Mr. Song, you have crossed the line.

The nurse checked the computer and said, "The person in bed number 12 has already been discharged."

Song Shiyan frowned almost imperceptibly, thanked the nurse, took out his phone to dial Rong Zheng's number, and walked towards the elevator.

Jinxin Residential Community.

Rong Zheng was organizing the survey data from the previous two days when Song Shiyan called. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the words "Brother Yan" on her phone screen.

When did she become so agitated? It's just a phone call, why is she so nervous?

She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart before answering the phone, "Brother Yan."

"Why were you discharged from the hospital?" The man's voice was deep and had a pleasant, magnetic quality.

"It was just some minor abrasions, and I was discharged from the hospital as soon as I was fine."

"Should we stay at a hotel or at your friend's place?"

If Lu Peichuan had asked her this, Rong Zheng would have said without hesitation that it was her private matter and there was no need to tell him. But when facing Song Shiyan, she found that she couldn't bring herself to say anything that went against his wishes.

This is not a good sign.

She pursed her lips. "Is there anything else?"

Silence fell on the other end.

Rong Zheng gripped her phone slightly. He was so smart; he must have figured out what she meant by changing the subject. Was she angry because she wasn't saying anything?

He just saved her, and she reacts like this. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?

Or should I just tell him that she lives with Luo Qinghe? It's not a secret, so why did she suddenly say something like that just to go against him?

It was just a fleeting thought; my brain just went crazy.

Rong Zheng's red lips parted slightly as she was about to speak, but the other end spoke first, "You might have nightmares tonight, so it's best not to leave someone by your side. Have your friend stay with you."

He wasn't angry, nor did he end the call because of her distant words. Instead, he gently reminded her of important things to note.

As a psychologist, she knew that today's events, including the physical injuries, were minor to her. What she feared most was developing post-traumatic stress disorder after experiencing a major blow and disaster.

The most typical symptoms of this type of mental illness are repeated flashbacks of traumatic scenes, nightmares, emotional numbness, and hypervigilance.

She already had two symptoms: recurring flashbacks of traumatic scenes and hypervigilance, which is why she organized the data to distract herself.

This state could last for days, months, or even longer.

Rong Zheng was surprised that Song Shiyan would understand this. His sincere concern made her momentary lapse of judgment seem particularly foolish.

"Yes, I'm staying with my friend. She'll keep me company. Thank you for your concern."

Get some rest.

"The same to you."

Luo Qinghe came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw Rong Zheng hang up the phone. "Who called so late?"

"Song Shiyan".

Luo Qinghe's expression instantly turned serious. "He came to ask for your answer?"

"No, it's just normal concern."

Luo Qinghe wanted to say: Given your relationship, it's not normal for him to call and check up on you so late at night.

But she knew Rong Zheng had been frightened today and didn't want to add to her psychological burden, so she just nodded.

After they lay down, they chatted for a while and then went to sleep.

Before going to sleep, Rong Zheng kept telling herself that it was safe here and there was no danger, but she still had a dream after falling asleep. In the dream, the tattoos on the two men were particularly frightening.

She was hoisted onto the man's shoulder, pinned to the table, her clothes torn, her hands held down...

Those images that filled her with despair, like scattered fragments, strung together in her dreams, once again impacting her heart.

"No, help!"

Luo Qinghe was awakened by Rong Zheng's shouts. She turned her head and saw that Rong Zheng was pale, her eyes were closed, she looked pained, and she was covered in sweat. She quickly patted her gently, "Zhengzheng."

She didn't respond, only struggled in terror, repeatedly muttering in her sleep, "No, don't touch me!"

"Zhengzheng, Zhengzheng, wake up!" Luo Qinghe shook Rong Zheng's shoulders.

"No!" Rong Zheng screamed, jolting awake and sitting up in bed, her eyes filled with terror. It took several seconds for her thoughts to gradually clear.

Luo Qinghe asked with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Rong Zheng nodded.

Luo Qinghe immediately went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water. "Drink some water to calm your nerves."

Rong Zheng drank a few sips of water, and her heartbeat gradually stabilized. Seeing that Luo Qinghe was still looking at her with concern, she slightly curled the corners of her lips and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Should we go back to the hospital? The doctor said it would be safer for you to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

Rong Zheng pulled Luo Qinghe to sit down. "I'm really fine. It's normal to have dreams after being frightened. I'll be fine in a couple of days."

"I don't understand these things, don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying to you, go to sleep."

After lying down, Luo Qinghe hugged Rong Zheng, "Don't be afraid, I'll hold you while you sleep."

Rong Zheng felt a warmth in her heart. "Okay."

The next day, Luo Qinghe woke up to find Rong Zheng looking somewhat haggard. "Did you have another nightmare?"

Rong Zheng shook her head, "No." In order not to frighten Luo Qinghe, she barely slept afterwards.

Luo Qinghe was worried. "You shouldn't go to work. Just rest at home and go back to Beijing a few days later."

"No need, I've already bought my plane ticket. I'm finishing up work today, so I want to go back as soon as possible. I miss Tangtang."

Seeing Rong Zheng's insistence, Luo Qinghe didn't say anything more. "I'll take you to the airport this afternoon."

"it is good."

In the morning, Rong Zheng went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital to complete the final research. After collecting the data, her former colleagues invited her to lunch again at noon. Unable to refuse their hospitality, she had no choice but to agree.

After having dinner together, she went back to Jinxin Residential Area to pack her things. Not long after, Luo Qinghe also returned. She took her to the airport. Before parting, she hugged her and said, "Take good care of yourself. Don't worry about the orphanage renovations. I'm here for you."

"Yeah, you too. Take care of yourself and don't push yourself too hard."

The two parted reluctantly.

As Rong Zheng entered the airport to wait for her flight, Lu Peichuan, in the president's office of the Lu Group, received a call from the old mansion's butler: "Young Master, Madam has committed suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills."

Lu Peichuan was stunned, as if struck by lightning. He jumped to his feet and hurried outside, saying, "Why would someone commit suicide?"

"have no idea."

"Was he taken to the hospital?"

"We are on our way to the hospital now. The old man said that if this gets out, it will have a huge impact on the company. In order to keep the news out of the country, we have no choice but to send Madam to the Lu family's private hospital."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

When Lu Peichuan arrived at the hospital, Bai Yuxiu had already been taken to the emergency room for treatment. Lu Yunshan sat on the waiting chair with a livid face.

He strode over and asked the butler standing to the side, "What exactly happened?"