t assured knowing the red flag at home wouldn't fall and there would be colorful flags fluttering outside.Jiang Mingzhu greeted her grandfather in her heart, but her expression was exceptionally devou..."Have you called 120"

"It's been hit, the security guard has already checked it out, it's the women's restroom!"

The company suffered an unexpected disaster, as the person in charge, Jan Chien-ching, naturally could not stand idly by.

The security guard and the company's medical personnel had gone to the restroom together to meet her, Jian Yanqing waited at the door. When he saw Ginger Mingzhu on the stretcher, his originally tense face became even more serious.

"Ginger Mingzhu!" Zhan Yanqing looked at the blood on Ginger Mingzhu's face and emotionally questioned the company's medical staff, "Where is she hurt"

Medical: "Oxygen deficiency coma, hit his head."

Chan Yan-ching: "Where is the ambulance!"

When Zhou Li heard the name Jiang Mingzhu, he immediately got up and walked out.

When Zhou Li saw Ginger Mingzhu on the stretcher, his face darkened.

Before he could say anything, medical staff rushed out of the hospital. Chen Yen-Ching followed them without hesitation, Zhou Li right behind him.

The ambulance could only take one person, but before Chen Yen-qing got in, she realized Zhou Li had followed her.

"I'll take her there, you don't have to worry about it." Zhan Yanqing said.

"Zhouli: 'She's my employee, I'm responsible if something happens.'"

"Then you drive over here later, don't waste time talking."

Zhou Li watched the ambulance drive away, turned and walked toward the parking lot. He got in his car and sped off.

At the hospital, Ginger Mingzhu was rushed to the emergency room. James Yen Chin anxiously waited outside.

When Zhou Li arrived, he saw Zhan Yanqing pacing anxiously in the emergency corridor, his eyes red and swollen with worry etched all over his face for Jiang Mingzhu.

I'm not exaggerating, the last time someone made Jian Dan Yun so upset that he ended up in the hospital, it wasn't this bad.

Jiang Mingzhu has already broken up with him, and she can still make him so worried.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't stay in the ICU for too long. As soon as she came out, Zhan Yanqing rushed up and asked, "How is she"

"High fever, probably hit something when you fainted, it's just a skin injury, nothing serious." The doctor said, "It's just that the fever is quite high, I recommend hospitalization for IV fluids."

Jan Yanqing let out a sigh of relief and immediately processed Ginger Mingzhu's hospitalization, arranging her into a single room.

In the hospital ward, a nurse was giving Ginger Mingzhu an intravenous drip, rolling up the patient's sleeve.

Zhou Li stood by the bedside, bowing his head to look. He immediately saw the bruises on Jiang Mingzhu's arm, with broken skin, identical to the marks she had on her thigh before.

Jan Yichen had just finished dealing with Jiang Mingzhu's hospitalization when he received a call from his assistant. There was a very important meeting waiting for him at the company this afternoon.

Zhou Li probably heard the content of the phone call, "She's fine. I have Liang Cung come over to keep watch, you go back to work."

Jian Yanqing watched Zhou Li finish his phone call to Liang Cong before hurriedly leaving.

The door to the ward closed, Zhou Li watched Jian Yanqing leave for a while, then turned his gaze to Jiang Mingzhu on the hospital bed.

She had a bandage wrapped around her head, covering the area above her eye where she'd been injured. Her makeup, which had been wiped away when they cleaned the blood from her face, left her with a bare face.

That face was as pale as death, with chapped lips that were cracked and dry. It was a far cry from its usual rosy and supple complexion.

She just went to the restroom, how did she manage to get herself into this state

Those pale lips suddenly moved, struggling to say something.

The voice was too low for Zhou Li to hear, so he leaned in close.

"Do not..."

"Don't leave."

Ginger Mingzhu reached for him with the hand holding the syringe, but Zhou Li reacted quickly, pressing her down. "Don't move," he said.

"Don't go," she whispered, repeating the same words over and over again.

Her hands were ice cold, but her body was burning up, her neck even reddened.

"Don't go." Her voice was growing weaker.

Zhou Li bowed his head and looked at the wound on her forearm, lost in thought. "I won't leave," he said. "Just lie still."

Ginger Mingzhu seemed to understand, and she actually didn't say anything about her dream anymore.

——

When Jiang Mingzhu woke up, her head felt heavy and she was covered in cold sweat.

She opened her eyes and smelled a strong antiseptic. She instinctively reached up to sit up in bed.

As soon as I shifted my body, my shoulder was pushed back by a powerful force.

On closer look, the person in front of me was Zhou Li.

Jiang Mingzhu: "How did I end up in the hospital"

"This problem should be me asking you, going to the restroom and getting yourself to the hospital You're pretty capable."

Ginger Mingzhu suddenly remembered that she had been so agitated in the bathroom just now, and she felt suffocated.

The past two years, when she was not recovering, she often fainted due to extreme emotional swings. But this situation has not happened for over a year now.

Jiang Mingzhu glanced at the needle in her hand, "Why am I getting an IV"

Zhou Li: "High fever."

Jiang Mingzhu: "..."

No wonder she feels dizzy and has a headache now, even sweating all over. These symptoms are similar to before.

"How did you get the injury on your arm"

Jiang Mingzhu, seeing those marks, instinctively wanted to cover them with her other hand. Zhou Li directly clamped down on her.

“How did you do that”

Ginger Mingzhu was not feeling well and did not have the energy to argue with Zhou Li.

She lowered her head and remained silent, her long eyelashes drooping down and casting a shadow under her eyes.

She now appears broken, radiating sadness throughout her being.

Zhouli: “You did this to yourself.”

Ginger Mingzhu's lips pursed into a line.

"Last time it was the thigh, this time it's the arm. Have you gotten addicted to pinching yourself"

Given the way she moaned softly on the bed, she must be someone who's very afraid of pain. Unless she was completely out of control, it would be impossible for her to treat herself so harshly.

Ginger Mingzhu remained silent for a long time, finally lifting her head.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless, her lips twitching slightly as she spoke with self-deprecating amusement, "Didn't you already guess"

"Depression"

He didn't know much about mental illnesses, but he did know that many patients with depression could be very outgoing. Jiang Mingzhu's behavior fit this description.

"No." Jiang Mingzhu licked her dry lips. "Bipolar disorder."

Zhou Li: …

Jiang Mingzhu retracted her hand and sniffed, "Go away, leave me alone."

"Why did you suddenly become agitated just now"

Onset always has a cause.

Ginger's eyes immediately turned red. "What do you think"

This rhetorical question sounded a bit accusing, Zhou Li furrowed his brows, he couldn't remember doing anything to provoke her.

"Is she really that important to you" Jiang Mingzhu choked back tears, but couldn't help but sob.

Zhou Li suddenly reacted and said it was Zhan Yu Bai.

Was it because you heard what he said to Chien-ching

Zhou Li didn't answer her, but his gaze gradually became imbued with a hint of depth.

Jiang Mingzhu's tears rolled down her cheeks, "I kept telling myself that as long as I could be by your side, it would be enough, but hearing you care so much about her... I'm really heartbroken."

She clasped his fingers in one hand, tears welling up as she pleaded, “Can you just give me a little bit of the kindness you show her Just a little bit would be enough.”On the return flight, Ginger Zhu sat alone in a row and slept soundly. Later, a flight attendant woke her up to announce that the plane was about to land.After getting off the plane, Jiang Mingzhu and...