Zhan Yanqing: "Did you call 120?"

"Hit, the security guard has already gone to see it, it's the women's bathroom!"

The company inexplicably had a bloody disaster, and Zhan Yanqing, as the person in charge, naturally couldn't stand idly by.

The security guard and the company's medical staff had already gone to wash their hands together, Zhan Yanqing was waiting at the door, and when he saw Jiang Mingzhu on the stretcher, his originally tense face became more serious.

"Jiang Mingzhu!" Zhan Yanqing looked at the blood on Jiang Mingzhu's face, and asked the company's medical staff emotionally, "Where is she injured?"

Medical: "Unconscious due to lack of oxygen, broke his head."

Zhan Yanqing: "Why hasn't 120 come yet!"

When Zhou Li heard Jiang Mingzhu's name, he immediately got up and walked out.

After seeing Jiang Mingzhu on the stretcher, Zhou Li's face also became gloomy.

Before he could say anything, the emergency person from the hospital came, Zhan Yanqing followed without hesitation, and Zhou Li followed.

The ambulance can only follow one person, and Zhan Yanqing only found out that Zhou Li had followed before getting into the car.

"I'll send her there, you don't have to worry about it." Zhan Yanqing said.

Zhou Li: "She is my employee, and I have to take responsibility for what happens."

Zhan Yanqing: "Then you will drive in a while, don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Li watched the ambulance go away, turned around and walked to the parking lot, and after getting into the car, he stepped on the accelerator and galloped away.

On the hospital side, Jiang Mingzhu was sent to the emergency room, and Zhan Yanqing was waiting outside.

When Zhou Li came over, he saw Zhan Yanqing wandering in the corridor of the emergency department, his eyes were so red that he couldn't speak, and his face was full of worry about Jiang Mingzhu.

It is no exaggeration to say that the last time Zhan Danyun was angry with him and went to the hospital, he had never seen him in such a hurry.

Jiang Mingzhu has already separated from him, and he can still be so worried.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't stay in the rescue room for too long, and as soon as she came out, Zhan Yanqing rushed up and asked, "How is she?"

"High fever, I should have hit something on my head when I fainted, skin trauma, it's not a big deal." The doctor said, "It's just that the fever is more severe, and it is recommended to be hospitalized and hung with water."

Zhan Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately went through the hospitalization procedures for Jiang Mingzhu and arranged her into a single ward.

In the ward, the nurse was prick Jiang Mingzhu with an infusion needle and rolled up the sleeves of the hospital gown.

Zhou Li stood on the side of the hospital bed, lowered his head and looked at it, and swept the pinch marks on Jiang Mingzhu's arm, the skin and flesh were broken, which was exactly the same as the marks she had pinched out on her thighs before.

Zhan Yanqing had just come back from Jiang Mingzhu's hospitalization, when he received a call from his assistant, and there was a very important meeting in the company waiting for him in the afternoon.

Zhou Li probably heard the content of the call, "She's nothing serious, I'll find Liang Cong to come and guard, you go back and get busy."

Zhan Yanqing watched Zhou Li finish calling Liang Cong before leaving in a hurry.

The door of the ward closed, and Zhou Li watched Zhan Yanqing leave in the direction for a while, and then turned his gaze to Jiang Mingzhu on the hospital bed.

There was a circle of gauze wrapped around her head, which hit the position of her forehead, and the makeup on her face had been wiped clean when she had cleaned up the blood just now, and she was now in a state of plain face.

The face was so white that there was no blood, and the lips were dry and skinny, which was completely different from the usual moist and pink state.

She just went to the bathroom, how did she make herself like this?

The pale lips suddenly moved, trying to say something.

The voice was too low for Zhou Li to hear, so he leaned over.

"Don't ......"

"Don't go."

Jiang Mingzhu tried to grab him with the hand with the needle, but Zhou Liyan quickly pressed her, "Don't move."

"Don't go." She said the same thing over and over again, breathless.

Her hands were cold, but her body was hot, and her neck was burned red.

"Don't go." Her voice grew hoarse.

Zhou Li looked down at the wound on her forearm, thoughtful, "I'm not leaving, you lie down and don't move."

Jiang Mingzhu seemed to understand, but she really didn't say anything in her sleep.

——

When Jiang Mingzhu woke up, his head was very heavy and he was sweating profusely.

When she opened her eyes, she smelled the smell of disinfectant alcohol, and subconsciously wanted to sit up on the bed.

As soon as he moved his body, his shoulders were pressed back with a strong force.

looked at it closely, and the person in front of him turned out to be Zhou Li.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Why am I in the hospital?"

Zhou Li: "I should ask you this question, go to the bathroom, get yourself to the hospital, you are very good."

Jiang Mingzhu remembered that she was too emotional when she was in the bathroom, and she suddenly ran out of breath.

In the first two years, when she did not recover, she often fell into a coma due to the ups and downs of emotions, but this has not happened for more than a year.

Jiang Mingzhu glanced at the syringe in his hand, "Why do you want an infusion?"

Zhou Li: "High fever."

Jiang Mingzhu: "......"

No wonder she is dizzy and sweating profusely now, and even this symptom is similar to before.

Zhou Li: "How did you get the injury on your arm?"

Jiang Mingzhu saw those traces, and subconsciously wanted to cover them with her other hand, but Zhou Li directly restrained her.

"I asked you how you got it."

Jiang Mingzhu was not feeling well, and she didn't have the extra energy to take it out and deal with Zhou Li.

She lowered her head and didn't speak, her long eyelashes drooping, casting a shadow under her eyes.

She looked shattered and sad.

Zhou Li: "You pinched it yourself."

Jiang Mingzhu's lips pursed into a line.

Zhou Li: "Last time it was the thigh, this time it was the arm, are you addicted to pinching yourself?"

Judging from the strength of her delicate in bed, she should be the kind of person who is very afraid of pain, unless she is uncontrolled, it is impossible to be so cruel to herself.

Jiang Mingzhu was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head.

Her eyes were hollow, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she said self-deprecatingly, "Didn't you guess everything?"

Zhou Li: "Depression?"

He doesn't know much about mental illness, but he also knows that many people with depression can be very outgoing, and Jiang Mingzhu's behavior is right.

"It's not." Jiang Mingzhu licked her dry lips, "Bipolar disorder."

Zhou Li: "......"

Jiang Mingzhu withdrew his hand and sniffed, "You go, leave me alone."

Zhou Li: "Why did you suddenly have a seizure just now?"

There must always be a trigger for the onset of the disease.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "What do you think?"

This rhetorical question sounded a bit blaming him, Zhou Li furrowed his eyebrows, he didn't remember what he had done to stimulate her.

"Is she really that important to you?" Jiang Mingzhu held back her tears, but couldn't help choking.

Zhou Li suddenly reacted, she was talking about Zhan Yubai.

Is it because you heard what he said to Zhan Yanqing?

Zhou Li didn't answer her, but her eyes gradually became a little deep.

Jiang Mingzhu's tears ran down the corners of her eyes, "I kept telling myself that as long as I could stay by your side, it was enough, but I heard you care about her so much...... I'm really sad."

She wrapped one hand around his fingers and pleaded with him with tears in her eyes, "Can you give me a little bit of good for her?" A little bit is enough."