Chapter 88: Seemingly made a very bad promise
Her left arm hung limply, the wound on her forearm shocking, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips tightly.
Her face was a little pale from the intense pain, her right palm was still open, the cleaver had just fallen from this hand’s palm.
She had been fierce with herself for a moment, but hadn’t expected it to hurt so much.
It hadn’t even hurt this much when she tore her own flesh with her teeth in a dream.
Tears of pain welled up in the corners of her eyes, Lu Zhiyin was, after all, afraid of pain.
However, she was more afraid of not being able to go home.
Looking at Leng Qing Qiu with eyes blurred by tears, she saw that Leng Qing Qiu’s expression was a little stunned, probably not expecting her to do such a self-harming act.
Her mind, tangled into a mess by the pain, struggled to think of what to say next, but couldn’t come up with an answer for a long time.
She had overestimated her tolerance for pain.
The wound on her forearm continued to bleed, and as time dragged on, Lu Zhiyin started to feel dizzy and lightheaded.
“Alas…”
Sighing silently, Leng Qing Qiu went to get the first-aid kit. Fortunately, she had brought the kit with her when she went to the roof to avoid the water last night, otherwise, it would have taken an unknown amount of time to go out and buy medicine.
Grabbing Lu Zhiyin’s left hand, Leng Qing Qiu didn’t do much, just simply bandaged Lu Zhiyin’s forearm tightly. Lu Zhiyin had no sense of proportion when she hurt herself, and the wound was very deep. Leng Qing Qiu didn’t expect to stop the bleeding completely, it was enough to significantly reduce the rate of blood loss.
“Just bandaging this wound won’t do, you’ll need stitches at the hospital later.”
While saying this, Leng Qing Qiu left the house and soon drove her van to the front of the house.
The dented front of the car from the previous collision had been repaired at some point, and there were no signs of damage.
Leng Qing Qiu picked up her childhood friend and put her in the passenger seat. She didn’t bother with the wheelchair and drove towards the hospital.
She had been stunned for a while when she saw Lu Zhiyin self-harming, thus wasting a lot of time.
Since Lu Zhiyin had no intention of becoming her enemy, she still wanted to save her childhood friend.
Driving attentively, Leng Qing Qiu only glanced at Lu Zhiyin with her peripheral vision.
Her condition seemed not good, her head bobbing, as if she was about to fall asleep at any moment.
So, Leng Qing Qiu really couldn’t understand how Lu Zhiyin could be so stupid as to cut herself so deeply.
The wound Leng Qing Qiu had inflicted on Lu Zhiyin’s calf with a dagger earlier was much shallower than the one Lu Zhiyin inflicted on herself.
Glancing at Lu Zhiyin again, Leng Qing Qiu inexplicably felt something strange.
“I feel like you’ve changed a bit.”
She had indeed changed, and changed very quickly.
In Leng Qing Qiu’s memory, Lu Zhiyin a few days ago was still very timid. When did she gain the courage to do this to herself?
Leng Qing Qiu actually preferred the timid Lu Zhiyin, because she was easier to control.
“Mhm…”
With a groggy mind, Lu Zhiyin didn’t have the energy for long speeches, just a weak hum.
“You wouldn’t do this to yourself before.”
Chatting with Lu Zhiyin casually, Leng Qing Qiu was actually a little worried that Lu Zhiyin would fall asleep in the car.
Fortunately, Lu Zhiyin was just lacking energy, not yet faint from blood loss.
“Because… Leng Qing Qiu likes to see me like this…”
After thinking for a long, long time, the excuse finally came in handy. Lu Zhiyin had been waiting for Leng Qing Qiu’s sentence.
She wanted to play the victim and tried to prevent her favorability from dropping too much.
“…”
Listening to Lu Zhiyin’s words, Leng Qing Qiu fell silent, and the car’s speed slowly decreased.
“I… you are the only one I am most familiar with…”
Her words were a little hesitant, the speaker spoke in a submissive tone, placing herself very low, like a dog begging its owner not to abandon it.
Well, it wasn’t really like a dog, it was just that Leng Qing Qiu inexplicably thought of that kind and loyal little animal.
“Only me?”
“Mm…”
Unconsciously, Lu Zhiyin was becoming more and more skilled at lying.
But Leng Qing Qiu wasn’t so easily fooled. She stopped the car, reached out a hand, and gently grasped Lu Zhiyin’s injured left forearm.
The touch on her forearm made Lu Zhiyin uneasy. Her body trembled uncontrollably, but she pursed her lips, remaining silent, just casting a somewhat pitiable glance at Leng Qing Qiu.
“Don’t you also have Long Qinxin?”
The names Leng Qing Qiu suddenly brought up made Lu Zhiyin panic a little. She tried to pull her left hand back, but failed.
“…Mm hmm…”
Leng Qing Qiu tightly gripped Lu Zhiyin’s left forearm with one hand, and covered the girl’s mouth with the other, causing Lu Zhiyin to only be able to let out muffled groans.
As Leng Qing Qiu tightened her grip, the intense pain temporarily cleared Lu Zhiyin’s mind.
“You said it yourself, don’t regret it, Zhiyin.”
Shaking her head, Leng Qing Qiu opened the car door and, carrying Lu Zhiyin, got out of the car.
So, the reason Leng Qing Qiu suddenly stopped was simply because the van had stopped at the hospital entrance?
“…I won’t regret it…”
Not at all…
Pretending to agree with Leng Qing Qiu, Lu Zhiyin only felt bothered.
She seemed to have made a very bad promise.
It was also her own fault for being stupid and cutting such a large gash, which made her mind unclear. Otherwise, she would never have agreed to such a thing.
As soon as she had assented to Leng Qing Qiu, Lu Zhiyin had already started to regret it.
But Leng Qing Qiu didn’t give her a chance to back out. She carried her and ran to the emergency room. After registration and payment, she was placed on a hospital bed and pushed into the operating room.
The person responsible for her surgery was someone completely swaddled, wearing a white coat and a white mask. Her age couldn’t be discerned, but she could be identified as female.
The doctor didn’t ask any unnecessary questions, just quickly administered anesthetic to Lu Zhiyin.
After the anesthetic, Lu Zhiyin lost all sensation. When she regained consciousness, it was already evening. During the time she was unconscious, the doctor easily sewed up the wound on her forearm. It no longer bled.
“After the stitches, it cost four thousand yuan in total. How do you feel about that, Zhiyin?”
Carrying the still somewhat listless girl back to the car, Leng Qing Qiu quietly looked at Lu Zhiyin’s face.
“I’ll pay you back…”
Now awake, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips. Lu Zhiyin remembered that she still owed Leng Qing Qiu three thousand yuan for her phone.
The amount of money she owed seemed to be increasing.
She didn’t know how many games she would have to play to fill the ever-growing hole.
Her left forearm was wrapped in a bandage and hung from her neck by a white strap. It was somewhat comfortable, but Lu Zhiyin didn’t break free from this foolish adornment, instead letting Leng Qing Qiu take her increasingly disheveled self home.
She didn’t know if Leng Qing Qiu was still angry after this farce.
