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In the bar, Qian Ye shook his wine cup, looked at her, and said softly, "So that's why you made an appointment with Chen Hong? Do you trust that woman? I always thought that woman was insane. "

"What psychiatrist? I think she's the one who's going to see a psychiatrist."

Hearing Qian Ye's words, Jiang Ruoqing's heart also no longer felt at ease, but she had been by Lin Wenhao's side for the past year, so she more or less knew something, right? She also wanted to know about his illness.

"If you want to help Lin Wenhao, you can only start from Chen Hong."

Qian Ye glared at her with utter contempt, her tone carrying a hidden bitterness. "If Lawyer Cheng knew that you would definitely go crazy from doing this, no man would like his woman to take care of another man."

"That's what I said, but I feel bad about it."

Of course, why did she not say much after apologizing? She would just treat it as caring for him, she really wanted to see the happy Lin Wenhao again, and not a man who was depressed from time to time.

"Will you drink?" Qian Ye passed her a cocktail.

Jiang Ruoqing immediately waved her hand, "It's not convenient for me to drink right now."

Qian Ye's eyes instantly flickered, she reached out and touched her stomach, then asked with a face full of smiles, "Are you really pregnant?"

She nodded her head, but Chen Hong walked in at this time, and sat down beside Jiang Ruoqing with an expressionless face, while Qian Ye tactfully dodged.

"What's the matter?" Chen Hong asked coldly, her eyes did not have any undulations, looking at Jiang Ruoqing like she was a stranger.

Jiang Ruoqing's finger lightly tapped on the counter, and said indifferently: "Do you know about Lin Wenhao's car accident?"

The beer in Chen Hong's hand trembled as she asked anxiously, "Did he get into a car accident? How about now? At the hospital. "

Looking at her worried face, Jiang Ruoqing frowned. She had a cold and aloof expression just a moment ago, but now she was in a hurry. It seemed that Chen Hong had a good impression of her.

"Two of his ribs are broken. I didn't call you here to talk about his car accident. I wanted to ask about his depression." Jiang Ruoqing said in a serious tone, "Weren't you by his side all this year? You know what happened to him, don't you? I want to know about Lin Wenhao's situation. "

Chen Hong's face was filled with surprise, as though she did not expect that the one Jiang Ruoqing asked her about was this, and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth, "You've actually learnt to care about him now."

"I'm not just concerned, I want to cure his illness."

"It's not that easy." Chen Hong resolutely said, "People with depression are especially sensitive and negative, and a small matter can cause them to collapse, or even commit suicide. Moreover, Lin Wenhao also has anxiety, so his face is not good enough for a full recovery."

Jiang Ruoqing was a little sad. In just a short year, how much had changed between the two of them? She could no longer live a heartless life, and he had lost the most basic happiness.

Who was better than whom?

"Only relying on medicine?"

Chen Hong took a big gulp of wine, her eyes filled with sadness, she shook her head, "That's not it, it would be better to let him maintain a good mood. Jiang Ruoqing, let me ask you, do you really want to marry him?"

She was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and just stared blankly at Chen Hong without saying anything. Actually, Jiang Ruoqing was a little afraid of looking into her eyes, because those eyes of hers could very possibly pry into her heart.

"If you're not sincere, then stay away from him. Otherwise, you'll destroy him!"

Jiang Ruoqing bit her lips lightly, "Of course I'm serious when I marry him, why would I joke around with something like that?"

Chen Hong's face was covered with a somewhat cold and mocking smile, she snorted: "Are you serious? If you were serious, why would you avert your eyes? He's in a very bad mood right now, so you'd better do your job or he can do anything. "

"Is there no other way?" Jiang Ruoqing asked without giving up.

"No, he needs protection, so this is the only way." Chen Hong continued to drink with squinted eyes, "The medicine is indeed not a good method, but his anxiety is truly frightening, you definitely cannot imagine what he would do."

Jiang Ruoqing was silent. Seems like his illness was more terrifying than she imagined. Anxiety? Depression? How could a sunny person become like this?

Chen Hong followed her back to the hospital, where Chen Hong went in to see him while Jiang Ruoqing sat on the hospital's plastic chair in a daze. In fact, this method of hers could actually be considered as giving Chen Hong some time to talk with him.

Half an hour later, Chen Hong walked out and gently patted her shoulder, "He called you in."

"Can you hear anything in your conversation with him?"

A tinge of disappointment appeared in Chen Hong's eyes, and she let out a heavy sigh, "I don't know why he's so negative now, but her condition isn't too good."

Jiang Ruoqing had already expected such an outcome, but hearing her say that, her heart still felt a bit uncomfortable, "How should I help him?"

"It's good that he's happy. This is the only thing we can do. Little Qing, don't leave him. He needs you." Chen Hong placed his hand on her shoulder, and with a pleading tone, she said, "No matter what your motive is, please don't hurt him."

Jiang Ruoqing remained silent and sighed. She wasn't sure what step she would take, so she couldn't give Chen Hong a reply.

She walked into the ward and instantly met's gaze. He sat there with a faint smile on her face and a doting look in her eyes, "Chen Hong came to visit me just now."

