I don't know how long it took, Song Kangning suddenly woke up and found that he forgot to draw the curtains before going to bed.

The silver-white moonlight fell in front of the bed, and it was not pitch black in the field of vision.

Song Kangning subconsciously turned his face slightly and looked at the hospital bed on the right.

A cold light pierced her pupils and instantly contracted, Song Kangning squinted her eyes slightly and saw that He Xiaoli was holding a fruit knife in her right hand and gesturing her left wrist, which was not far away.

Song Kangning was frightened and sat up on the ground: "Aunt He!"

In the quiet ward, a very loud shout suddenly sounded, which frightened He Xiaoli's hand, and the fruit knife was handed forward, and it was about to scratch the skin of his wrist.

Song Kangning realized that he seemed to have done something bad with good intentions, and he wanted to ask her to take the knife away so as not to cut the blood vessels on her wrists, but she didn't expect it to backfire!

Song Kangning stared at the tip of the fruit knife that stabbed down with a force, and his mind was full of stop!

The small gourd in the sea of knowledge suddenly stood up and spun rapidly.

Song Kangning intuitively felt that all the little moonlight he had absorbed in his body last night had been drained away, and his physical strength was rapidly declining.

Just when she thought she was going to collapse and even fall unconscious, the moonlight in front of the bed saved her.

As if given life, the moonlight poured towards Song Kangning......

Suddenly, He Xiaoli's movements stopped, and the tip of the knife stopped less than a centimeter from her wrist.

Song Kangning rolled her eyes, because she clearly felt that her strong thoughts made He Xiaoli's whole person still!

There were huge waves surging in her heart, could this be her own skill?

Hahaha!

Before making further confirmation, Song Kangning reached out and took down the fruit knife he was holding in his hand.

The confinement on He Xiaoli's body was lifted at the same time, and she looked at Song Kangning a little dumbfounded, obviously not knowing what had just happened.

After a while, he remembered that the girl was calling for herself just now, so he asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, "What's the matter with you?"

Song Kangning raised his hand and threw the fruit knife to the corner farthest away from He Xiaoli: "Aunt He, what can't you think of, you don't even want your life!"

Song Kangning's tone was questioning, she couldn't figure out that life is the most precious thing in the world, because once you lose it, you will lose everything!

Before going to bed, Song Kangning was still thinking about how to protect his father and his own life, but he didn't expect that this He Xiaoli didn't care about her life at all, but wanted to end it with her own hands!

Maybe it was easier to take off the armor that armed herself during the day at night, or maybe it was only her and Song Kangning in the ward, He Xiaoli burst into tears for a while.

From crying to choking a little out of breath, Song Kangning was a little stunned, since she even had the courage to die, why did a question make her whole person almost collapse?

When the other party finally got tired of crying and stopped crying, Song Kangning opened his mouth: "Aunt He, if you tell the matter, you will always be bored in your heart before you get sick, and it will make people pessimistic and misanthropic!"

Song Kangning found that he couldn't be tactfully persuaded like ordinary people to He Xiaoli, and it was only effective to say it directly, and this kind of straightforward approach Song Kangning was simply familiar with it.

Song Kangning helped He Xiaoli, who was crying so hard that she couldn't sit still, and leaned on the head of the bed.

After a few minutes of slowing down, He Xiaoli, who had a tired face, spoke in a hoarse voice.