth Brother might do something outrageous to Zhou Fu."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was instantly stunned, as if struck by a thunderbolt.

Her eyes widened as she stared at Zhou Yan in disbelief. "Zhou Fu."

Zhou Yan nodded: "Yes, Song Zhi, I asked you to stop Ninth Brother not to protect Zhou Fu, but because I care about Ninth Brother. You know Ninth Brother's temperament, he will definitely do everything he can to get revenge for you."

Song Zhi was stunned.

Now, whenever she thinks about what happened that night, Song Zhi's heart feels as if it's being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and a deep-seated fear surges into her heart like a tidal wave.

Her body seemed to lose its own will, and began to tremble violently involuntarily, even her lips turning pale.

Seeing Song Zhi's state, Zhou Yan, who had been keeping an eye on her, couldn't help but feel a sense of worry.

He asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Song Zhi took a deep breath, trying to calm her chaotic emotions.

She slowly raised her head, looked at Zhou Yan, forced a smile, and gently shook her head, saying, "I...I'm fine, really."

However, her slightly trembling voice betrayed her true feelings.

"You scared me to death just now!"

Zhou Yan frowned, his face full of worry. He suggested, "Are you really alright? Should I call a doctor to come and check on you?"

Song Zhi gently shook her head, "I'm really fine, no need to trouble the doctor. But what about the cousin you mentioned earlier..."

A look of apology appeared on Zhou Yan's face.

He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled before mustering the courage to look at Song Zhi and say, "I admit, I did have my own selfish motives regarding this matter. Song Zhi, I'm sorry..."

However, his apology went unanswered; Song Zhi simply sat there quietly, without uttering a word.

No matter who it happens to, it's unlikely that a simple "I'm sorry" would be enough to make it go away.

This was especially true for Song Zhi.

After a long while, Song Zhi finally spoke again, her voice sounding somewhat tired: "I want to rest, I'm sorry."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth, clearly wanting to say something to salvage the situation, but when he saw Song Zhi's pale face and haggard appearance, all the words stuck in his throat.

In the end, he could only nod helplessly, turn around, and silently leave the room.

Not long after Zhou Yan left, the nurse hurried in, her face full of concern as she asked, "Miss Song, how are you feeling? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Song Zhi gently shook her head and replied with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Aunt Chen. I'm fine. You should go and rest."

Aunt Chen arrived after Fu Lu left, saying that Fu Lu had arranged for her to come and take special care of Song Zhi.

Aunt Chen seemed quite tired at this moment, and couldn't help but yawn a few times before saying, "In that case, I'll go take a nap first. If you need any help, just let me know."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the cot next to her.

Song Zhi nodded gently.

Soon after, the ward returned to silence and darkness.

Song Zhi lay alone on the large hospital bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

She found it especially difficult to fall asleep when Aunt Chen's loud snoring could be heard from the room from time to time.

Left with no other choice, Song Zhi reached out and pulled the blanket next to her over her head, trying to block out external distractions and force herself to fall asleep.

However, as time passed, Song Zhi still felt no sleepiness whatsoever.

Just as she was becoming increasingly anxious, a slight sound reached her ears—the sound of the ward door lock slowly turning.

A surge of indescribable joy welled up inside her. She couldn't wait to reach out and lift the heavy blanket, then groped her way to the wall and pressed the switch for the ward light.

In an instant, bright yet soft light filled the entire room.

“Nine…” When she saw the person standing at the door, the name that was about to come out seemed to be tightly gripped by an invisible hand, stuck deep in her throat, and she could no longer utter a single syllable.

Song Zhi's face, which had been slightly flushed with surprise, instantly turned ashen white, her eyes widened, and her expression was filled with undisguised terror.

Zhou Fu!

Zhou Fu, with a chilling smile on her face, slowly walked towards the hospital bed.

"Song Zhi, do you think you can escape?"

Zhou Fu's voice was as cold and piercing as if it came from hell, filled with endless resentment and hatred.

Song Zhi's body trembled involuntarily. Remembering what Zhou Yan had said before, she subconsciously shrank back into the bed, looking at the woman in front of her with a wary expression.

"What...what exactly do you want?"

Her voice was hoarse and broken due to extreme fear.

"Hmph, I'll repay Fu Lu tenfold for everything he's done to me!"

Zhou Fu gritted her teeth and said, turning to the two tall men in black behind her, "Hold her down tightly and strip her naked!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was so frightened that she gripped the blanket tightly.

The next second, two men in black approached her.

"No! Please, spare me! Let me go! Help! Ninth Brother, save me..."

She cried and struggled, but the two men in black were too strong and quickly pinned her to the bed, unable to move.

Just then, Song Zhi suddenly felt a pair of hands gently shaking her shoulders, accompanied by anxious calls: "Zhizhi, wake up, wake up!"

Song Zhi suddenly opened her eyes, and what came into view was Fu Lu's face, which was full of worry and concern.

She suddenly froze, staring blankly ahead, her mind a complete blank, unable to distinguish whether she was dreaming or in reality.

After a long while, she slowly reached out and carefully touched Fu Lu's well-defined face.

The warm touch on her fingertips sent a shiver down her spine, and she murmured involuntarily, "Ninth Brother..."