"I know."

"Didn't you say you didn't want to see her? Why did you call her here? "

Jiang Ruoqing pursed her lips and sat on the side of his chair, "I felt that she was still worried about you, so I called her over, will you blame me?"

"Why should I blame you?" Lin Wenhao retorted, he tightly held her hand with a satisfied smile on his face, "Little Qing, let's get married as soon as possible. I'm afraid that if time passes, you won't be mine anymore."

Her heart stifled as she comforted him, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"I'm setting the date for next Friday. We're getting married."

A hint of hesitation appeared in Jiang Ruoqing's eyes, but she quickly agreed, "Alright."

Walking out of the hospital, she sat on the rattan chair, her expression showing some hesitation, until she had sat there for a long time. Then she went to the public phone at the side and dialed Cheng Yichen's number.

The other end got through quickly, while Cheng Yichen asked in a probing tone, "Little Qing?"

"It's me." She gave a wry smile, her eyes filled with infinite sadness. "Echen, the date of our marriage is next Friday."

"Next Friday? So fast? What do you think? "

"I …" Jiang Ruoqing took a deep breath, and spoke with a hesitant tone. "Lin Wenhao's current condition is not good, so stop the progress."

The sound of Cheng Yichen's slight gasping came from the other side of the phone, and it was only after a long while that he asked, "Little Qing, don't be silly, his condition will not improve, do you want to accompany him for a lifetime?"

Jiang Ruoqing remained silent, and only then did, who was on the other end of the phone, realize that something was amiss, and asked: "Are you really planning to stay with him for the rest of your life? Jiang Ruoqing, have you decided? "

"I don't know either."

Cheng Yichen could clearly feel her hesitation. Could it be that this woman actually planned to accompany Lin Wenhao for a lifetime? What about him? Had she thought about what he would do? He really wanted to run in front of her and wake her up. This silly woman actually wanted to abandon him!

"Where are you now?"

Jiang Ruoqing did not speak, and directly ended the call, sighing with a helpless look on her face.

In the evening, Jiang Ruoqing bought dinner and went upstairs. When she reached a corner, she was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pulled fiercely into the embrace of a person. Before she even had the chance to look up, he heard his voice.

"Jiang Ruoqing, is this fun? Is torturing me fun? "

She stiffened as she raised her head to look into Cheng Yichen's black eyes. Her heart skipped a beat, and she replied, "I didn't play, really."

He lowered his head and deliberately lowered his voice. "I really want to bite you to death, you disobedient woman. You want to be with him? Do you love him or me? "

Jiang Ruoqing's eyes subconsciously dodged as she replied with an uneasy tone, "Chen, don't be like this."

He grabbed her chin and made her look up, her tight cheeks tautened with a peculiar anger. "What do you want from me? Watching you get married and bless you? Jiang Ruoqing, you really don't understand me. "

She awkwardly turned her face away and frowned. "He's very sick. I can't bear to see him."

"You can't bear to marry him? What about me? What would you choose? Jiang Ruoqing, it's not like God doesn't have to pity anyone, just ask yourself who you want to be with. " Cheng Yichen poked her heart, "Don't be silly, it's not love to be pitiful. You have to separate the two unless you say that you don't love me and you fell in love with him."

Cheng Yichen cupped her face, and spoke with a somewhat doting tone. "Think about it carefully, don't make any hasty decisions, be good."

Only then did he leave.

Jiang Ruoqing leaned her back against the wall, as though she was still giving off his scent, clear and hot, and her heart was still beating fast as though she had not stopped, but she was still confused. She loved Cheng Yichen, but she couldn't bear to hurt Lin Wenhao.

She was afraid that when Lin Wenhao found out about it again, he would collapse and his condition would worsen. Even if Lin Wenhao had done something that let down the Jiang Clan, she still couldn't bear to be so cruel.

Carrying food and walking into the sickroom, Lin Wenhao stood in front of the window. Upon hearing the door opening, he turned around to look at her and revealed a slow smile, "You're back."

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Ruoqing pretended not to care and placed the food on the table.

Lin Wenhao closed the window casually and sighed, "It may still rain today, I was just thinking whether the weather on our wedding day will be good or not."

Her eyes narrowed. "It must be good weather."

Lin Wenhao burst out laughing, walked over and hugged her in his embrace, but she subconsciously wanted to dodge it. He didn't know why, but he rejected it from the bottom of his heart, and didn't want him to get close to his.

It was unknown if he sensed it or not, but he hugged her tightly. Warm breath scattered all over her face as he lowered his head and asked, "Little Qing, who should we invite on our wedding day?"

"Simply put, I don't want it to be too lively."

Lin Wenhao nodded obediently, "I was thinking the same thing, and didn't want to get too excited. It's best if we only have a few friends and a marriage witness, it's good as long as you have me."

"Then we'll leave the city with uncle Jiang and never come back, okay?"

She bit her lip, looked into his eyes, and nodded heavily. "Okay, let's get out of here."

However, when these words came out of her mouth, Cheng Yichen's face involuntarily surfaced in her mind. Her heart ached for a moment, and she remembered the words' pity is not love 'that came out of his mouth.