Wang Ziyi looked at the bracelet in the doctor's hand with a confused look on her face, then reached out to touch her arm, only to find that the bracelet on it was missing.

"Thanks."

She politely took the bracelet, thanked her softly, and put it on her wrist again. A smile appeared in the doctor's beautiful eyes.

"Pay attention to rest."

I nodded and said, "Okay, please doctor."

After my mother sent the person out, I turned back to look at Wang Ziyi and asked, "What did you just say?"

Wang Ziyi looked at the bracelet for a moment, then came back to her senses: "I haven't seen Gao Haoyi for a long time, and even Gao Lanxi hasn't been to school for a long time."

"They...will be okay?"

"You are like this, and you still have time to worry about others? Take care of yourself first!"

Wang Ziyi poked my head and stood up to leave. At this time, Zhao Yong opened the door and walked in.

"Xiaomei, I bought lunch and came back. Let's eat together."

My face suddenly darkened: "What else are you doing here?"

My mother seemed to be a different person now. She stood next to Zhao Yong and said to me: "Nono, your father has been here these days to take care of you."

"Didn't I say it? Let him go!"

I reached out and pulled the pillow behind my back and hit Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong's words echoed in my mind, who did you kill and why...

When I think of his indifferent tone towards me that day, my heart aches. He is my biological father, how could he be so selfish and bother us again and again just for himself.

"Don't move, Nono, don't move, be careful of the needle on the back of your hand."

Wang Ziyi grabbed my hand and patted my back gently. Two emotions, anger and sadness, mixed in my heart. They were tumbling in my chest, igniting the air around me.

I didn't speak, I just stared at Zhao Yong with sharp eyes, which seemed to be shooting out sparks! I felt as if tears were flowing out of my eyes.

The accumulated emotions during this period erupted like a volcano. I sat on the bed without saying a word, and the ward was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Nono, Mom knows you are angry, but no matter what you say, he is still your dad."

I wiped away my tears: "Mom, why did you start protecting him?"

"Mom just doesn't want you to be stuck in those bad emotions and unable to get out."

"What bad emotion? Hatred? Or sadness?"

The more I talked, the more excited I became. I reached out and pulled out the IV tube on the back of my hand, and walked out of bed. My mother panicked and walked over to me. Someone rang the bedside pager.

Zhao Yong was pushed aside by the medical staff while carrying takeaway food. My mother and Wang Ziyi grabbed my arms and sat on the bed again.

A little nurse quickly helped me connect the infusion tube, and there was another needle hole on the back of my hand.

I curled up in a ball and lay on the bed, as if a big stone was pressing on my chest. I couldn't breathe, and my suppressed cries sounded intermittently.

"You all go out, I want to stay by myself..."

This summer, there are gentle winds and romantic dusk, noisy midnight streets, and people laughing and yelling, but all of them are colorless.

One month after I was discharged from the hospital, I returned to the hospital again, this time to the psychology department.

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, your daughter's mental condition is not very good. I suggest you spend more time with her."

I stood at the door and looked at the people inside through the glass. My mother took the list from the doctor's hand, and the thin paper in her hand was still shaking.
Chapter completed!