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    Watch something you love die

    Lin Yin trembled her hands. She really felt that she might have lost her temper.

    The pain in her abdomen became more and more intense, and she completely lost the motivation to think. The scenery in front of her slowly began to overlap. It hurt so much that she was really hurt to death.

    Angry violence surged up in He Zecheng’s eyes, and before he could turn his head, a thin body was suddenly crushed on top of him.

    His eyes widened in horror, and the anger just now disappeared, replaced by panicked fear.

    “You… Linyin!” he yelled.

    There was no response, and the full weight of her body rested on him.

    He panicked for a moment, grabbed the collar around her neck and pulled her up, only to find that the water beneath him was already covered in red blood.

    “Lin Yin…Lin Yin! Lin Yin!” He kept calling her, all worries and fears came to him.

    He was really afraid, really afraid that she would die!No, she can’t die!

    ‘Wow’

    He stood up from the bathtub, opened the drawer and took out the bath towel. Regardless of her still bleeding lower body, he anxiously took her out of the bathtub and took off the collar around her neck. His hands could not help but tremble during the whole process.

    Quickly carried to the bed, he was running around like a headless fly without any clue.

    What should I do? What should I do?

    Why the hell doesn’t he understand anything? What should he do?

    In panic, he took out his cell phone and dialed.

    “Come to my apartment…save her! Come and save her quickly, she’s bleeding down there, come and save her!” He shouted anxiously.

    My heart of despair and panic has never sunk as low as it does now.

    Collapse gradually took over everything in his mind. He didn’t want to lose her, not at all.

    ——

    Chen Qin came out of the bedroom speechlessly, saw the man standing at the door, and told him a fact.

    “Dysmenorrhea is menstruation. Every month or so, a woman’s endometrium thickens and blood vessels proliferate…”

    “Except for this!” He interrupted her in a menacing tone.

    “Apart from this?” Chen Qin spread his hands and curled his lips, “I think you should know very well what you have done except this.”

    He Zecheng tightened his lips, and gradually tightened his hands in his pockets, exerting force, as if he wanted to dig his hands off. The scars on the back of his hands opened again, and he seemed not to notice it at all.

    Chen Qin saw the angry blood vessels on his arm and closed the door behind him, “She needs to rest now. You can go downstairs with me to talk. I have something to ask you.”

    He stood there without moving. Chen Qin had already reached the stairs and turned around and said, “If you don’t want her to die, then follow me downstairs.”

    She knew exactly what he was thinking, worried about, and wanted to do.

    Then, he turned around and went downstairs with a tense expression.

    The woman downstairs saw something falling on the ground, put down her medical kit, and picked up the rabbit specimen.

    “I didn’t expect you to still keep this kind of thing. It’s been ten years, and I still cherish it.”

    He Zecheng responded indifferently, “What do you want to say to me?”

    Weighing the things in her hands, she turned to look at him. With a smile on her lips, the woman looked at him with the mature eyes of a child.

    “As your psychiatrist, I want you to know what I should say to you.”

    She pointed to the medicine on the ground, “I prescribed these for you two months ago. You haven’t taken any of them now. It will save me money.”

    He was dull and expressionless, like a body without a soul.

    Chen Qin stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and pulled it out. The blood stained on the pocket was indeed correct. The three-stitched thread on the back of his hand had collapsed, and the bruised flesh around it looked particularly hideous.

    “Child, I have told you many times. Since you don’t listen, I can only tell you again and again.”

    She sighed and placed the specimen in his palm.

    “If you don’t take medicine, not only you will die, but also the girl you want, you know?” She raised her eyes and looked at him. The child in front of her had transcended from her abdomen to the top of her head. The height was silently oppressing, and his face was still silent.

    She knew he was listening carefully.

    “You can only rely on medicine to control your emotions. If you can, I hope you can control it in another way, but this method requires you to take medicine. You don’t want to watch the things you love die, right? Just like this rabbit.”

    His fingers trembled, and the weight of the specimen was felt in his hand, but it was cold.

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