Hearing her words, Li Ziting turned his head slightly and looked at Ganlu through his sunglasses

"Let go."

Ganlu said cautiously, and her eyes fell on Li Ziting's hand, which firmly clasped gantian's throat. "She won't suffer better than death now."

"Pain... Help, help..."

Gan Tian falls down on the bed and pats Li Ziting's hand desperately, begging for help in agony.

Li Ziting clasps Gan Tian's hand and loosens it slightly, but he doesn't let go of her. Gan Tian coughs several times and tears fall from the corner of his eyes

Ganlu stood by and nervously looked at Li Ziting.

The next second, Li Ziting pinched her neck in one hand, took down his sunglasses in the other, and looked coldly at Gan Tian with his black eyes.

The quiet sunshine fell on the ward.

Gan Tian, who had been shouting, was quiet. He stopped and looked at Li Ziting's eyes.

Ganlu didn't have time to stop him. Li Ziting took off his white mask and showed his face thoroughly

"Ah --"

Gan Tian screamed bitterly, his eyes staring at Li Ziting in horror, "ah - ah --"

Nothing else, sweet just screamed in fear.

The sound was sharp as if it was going to pierce one's eardrum.

Gan Tian was scared to cry and screamed desperately. Her hands beat Li Ziting's arm harder.

Li Ziting stood there indifferently, still clasping her neck with one hand, pressing her on the bed, controlling her strength so as not to suffocate her to death.

Listening to the sweet and scared scream, Li Ziting's eyes were almost cruel.

This kind of ghost call will not be heard less in the mental hospital, so there are no doctors coming, only a few patients outside to explore.

Ganlu came forward and cautiously touched his arm, "OK, liziting, enough..."

She can imagine that sweet's condition will definitely aggravate.

Li Ziting deliberately let her see his true face

He just wanted to make sweet scared and scared.

Li Ziting pursed his lips tightly. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand, turned and walked to the window. He took the stack of paper with vicious words and tore it fiercely

“……”

Gan Tian was so scared that she trembled all over and didn't dare to look at Li Ziting.

Li Ziting smashed the pieces of paper on Gan Tian's head. The paper spread like snowflakes

"Ah --"

Gan Tian was so scared that she hugged her head and screamed. Her face was blurred with tears, and her sick clothes were twisted.

"Sweet, that's it! Don't write these things, otherwise I don't care whether you have mental problems or not, I will make you pay the price! "

Li Ziting growled word by word, and walked out on the ground of shredded paper.

When the toe of the shoe stepped on a "dead" word, Li Ziting held his breath. His face was cold to the extreme, and his hand hung on his side tightly.

Ganlu looks at his back and looks at gantian who is so scared that she falls down on the bed and cries. She wants to catch up with liziting.

On the way, Ganlu finds a little nurse to take care of gantian.

Catching up with Li Ziting, Ganlu grabs his arm. "Well, don't be angry. She doesn't know what to do now. She doesn't have to be serious with her."

"Maybe she's still playing the fool!" Li Ziting said darkly.

In those days, if sweet was not crazy, how could she avoid legal sanctions.

Those ugly words... Let him have the desire to kill sweet at all costs.