Fu Lingzhi is Fu Lingzhi. Although he is violent, given his unpredictable personality, he can endure it when he should.
During this whole journey, he was driving with one hand and holding Otoya with the other. Even though the heating in the car was full, she was still shaking, and her legs and shoulders were shaking at the same frequency.
Fu Lingzhi knew that she was not shaking because of the cold. Sometimes, her soul suffered a huge impact, and it felt like her heart was about to be torn apart. That kind of pain tortured her whole body, and she would tremble because of the pain.
"Ami, if you want to change hospital, I'll just tell you. There's no need to torture yourself like this, I don't want to see you feel uncomfortable."
His voice was a little deep, which immediately woke her up.
It took Otoya a while to come back to his senses, and he raised his mouth sadly, his voice was very bitter, and he didn't know whether he was saying to him or emphasizing to himself, "I will get better. You believe me."
Fu Lingzhi held her hand tightly, "Don't push yourself too hard."
She responded and looked out the window. In the dark night, the biting cold wind rushed into her heart along the glass, sharpening it into a sharp knife and cutting her heart open.
The two of them returned to the villa. Liu's mother had already prepared dinner. Otomi's appetite was still not very good. Even though Liu's mother was a superb cook and brought out the Shiquan Dabu soup, Otomi just pursed her lips and tasted it.
She went upstairs. She took off her clothes and went to the bathroom. Fu Lingzhi had dinner and drank tea downstairs. His military uniform was taken off in a mess and the shirt underneath was also wrinkled. Liu Ma packed up the kitchen and came out to pick up his clothes.
"Master, why haven't you come down yet? You've been taking a shower for more than half an hour. Go and have a look."
Only then did Fu Lingzhi remember that she had gone to the bathroom. He quickly got up and went upstairs. Her black coat and scarf were laid out on the chaise longue in the master bedroom. The quilt was spread out untouched, and the light in the bathroom behind was turned on.
He stood outside the bathroom door for a while, with his thoughts wandering. Soon he realized something was wrong. There was no sound of water coming from inside, and there was no response when he knocked on the door, so he quickly opened the door.
The shower head was not turned on, and the bathtub was filled with water. Some of it overflowed and fell to the floor, soaking his trousers.
"Ami? Ami?" There was no response even after shouting twice. He panicked and hurriedly squatted down against the bathtub. He dipped his hands into the already cold water. Her wet hair came out, and then her whole body was naked.
Shivering body.
"Ami, the water is cold!" He frowned, turned on the switch, and the water level dropped.
Yinmi opened his eyes in a haze, and looked at him with a desolate expression for a long time. The swollen skin soaked in cold water was pulled open, and an ugly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I want to soak for a while."
Fu Lingzhi's eyes were sharp and he could see through everything with just one glance. He picked up her small body and curled it up in his arms. He pulled her wet hair away and said, "What are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought."
Otoya shook his head and hugged his neck, "I really just want to soak in it for a while to feel comfortable."
Fu Lingzhi was not a fool. Taking a dip in cold water in the middle of winter was definitely not something a normal person would be willing to do. He said thoughtfully, "Get dressed quickly. I'll ask Mother Liu to make you a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold."
When he was about to put her down, Otoya didn't let go. Her arms as smooth as water wrapped tightly around his neck, her upper body went up, and her cold lips were already pressed against the corners of his hot mouth.
"Huh..." She had silky eyes, half-squinting her almond-shaped eyes, and murmuring in confusion, "It's so hot..."
Fu Lingzhi hid for a while, but finally closed his eyes and surrendered. He immediately changed from passive to active, attacking the city and going straight to the depths of her inner being.
The two of them broke out in a sweat, and finally both collapsed on the bed. Fu Lingzhi was still in her body. When she moved, he immediately became hard again, but considering her body, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.
Otoya pressed against his chest, gasping for air, covered in sweat, and gradually fell into a deep sleep due to great exhaustion.
Fu Lingzhi's eyes were as deep as the sea, and his eyes were like torches. He stared at her beautiful face that was haggard and tight even though the passion had not subsided. He was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next day, Fu Lingzhi took advantage of her nap and went out alone.
When he walked to the Central Hospital, he walked steadily and did not stop for a moment.
Even though he has been in the army for many years, and once went to Sudan as a peacekeeper, he saw the cruel scenes of war. Now, when he walks past the place where he cut himself with a knife, he still involuntarily slows down. Now the floor is smooth and clean.
There were blood stains, but he still felt that there were thin needles pricking him on the soles of his feet. The feeling was very strange. No matter where he went in this hospital, he seemed to be able to feel Chen Mudong's twisted aura.
No wonder she was so scared. Even he had knots in his heart.
Fu Lingzhi walked to the psychological consultation room. The door was open. He touched it and heard a voice from inside, "Please come in."
He walked in without saying a word and sat in the leather chair next to the oval table. "Hello, are you the psychological counselor responsible for the treatment of doctors?"
The person behind the desk came out. He was tall and had a mellow face. Especially the smile on his face made people feel warm. "Hello, I am Xiao Lichuan. To be precise, I am responsible for psychological trauma.
Aspects."
Fu Lingzhi got straight to the point, "My wife, Dr. Yin Miyin, I want to talk to you about her."
Xiao Lichuan sat down with a pen and paper, his eyes were calm and careful behind his gold-rimmed glasses. He took a close look at the epaulettes on Fu Lingzhi's military uniform, his expression unchanged, "Okay. Please tell me."
"I want to know what my wife said when she came to your place yesterday?"
"All patient diagnosis and treatment processes are confidential, so..."
"I am her husband."
"That's the same." Xiao Lichuan replied gently, neither humble nor overbearing, which made Fu Lingzhi a little impatient. He hated such perfunctory management methods.
"But something was wrong with her last night, or she hasn't been right since the shooting."
"After a major accident, there will definitely be some minor or severe psychological trauma. May I ask, in what ways is something wrong with her?"
"She..." Fu Lingzhi touched his chin, considered his words, and finally his eyes brightened, "She seems to have suicidal tendencies. She took a bath last night and didn't come out for a long time, so I went in and took a look. She soaked her whole body in the water.
, buried her whole head in it, I don’t know how long it has been like this, but the water was already completely cold when I went in. It’s strange, isn’t it? She used to be very afraid of the cold, but now, I’m really worried.”