Don't be bad, I'm a love brain

Chapter 128 128. It Hurts

"Mr. Liang?"

A voice from the computer broke Liang Chubai's uneasiness.

He glanced at the people sitting on the screen and got up.

"Let's get here first today."

He returned to the room non-stop, and saw under the light of the moon, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Shen Zhi, who was depressed and decadent, sat on the ground with her knees in a daze, and the orange cat squatted next to her, just lying down.

He put down his suspended heart and walked in. The shimmering fragments refracted under the moon made his vision flicker, and his expression gradually froze.

Shen Zhi looked at the man with downcast eyes, silently bandaging the wound on his wrist.

Touch the trembling of his fingers.

The smile on Shen Zhi's face was stiff, and he comforted softly, "I'm fine."

"It's very shallow and doesn't hurt."

An extremely light and insipid sentence ignited Liang Chubai's anger.

He threw away the blood-stained cotton swab in his hand, "Is this why you want to stay by yourself?"

Shen Zhi opened his eyes slightly, and parted his lips helplessly, "I, I just—"

She still couldn't think of a reasonable reason, bit her lip, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry again.

Liang Chubai closed his eyes.

"I don't want to hear these three words."

His tone was disappointed mixed with sadness, and he turned to leave.

Shen Zhi curled up her fingertips, gently entangled his fingers, she couldn't tell whether she was attached or reluctant.

"I didn't mean to, I was just too uncomfortable to control."

Shen Zhi's voice was mixed with crying.

Liang Chubai ignored her, picked up the fragments of the wine bottle on the ground, and swiped at his wrist.

Shen Zhi froze, startled.

She ran over to stop the bleeding at his bewilderment, frightened and flustered all over.

"What are you doing?"

Liang Chubai brushed her hand away, "I can't die."

"Since you are uncomfortable and would rather self-harm than tell me, and I don't mind accompanying you, there is no need for you to care about me."

Shen Zhi's pale lips squirmed slightly, his eyes dimmed.

The man passed her by calmly, knowing that it was almost done.

He held Shen Zhi with his injured hand, and murmured softly, "It hurts so much."

She stared at his bleeding hole, and miraculously felt the faint pain in the wound on her wrist.

Shen Zhi blinked his eyes lightly, and the condensed water drops fell along the trend.

Liang Chubai saw her carefully bandaging himself while crying, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He was using her guilt and self-blame.

But so what, as long as she can be kept, no matter what method is used, it doesn't matter.

That night, the two wounded hands clasped tightly.

Like drowning people leaning on each other.

After this tossing, Shen Zhi became much calmer, at least on the surface he didn't feel too depressed.

But Liang Chubo knew that her closed heart had never been opened.

With the holidays over.

The group is on the right track, and many things need to be handled by him.

Shen Zhi didn't want to go outside, so Liang Chubo worked at home, got her a table in the study, and sat opposite him.

Wen Ting can only temporarily let Wen Ting go to inspect the branches.

Just when he was about to hang up the phone, Wen Ting suddenly said, "Brother, do you remember that five years ago, I told you that I saved a drowning woman."

Liang Chubo paused, but did not speak.

The other party said directly, "That person seems to be my sister-in-law."

Liang Chubai looked at Shen Zhi, who was lying listlessly on the table, and she slowly ate the potato chips he opened.

He held the phone tightly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I do not--"

Wen Ting's words were interrupted, "Okay, instead of having time to fantasize about these things, you might as well find out how the other family got into the loophole."

Shen Zhi noticed that his tone was a little aggressive, and looked up at him.

Liang Chubai pulled his lips, his expression was a little gentle, "Scared?"

Shen Zhi shook his head.

The man walked towards her and said softly, "What are you doing?"

Shen Zhi was a little impatient, didn't he come over to see it himself.

But she answered anyway.

"Watch variety shows."

Liang Chubo flitted across the screen, and there was a scene where a male artist accidentally stepped on a banana peel and buried his face in the shit.

The barrage was laughing, Shen Zhi looked at it seriously, but there was no smile at all.

Liang Chubai embraced her from behind, and leaned against her side.

Shen Zhi was sensitive to his emotions, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"

Liang Chubai hugged him even tighter, "It's okay."

He just thought that he could find her earlier.

At the same time, I am also thankful that Wen Ting and the others came to the rescue.

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In the afternoon, international psychologists came to the door and gave Shen Zhi a checkup test.

Liang Chubai stood in the corridor, leaning his elbows on the beautifully carved fence.

Two people came out of the room.

Liang Chubai glanced inside, Shen Zhi was lying on the bed.

Close the door.

The experts began to talk about Shen Zhi's condition.

"Miss Shen is not very cooperative, and the current situation cannot be treated with hypnosis."

"So far, the mortality rate of patients with severe depression has reached 80.00%. The effect of drugs can only be a short-term sedative relief, and it is very difficult to cure."

The man's brows were light, and he took a puff of his cigarette.

"I didn't come to hear you say this, what else can I do?"

"MECT surgery, but looking at her medical records, it is obvious that the effect of this surgery is not effective. However, there was a new breakthrough last year. A patient had [-] MECT surgeries and developed delusions. , no doubt like a normal person, but the memory in my mind is fictitious."

"But—" the other party hesitated a little, "No one can guarantee whether the same kind of patients will end up with the same kind of mental illness, whether there is a possibility of waking up, and what the effect will be after waking up, all of which are unpredictable."

Liang Chubai's eyes were empty, and he stood outside alone for a long time.

Shen Zhi gently opened the door, and saw the man's figure with his back slightly bent, shrouded in a faint sense of loneliness and fatigue.

She lowered her eyes and reached out to tug at the corner of the man's clothes.

He looked sideways, landed on Shen Zhi's white and delicate feet, and frowned.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Shen Zhi ignored him, and stood by the railing like him, looking at the layout of the living room on the first floor.

Liang Chubo went back to the bedroom, got her slippers, squatted down and put them on for her.

Shen Zhi cooperated with his movements very well.

She said softly, "Don't believe these bullshit experts. MECT surgery is useless at all. Paranoia is just something imagined because you can't bear the damage of the facts. It's not caused by this surgery. Among the patients I know, Two of them are delusional, and one is delusional, and they haven't had any surgery."

Liang Chubai straightened his body, and there was a broken light in his eyes that could not be condensed.

His throat was slightly astringent, and he hummed.

Shen Zhi propped his chin, "I tried it before when I was in the hospital, and I had to face the cold equipment, get many needles inserted, and take a lot of medicine every day. It was so painful. I don't want to go through it again."

Going through the process of being treated again, the attack happened again and again, and I couldn't live without fear of death.

Liang Chubai could hear her uneasiness, and his heart ached from suffocation, so he gently patted her back to comfort her.

"I see."

(End of this chapter)