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"Tang Zhen, are you crazy?"

Song Qiting entered the ward and coincidentally saw Tang Zhen grabbing onto Yu Yifei's neck fiercely. Yu Yifei had already closed her eyes and was about to die in the next second.

Don't mention how angry Song Qiting was, he already knew that he couldn't hand Yi Fei over to Tang Zhen, and as expected. He pulled Tang Zhen away and mercilessly threw him onto the wall.

Tang Zhen's forehead instantly became covered with blood. Her heart had already been wounded, and she no longer had the strength to resist, as if she was a body that had lost her soul, falling into a corner and allowing the blood to flow from her forehead down her face, then splash onto her clothes.

"Yi Fei, Yi Fei."

Song Qiting nervously carried Yu Yifei in his arms, and gently slapped Yu Yifei's cheeks. His face went from black to white, and afterwards, it was almost completely pale white.

"Doctor, get the hell over here in a minute."

Song Qiting roared at the beeper in front of the sickbed. Looking at his nervous appearance, Tang Zhen's gaze was filled with ridicule and mockery, her vision became more and more blurry, but how could she ask Song Qiting for a sliver of care? It was probably his greatest gift that he did not kill her right now.

Tang Zhen struggled to stand up using the wall. Due to her severe injuries, she almost fell to the ground again. Fortunately, there was a wall behind her that was strong enough to support her weak body.

Seeing that she was "safe and sound" while getting up, Song Qiting, who was standing at the side, got even angrier.

"Tang Zhen, if anything happens to Yi Fei, I will definitely let you personally collect Gu Yun's corpse."

Song Qiting glared at Tang Zhen, every word full of threat.

Tang Zhen could not help but sneer. Other than using Gu Yun to threaten him, what else would he do?

She slowly turned her head and glanced at Yu Yifei, who was in his embrace. Her strength was great, but it was not enough to choke her to death, yet it was impossible for Song Qiting to believe her words.

"Song Qiting, aside from hating me, have you felt anything else all these years?"

Although her voice was not loud, it was filled with powerlessness. She clearly already knew the answer, but she still did not give up.

One could imagine that her extravagant request could not be satisfied.

Song Qiting stared angrily at Tang Zhen, her pitch black eyes filled with killing intent: "Tang Zhen, I only have hatred for you, even if you die, I won't pity you at all."

"I know."

Tang Zhen revealed a relaxed smile that she had never seen in so many years. As if she had obtained freedom, she walked out of the sickroom with light and difficult steps.

To Song Qiting, looking at her for even a second would make him feel disgusted, and he might even kill her. However, the moment Tang Zhen walked to the door of the sickroom, he unexpectedly looked up.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he coincidentally saw Tang Zhen's tiny and despairing figure. By the time he wanted to see it again, Tang Zhen had already disappeared from his original spot.

"Qi …" "Okay."

Yu Yifei called out to Song Qiting in a weak voice. She slowly opened her eyes and gently pressed herself against Song Qiting's chest.

"Yi Fei, how are you?" Song Qiting asked with concern as he wrapped her tightly in his embrace with his big arms.

Qi Ting, I'm so scared. I thought I was going to die somehow. I thought I'd never see you again. Wuu …

Yu Yifei sobbed softly, the tears and tears in his eyes were painful to the core of his heart.

"Don't be afraid. With me here, I will never let anyone hurt you again." Song Qiting consoled Yu Yifei, her gentle voice almost dripping water. He subconsciously glanced at the door and suddenly felt his heart tighten for some reason.

"I never thought that Tang Zhen would actually want me to die so much. We are clearly such good friends, and I was even willing to give up on you for her sake. "Qi Ting, promise me you'll never leave me ever again. I definitely won't give up on you for anyone."

Yu Yifei begged as the tears in her eyes continued to fall. She raised her head and kissed the side of Song Qiting's lips.

She had heard all that Song Qiting had said to her just now. After this experience, Tang Zhen was afraid that she would never be able to turn her body around, and she wanted to make sure that Tang Zhen would never be able to recover.

"Alright." Song Qiting replied softly. Yu Yifei had always been his true love, even when he dreamed of being with her. But now, for some reason, the image of Tang Zhen unconsciously flashed past his mind.