Gan Tian sat huddled on the ground and cried, crying desperately, crying endlessly, her body constantly shaking.
Ganlu felt like three black lines had been drawn on her forehead.
Li Ziting, you are so wrong.
Gantian is not here to be a maid, she is here to be an ancestor.
When I took the engagement photos by myself, she couldn't stop crying. It was so unlucky.
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Before the engagement photos were taken, Ganlu and two maids took Gantian to the hospital for treatment.
Li Ziting arrived shortly afterwards. When he arrived, Gan Tian had just had his hand bandaged and was transferred to the psychiatric department...
"How about it?"
Li Ziting walked to her side slowly and asked calmly, not paying much attention.
"She was transferred to the psychiatry department. She kept crying, made a fuss during the bandage, and even tied the doctor's head with gauze." Ganlu turned to look at him, a little confused, "Li Ziting, are you driving her crazy?
Did I drive her crazy?!"
Why not just let her drink a cup of coffee?
Why not just let her have her breasts tied? In the end, she was not allowed to continue to have her breasts tied...
As for being so unable to bear the blow and going crazy?!
"Psychiatry?"
Hearing this, Li Ziting raised his eyebrows, and a hint of darkness flashed across his eyes...
"yes."
Gan Tian feels that her life is closely related to mental illness.
My brother is, Li Ziting is, and now... even my love rival is crazy!
His sister's.
It’s so fantasy that she’s not crazy!
"Why is it dirty?" Li Ziting's dark eyes focused on the dress she had not had time to change out of. It was still stained with large blood stains. He frowned deeply, then took off his windbreaker and put it on her.
"Gan Tian, suddenly she went crazy and broke the mirror, and wanted to stab me with the fragments, but she couldn't hit me." Gan Lu said nonchalantly, "I'm not injured, I'm just dirty."
Gan Tian was more hurtful, and she sat down on the debris on the ground, wondering if her butt was blossomed or not.
Li Ziting's eyes deepened, he bent down slightly, and patiently buttoned the buttons for her one by one.
Ganlu looked down at him. From this angle, she could see Li Ziting's long eyelashes...
"Go buy some clothes." Li Ziting tore off a piece of medical history paper from the doctor's office, wrote down a few numbers and handed it to the maid, saying indifferently, "This is Miss Gan's size."
"Yes, Master Li."
The maid left quickly.
Li Ziting's windbreaker was originally long, but when worn on Ganlu, it looked like it was exaggeratedly long when he was singing in a drama.
Ganlu waved her sleeves, leaned forward, and leaned her head heavily on Li Ziting's chest, "Li Ziting, do you think I drove her crazy?"
"impossible."
Li Ziting held her waist and stared at the empty door with his dark eyes.
Gantian hasn't finished the examination yet.
"In the final analysis, Gan Tian is just a spoiled young lady. She has never experienced hardship, setbacks, or humiliation. It is normal."
Gan Lu was a little irritated. She put her forehead against Li Ziting's chest, her hands came out of her long sleeves, and she poked his solid chest with her index finger. She said with a guilty conscience, "You don't know, I...I...
She must have had her breasts tied, so she must not be able to bear the blow, so..."
Just crazy.
"That's it?" Hearing this, Li Ziting asked calmly.
"That's it?!" Ganlu raised her head, looked at the calmness on Li Ziting's face in surprise, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "It's a corset, it hurts, I even feel like I'm being vicious..."