After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

He just heard him sigh: "Besides, you can't change anything even if you know it. Over the past year, Mr. Mu's health has been getting worse and worse, and he can't hold on much longer!"

Doubts appeared in Wen Zhi's eyes: "What do you mean you can't hold on for long? What do you mean?"

Zhan Feng opened his lips and was about to speak——

Gu Rang suddenly interrupted Zhan Feng's next words: "Mr. Mu is heartbroken after my wife passed away. He has no intention of living forever."

Zhan Feng glanced at Gu Rang with complicated eyes.

What he was about to say was the truth, but Gu Rang stopped him.

Forget it, no matter what Gu Rang said, if the eldest lady knew that Mr. Mu was sick, she would probably blame herself even more and suffer.

However, the assumptions always backfire.

Wen Zhi noticed it.

She realized that Gu Rang deliberately interrupted Zhan Feng, and she realized that Gu Rang had lied to her!

"That's not the case, right?" She asked Gu Rang calmly, with the last trace of trust in him still in her eyes.

Seeing Wen Zhi's eyes like this, Gu Rang felt like something was stuck in his throat for a moment. Just when he was about to continue lying, Wen Zhi said loudly: "You still want to lie to me, you actually want to lie to me..."

Seeing the disappointment in Wen Zhi's eyes, Gu Rang was flustered and knew that he could no longer lie, so he told the truth.

Mu Yanzhou's illness itself is related to heart disease. He suffers from dissociative conversion disorder. His body functions are constantly being worn down and depleted due to this disease. Three months ago, his physical examination results were so bad that he needed to be admitted to the hospital. And his dissociative conversion disorder, which had never been treated, became increasingly severe.

He looks like a normal person in front of outsiders, but when he is alone, he looks like a useless person who is worse than dead.

"When Mr. Mu is in front of you, he always hides his illness very well and doesn't let you see any clues. At first, no one else noticed it. Until the past few months, he became thinner and thinner. It was terrible. His body could no longer maintain its original posture, and while he was recuperating elsewhere, he had to use a wheelchair..."

Wen Zhi's mind recalled that the last few times she saw her father, she always saw him looking pale. At that time, she hated him and never thought of caring about his body.

Little did he know that his health was already in such bad shape.

After Wen Zhi quietly listened to what Gu Rang said, he was silent for a long time.

Wen Zhi no longer remembers when Gu Rang and Zhan Feng left.

She didn't know when the wound on her hand was treated.

She sat alone on the sofa holding the wooden box and was in a daze for a long time.

It was so quiet in her ears, there was no sound, and no one came to disturb her. Until it got dark, she still maintained her sitting position, holding the wooden box motionless.

A 'click' sound.

The lights in the ward came on.

Someone slowly approached Wen Zhi with a steady pace, step by step, until he stopped next to Wen Zhi.

His broad palms fell on her shoulders, and then he turned her over little by little and hugged her again.

Wen Zhi didn't look carefully to see who was holding her, but she smelled the familiar scent of fir trees on the tip of her nose. At this moment, her bloodshot eyes slowly focused.

"Shang...He...Xing..." She read out his name word by word.

"it's me."

After answering, Shang Hexing let go of her, his eyes fell on the urn in her arms, and he said guiltily: "I'm late."

When he learned that Wen Zhi suddenly went to Linshi, he had already guessed the reason, so he rushed to Linshi as soon as possible, but he only came now because he knew it too late.

Wen Zhi looked at him calmly.

The two looked at each other. Shang Hexing said a lot of things, but Wen Zhi didn't even listen carefully to what he said.

She looked at his face, and at a certain moment she suddenly interrupted him while he was speaking and asked, "You know that too, right?"

Following her words, she asked. Wen Zhi felt unusually quiet.

She suddenly hugged the wooden box in her arms tightly, and the emotions that had been calm for the entire afternoon surged again.

Tears shone in those scarlet almond eyes, and she asked again: "That day, my father and Zhong Wanying died together in Wufeng Mountain. You also know that, right?"

Facing Wen Zhi's questions, Shang Hexing realized for the first time what it meant to lose his language system.

A question that can be answered in one or two words.

But he couldn't speak for a long time.

Wen Zhi had already gotten the answer he wanted from Shang Hexing's expression. She closed her eyes in pain, turned sideways and no longer faced him: "Get out."

Faced with Wen Zhi's sudden indifferent attitude, Shang Hexing's heart sank. He tried to explain something, but Wen Zhi didn't want to say a word now and shouted coldly: "Get out!"

"Wen Zhi, I didn't know how to tell you at that time..."

Wen Zhi lost control of his emotions: "I told you to get out! I don't want to see you! I don't want to see you for a moment!"

Shang Hexing did not get up and leave despite Wen Zhi's beatings and scoldings.

He thought this could calm Wen Zhi down, but he was wrong. Wen Zhi suddenly stood up holding the wooden box. Before Shang Hexing could react, she had already walked to the window.

Shang Hexing realized something was wrong and stood up to stop her, but then Wen Zhi said loudly, "If you come here, I'll jump down."

Shang Hexing was stunned.

The window sill behind Wen Zhi was very high, and the sliding window was only half open. She couldn't climb over it with her bare hands, but in order to threaten him, she still chose to do so.

Of course, he could easily pull her back without being threatened by her, but he didn't do that. After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay, I'll go out."

He backed away slowly, and turned around to go out under Wen Zhi's unfamiliar and defensive gaze.

Gu Rang and Zhan Feng were always outside the door, listening to what was going on in the ward at any time.

Seeing that Shang Hexing had just entered and then came out, Gu Rang guessed the reason: "She hates all of us now."

Shang Hexing's eyes were slightly cold, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who told her?"

Gu Rang looked at his nose and lowered his head slightly: "Mr. Nian Xun."

"Nian Xun..." Shang Hexing murmured this name, and it was this person again.

For the next two days, Wen Zhi still held the urn without leaving her body. Not only that, she also refused to eat, drink or sleep. Now her body is overstretched and her overall condition is extremely bad.

As a last resort, the doctor gave her a nutritional injection and a small amount of sleeping pills to force her to sleep, otherwise something would happen if she continued like this.

But the situation has not improved and it is a very thorny problem.

Everyone's attempts to calm down are ineffective.

Every day she held the urn and sat quietly in a corner, paying no attention to anyone or looking at it.

She rejects anyone's approach, including Shang Hexing. Once someone approaches, her body becomes tense, stiff, and resists, until she loses control of her emotions and trembles all over.

Every time the doctor came to check on Wen Zhi's condition, he would frown for a moment and then shake his head helplessly.

Outside the door, Gu Rang asked angrily: "Then how can she get better?"

After careful consideration, the doctor suggested: "Try an electroconvulsive session first."

Gu Rang didn't understand this, so he frowned and asked, "Can it be cured by electroconvulsion?"

"No." The doctor said very seriously: "Electroshock mainly causes patients to temporarily lose consciousness to achieve the purpose of treating the disease, and it has serious side effects."