Chapter 714: I Don't Want to Live Anymore

Han Che never came back again.

Late on, a caregiver arrived.

The nurse adjusted the IV drip and reminded the caregiver to keep an eye on the time, and to call her when it was almost done so she could come and change the dressing.

The caregiver acknowledged the instructions, and after the nurse left, she fetched a basin of water and asked Zhou Zining if she wanted to freshen up.

Zhou Zining ignored her, her expression numb, as if her mind were elsewhere, utterly deaf to anyone else’s words.

After asking twice with no response, the caregiver perfunctorily wiped Zhou Zining’s hands and then carried the basin back to the toilet to empty it.

She then sat down on the sofa and played with her cellphone.

The volume was very low, constantly switching among short videos, but eventually, Zhou Zining heard it.

Her eyes slowly shifted to the corner as she commanded, “Give me your phone.”

The caregiver immediately hugged her phone, “Don’t you have your own?”

Zhou Zining, not wanting to waste words, took off a pair of pearl earrings, “Bought for three million, I’ll trade them with you.”

The hesitant caregiver walked over.

She didn’t know much about jewelry, but a person who could afford a hospital room costing thousands per night must be wealthy or noble.

Moreover, her phone was only a second-hand purchase of two thousand, so she figured she couldn’t lose out.

“Alright, I’ll trade with you.”

The caregiver handed over her phone and went to take the earrings, but whether Zhou Zining did it on purpose or not, she flipped her palm, and the earrings dropped to the floor.

Fortunately, there was a carpet, and upon picking them up, no cracks from a fall were visible.

“Do you have any other instructions?”

Zhou Zining snapped, “Get out.”

The caregiver pouted, looked down on Zhou Zining with contempt, closed the door behind her, and hurried to find a friend who worked in a jewelry store to authenticate them, in case she’d been tricked and needed to come back for her phone.

In the room, Zhou Zining dialed one digit after another, calling a number she knew by heart.

The phone rang almost to the point of disconnecting before it was answered.

She was just about to speak when she heard a woman’s voice.

“Master Bo, your phone.”

Faint voices came through from the other side, Bo Shuxian’s voice getting closer as if he was discussing how to use colors for restoration, until he finally picked up the phone.

“Hello, who is this?”

Listening to the man’s calm and composed voice, tears suddenly welled up in Zhou Zining’s eyes.

“It’s me, I’m at the hospital.”

Bo Shuxian paused, “What happened?”

“I’m at the hospital, alone, I’m very scared…”

Bo Shuxian seemed to exhale deeply.

When he spoke again, the background noise had quieted significantly, likely because he had moved elsewhere, “Which hospital, I’m coming.”

Zhou Zining sent him the address, and once the call was ended, she raised her hand to wipe her tears, her face showing no sign of fear.

The crescent-shaped light overhead cast a warm, orange light, its shadow covering half of her face, rendering it partially bright and partially obscure, not entirely clear.

There was a fierce hatred in her eyes.

Soon, Bo Shuxian arrived at the ward.

Upon seeing her, he did not speak for a moment.

“Bo Yanching did this, he hates me, he found seven men… to abuse me for two whole hours.

Even when I fainted, they woke me up to torment me… Shuxian, why is he so cruel, what did I actually do wrong?”

Zhou Zining gripped the hem of Bo Shuxian’s clothes, tightening her grip in her palm, her tears flowing like rain.

In just a few words, her chokes interrupted her multiple times.

“I really don’t want to live anymore…”

Bo Shuxian went from initial shock to being heartbroken, and eventually calmed down gradually.

He lowered his head, never looking down on her from high above indifferently; as before, whenever she was in his line of sight, his eyes had only her.