Mu Qiaozhi was very angry: "I didn't want her to stay by my side like this..."

"Then what do you want?"

"I think she's healthy and safe! What if she's not dead or alive now?"

The psychiatrist smiled wryly: "Qiao Zhijun, your request is too high, even the god Da Luo can't do it. Forget it, you give her these medicines first, and she will get better as soon as possible."

Qiao Zhi took the medicine and looked at it.

The psychiatrist added: "You have to be prepared, there is a lot of movement in the Qu family now. They have mobilized many relationships and exerted pressure on us through the highest level. Even the president has personally intervened in this matter, asking us to hand over Fang Likun as soon as possible. ..."

"What about this?"

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will really be unable to withstand the pressure and cause trouble."

Qiao Zhi was indifferent, if he was really afraid of causing trouble, he would not treat Li Kun like that.He already felt disgusted in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just nodded: "Anyway, no matter what I do, I have no objection, but her safety must be guaranteed."

The psychiatrist took a few steps: "Qiao Zhijun, is this woman really that important to you?"

He was startled.

"You really want her?"

"I just don't want any surprises for her."

The psychiatrist smiled, turned and left.

Mu Qiao's heart trembled, he was afraid that they had some other means secretly, so he closed the door nervously.

That night, Li Kun never woke up again. She lay on the bed as if she had died. She no longer had any vitality and no hope for the future.

Mu Qiaozhi guarded her every step of the way, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.It was a thousand plans, ten thousand plans, and finally, she was completely lying next to her, but she was not as happy as she imagined, and she had no sense of accomplishment at all.

He just stretched out his hand in a daze to brush away the scattered hair on her forehead, only to see bloodstains on her lips, which was shocking, it can be seen that the scars received this time are really not trivial.

When he held her hand, she leaned against him tightly on one side, and suddenly twitched violently, as if a desperate person caught a piece of driftwood.

"Likun...Likun..."

She clung to him tightly, in a daze, just like back then, when she was in a desperate situation and had nowhere to go, she was afraid, afraid of anyone approaching her...

Years later, she was not afraid of anything, and he was proud of it, considering it one of his greatest achievements in life.Unexpectedly, today, she became what she was before -- and it was all because I made her like this.

He hugged her tightly, heartbroken.

All the joy he gained disappeared, leaving only boundless regret and pain.

Likun, Likun, if I can get you in this way, what's the use of having you?

He didn't know why, after the illness, his mood was completely different from before the illness.

The madness, despair, and irrationality before the illness... seemed to be suddenly frozen.It's just very anxious and confused, as if thinking, why did the two of us appear here?

At the same time, the psychiatrist is carefully observing every move in the room through the internal system.

After a while, the assistant came over and said in a low voice, "Qiao Zhijun seems to be a little different from before... Could it be that he has already noticed our purpose? Or, the medicinal effect on him has completely disappeared?..."

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