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

Song Zhi rushed to the hospital in a great hurry.

As I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Fu Lu sitting on a chair in the corridor.

Fu Lu was seen with his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

Remembering what Fu Lu had said on the phone earlier, Song Zhi hurriedly walked up to Fu Lu.

She called softly, "Ninth Brother."

Fu Lu slowly raised his head upon hearing the sound. The moment his gaze met Song Zhi's, Song Zhi clearly sensed the pain and helplessness in his eyes.

Fu Lu didn't speak, but silently reached out and hugged Song Zhi tightly, then buried his head in Song Zhi's belly like a child.

Song Zhi could feel Fu Lu's body trembling slightly. She reached out and gently stroked the top of Fu Lu's head, trying to comfort him.

After a while, Song Zhi couldn't help but ask, "How is Nuonuo?"

Fu Lu's voice was a little hoarse as he slowly said, "The rescue was successful, but he hasn't woken up yet."

Song Zhi's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "How could she...?"

Song Zhi simply couldn't bring herself to say the word "suicide."

"It was Xu Ning who discovered it, but I'm not entirely clear on the specifics."

His voice remained muffled.

Seeing that Fu Lu was so downcast, Song Zhi knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so she chose not to ask any more and just quietly stayed by Fu Lu's side.

After a while, Fu Lu's emotions gradually calmed down. He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on Song Zhi, and said softly, "Let's go in and see. My eldest sister is in the ward."

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with some concern, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Are you really okay on your own?"

Fu Lu nodded: "I'm fine, go in and check on Nuonuo."

Song Zhi nodded and stepped into the ward.

The ward was quiet, with only the faint sounds of the medical equipment.

Fu Ya sat quietly by the bed, her eyes fixed on Wei Yinuo, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed.

Song Zhi walked gently to Fu Ya's side and called softly, "Sister Fu Ya."

Upon hearing the voice, Fu Ya slowly turned her head and saw that it was Song Zhi. Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"It's all my fault. I should have been with her all the time."

Fu Ya looked full of regret, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

Song Zhi quickly comforted her, "Sister Fu Ya, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

However, Fu Ya wouldn't listen at all. She continued, "I knew she had psychological problems, but I didn't take it seriously. If I had stayed with her last night, she definitely wouldn't have done something like this."

Seeing Fu Ya so remorseful, Song Zhi felt very sad, but she really didn't know how to comfort Fu Ya, so she could only silently look at the hospital bed.

Wei Yinuo's eyes were tightly closed, her face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, and even her lips had lost their original rosy hue, turning a horrifying grayish-white.

Her hand rested on the edge of the bed, wrapped in thick gauze, stained with bright red blood—a shocking sight.

Song Zhi never expected that Wei Yinuo, who was always cheerful and like a little sun, would choose such an extreme way to hurt herself.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and then noticed Xu Ning sitting in the corner.

Xu Ning remained silent, as if she had lost her soul, sitting there blankly, motionless.

Song Zhi felt a sharp pain in her heart when she recalled what Fu Lu had just said.

She took a deep breath, walked up to Xu Ning, and slowly squatted down to look him in the eye.

At this moment, Xu Ning's eyes were red and bloodshot, clearly indicating that she had just been crying.

He bit his lip so hard that it bled, but he still refused to make a sound.

Song Zhi reached out and gently took Xu Ning's slightly trembling hand, saying softly, "Xiao Ning, don't worry, Nuonuo will be alright."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's voice, Xu Ning's body trembled violently, as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

His lips trembled as he managed to utter a strained cry: "Little...Little Aunt."

"It's okay, Nuonuo will get better."

Xu Ning suppressed her grief, sniffed hard, and said with a slightly choked voice, "I really shouldn't have left her last night. She must have felt that she had no hope of living, so she deliberately sent me away."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi felt a surge of intense curiosity and quickly asked, "What exactly happened last night?"

Xu Ning took a deep breath, composed herself, and then slowly recounted the events of the previous night to Song Zhi in detail.

Song Zhi felt her heart breaking as she listened; she never imagined that Wei Yinuo would be so desperate.

She noticed yesterday that Wei Yinuo's condition was a bit off, but she didn't think about it too deeply.

Now, after hearing Xu Ning's story, she suddenly realized that Wei Yinuo had called them over early in the morning just to see them one last time; she had actually wanted to die a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi's nose suddenly stung, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She blinked frantically, trying to hold back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, but she ultimately failed.

One after another, glistening tears rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken string, hitting the ground.

Song Zhi raised her hand in a panic, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the tears flowed like a flood that had burst its banks, and she couldn't stop them.

Not wanting others to see her predicament, she silently turned around and staggered out of the ward.

Fu Lu saw his child walk out with red eyes, so he quickly stood up, went over and hugged him to comfort him.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry."

Song Zhi leaned on Fu Lu's shoulder, choking back tears: "Ninth Brother, Nuonuo, she doesn't want to live."

Fu Lu didn't say anything, he just quietly held Song Zhi in his arms.

At first, Song Zhi choked up quietly, but later she couldn't control her emotions and started sobbing softly.

In no time, Fu Lu's shirt was wet.

Fu Lu reached out and gently patted Song Zhi's back, comforting her, "It's alright, Zhizhi, don't cry."

Song Zhi sniffed, released Fu Lu, and looked at his clothes, which were now wet. She said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry for getting your shirt wet."

Fu Lu didn't care about his shirt at all, but reached out and gently wiped the tears from Song Zhi's cheeks: "Okay, stop crying, Nuonuo is fine, the doctor said there is no danger to her life."

"What happened after Nuonuo woke up? Ninth Brother, Xu Ning said she doesn't want to live anymore, I'm really worried..."

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with a worried expression.

After all, Wei Yinuo had suicidal thoughts. She was rescued this time, but what about next time?

Fu Lu patted Song Zhi on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, my older sister and I have already discussed it, and we plan to send Nuonuo abroad."

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with some surprise: "Send them abroad?"

Fu Lu nodded and explained, "Yes, it would be better for her to go to a new environment."