Staying in her room, Gu Liangxi sat in front of the dressing table, opened the drawer of the dressing table, and took out her medicine box from it, she had rubbed the ointment in it for several days, but it was useless.

The injuries on the top are getting worse and worse instead of getting better.

She couldn't even feel the pain in her hands now, the fingers of her hands remained stiff, and she looked at the back of her miserable hands, as if they were no longer her own.

Fingers don't dare to move easily.

She looked at her hands for a long time, and wanted to lift her fingers to get the medicine box, a few days ago her fingers could move twice, but now, she couldn't even use the ointment.

I tried to take it again and again, pinching it between my fingers each time, and then it immediately slipped back down.

After trying countless times, Gu Liangxi's cold expression, as if suddenly stimulated, pushed the things on the table away, and all the cosmetics and medicine boxes on the table rolled to the ground.

Make a tinkling sound.

Gu Liangxi's eyes looked at the things on the ground, slowly stood up, and walked to the balcony of the room, she looked downstairs, Ling Ziqing was wearing a light blue dress, flat shoes, and two servants behind her, they had big bags in their hands, and she walked back with a smile.

When he saw her, Gu Liangxi remembered that his hands were injured that day.

Yan Jingshuo......

Thinking of his name now, she felt a dull pain in her chest.

What is she now, Yan Jingshuo's enemy, guarded by him, bullying whenever she wants, doing whatever she wants?

Something she hadn't done, why should she be treated like this by him here.

"Yo, Gu Liangxi, you're not dead yet, I heard that you didn't go down for breakfast today, what's the matter? Are you really going to starve yourself to death? Don't you really die, Jing Shuo asked me at that time, I don't know how to explain it yet. ”

Ling Ziqing walked in directly without even knocking on the door, her eyes were smug, as if she was showing off to her, now she was the winner, and she was just a losing joke.

"Hmm." Gu Liangxi seemed to be used to her like this, so she hummed lightly, then turned around, walked to her bed and sat down.

Seeing her attitude, Ling Ziqing suddenly became angry, stepped forward, grabbed Gu Liangxi's hair, and scolded, "Gu Liangxi, it's only been a long time, the injury on your hand is not healed, you forgot your lesson, don't forget what your identity is now, if I think, you will definitely not be able to stay here." ”

Can't stay?

"Well, I don't want to stay here either, and if you can let me go, thank you very much." Gu Liangxi had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

If she could get out of here, she swore she would never come back for the rest of her life.

It's like hell, and every minute and second of your time here is like torture.

She is even beginning to wonder what she is, where is the meaning of her life, her hands are ruined, she still has something to be nostalgic about, and sometimes she feels that death seems to be a relief.

Hearing her words, Ling Ziqing let go of the hand that was holding her.

She really couldn't do this, she had long hoped that Gu Liangxi would disappear, but Yan Jingshuo insisted that she stay here.

It looked like he was torturing her, but she looked like she didn't want her to leave, and she was just making an excuse on purpose.

"It's boring, change your clothes and go downstairs to cook with the servant, now I'm the master here, you have to listen to me." As she spoke, Ling Ziqing snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Coming downstairs, Gu Liangxi came to the kitchen wearing an apron, and the servants in the kitchen looked at her and gave way to her place.

"She's got her hands like that, can she do it, or go and help?"

A girl couldn't help but smack her tongue when she looked at Gu Liangxi's hands.

What do you do if you are injured like this?

"What are you helping, didn't you see who is outside, if she sees it, we won't be able to protect both jobs in a while, you better put away your compassion and protect yourself, don't look at it and do your own thing."

An old servant next to her pushed her to turn around.

Listening to their conversation, Gu Liangxi didn't say anything, she had heard this countless times, and there was a maid who helped her before, but the next day, she never saw the servant again, and from then on, no one dared to help her.

"Gu Liangxi, pour me a glass of water." Ling Ziqing sat on the sofa, holding the latest fashion newspapers and magazines in her hands, shouting.

Gu Liangxi put down the things in her hand, dried her hands, walked to the side to get the cup of water, and came to the kettle with the cup, when she was pouring water, she suddenly stopped, looking at the water in the cup, she put her hand into her bag, and took out a small paper bag from the bag.

Looking at the paper bag, she looked to both sides, and the servants were busy with their own business, and they didn't pay attention to her.

She took the opportunity to open the paper bag and pour the powder into the cup.

This medicine was taken out of her medicine cabinet, and it was a cure.

However, if a pregnant woman accidentally drinks it, this medicine can cause a miscarriage in the pregnant woman.

She just wanted to get out of the situation now, so she had no choice.

Watching the rapid fusion of the medicinal foam in the water, she took a deep breath, took the cup out, put the cup on Ling Ziqing's table, and turned to leave.

Ling Ziqing looked at the fashion magazine in her hand intently, subconsciously reached out to take the cup, and drank it directly.

Gu Liangxi, who was halfway through at the same time, turned around to look at Ling Ziqing, and the moment she drank it, she didn't feel that she had that feeling of relief in her heart, but even heavier, only feeling that there was a big stone blocking there, which made her very uncomfortable.

I subconsciously wanted to squeeze my hands, but when my hands were pinched, the wounds on them continued to crack open and began to bleed again, and the surface of those wounds was already black, and there were a few pustules on them, which looked terrible.

Her eyes stared at Ling Ziqing tightly, as if she couldn't feel the pain in her hands.

It was less than an hour.

Gu Liangxi heard the shouting sound coming from the living room, and she hurriedly came to the living room.

I saw Ling Ziqing lying on the ground, and the glass that was originally placed on the table was shattered at this time.

Ling Ziqing covered her lower abdomen with her hands, the hem of her light blue dress had been dyed red by the bright red color, and she kept shouting, "Come on, call an ambulance, my child ......"