The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

Wen Zhi weighed the glass vase in his hand, as if testing its feel.

Lu Zhizhou glanced at Xie Yu, who was in excruciating pain and looked pale on the next bed, and then looked at the glass bottle that Wen Zhi was playing with back and forth in his hand.

He swallowed hard.

At this point, if someone still narcissistically believes that Wen Zhi is helping him teach Xie Yu a lesson, then he would truly be a fool.

Not to mention that Xie Yu and Wen Zhi actually became friends two or three years earlier than him.

"Brother Zhizhi... let's talk this out, be normal!"

Lu Zhizhou was injured in the head, and his head was congested with blood and he felt a little dizzy when he got excited, but he couldn't care less. He turned around, got out of bed, and was about to run away.

Wen Zhi remained calm, reached out, and grabbed Lu Zhizhou by the back of his collar: "What are you afraid of? Where are we going?"

Lu Zhizhou felt his throat being choked by the collar, and he was on the verge of tears: "Let go, I'm injured..."

"The wounded?"

Wen Zhi glanced at their disheveled appearance and laughed mockingly, "You two fought like this over a woman, aren't you shameless?"

"..."

Lu Zhizhou lowered his head and remained silent.

He was resentful and harbored resentment.

How could anyone be as cheap as you?

You pushed Xiao Sheng Sheng to that point, and you still forced yourself on her, clinging to her relentlessly. How shameless!

He was beaten half to death at sea, lost his memory, and still fell for the man, clinging to him like a pervert, secretly inquiring about and spying on him.

How shameless!

Lu Zhizhou would never dare to say these words out loud, even if he were beaten to death.

Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow and put down the glass bottle: "However, the nonsense between the three of you has nothing to do with me. It would be best if one of you were killed so that everyone could have some peace and quiet."

He slowly walked to Xie Yu's bedside, a smile on his lips, and stretched out a finger as if to poke Xie Yu's leg.

Xie Yu's leg, which had just been bandaged, was bent back after being pressed down by him. If he were poked again, his leg would be ruined.

Xie Yu's body was trembling. He really couldn't go on like this, so he bent over to protect his legs.

Wen Zhi chuckled at his easily frightened expression, then withdrew his fingers and didn't poke him.

"Let's settle other accounts today," he said.

Lu Zhizhou was completely baffled.

Xie Yu was in so much pain that his face turned pale, and beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, but his eyes were clear, and he had a guess.

"Yes, I remember... Wen Yisheng, right?" Xie Yu said weakly.

Lu Zhizhou froze, his expression becoming subtle.

Wen Zhi neither denied nor responded.

The faint smile at the corner of his mouth vanished completely, and his voice became deep and gloomy: "You two helped Wen Yisheng hide it from me, making me watch like an idiot as she fooled around with other men."

Lu Zhizhou and Xie Yu remained silent, their expressions both awkward.

"Is it fun?"

Wen Zhi pointed to himself, tilted his head and asked them, "My girlfriend was intimate with another man, and I was completely unaware of it. I was so anxious and couldn't sleep all night. I tried every possible way to get close to her and threaten her to break up with the other man."

He laughed as he spoke, "What were you two thinking when you saw me like that? Did you think I was ridiculously stupid?"

"Ah Zhi, I wanted to tell you," Xie Yu explained, "but Uncle Wen warned me not to mention anything about Wen Yisheng in front of you."

"Yes...it's all Uncle Wen's fault..." Lu Zhizhou hurriedly added.

"Shut the fuck up." Wen Zhi turned to stare at Lu Zhizhou, his eyes deadpan.

"You helped Qi Lin steal my woman, Lu Zhizhou, are you looking for death?"

"I'm usually too good-tempered, aren't I?"

"How dare you play me like this?"

Lu Zhizhou's expression changed several times, alternating between red and green: "Brother Zhi, I did keep this from you, but I swear, I absolutely did not take advantage of your amnesia to instigate Qi Lin and Sheng Sheng..."

Snapped.

The crisp sound of shattering glass made quite a commotion.

The nurse on duty, who was dozing off on a recliner on that floor, was suddenly awakened.

She followed the sound to room 3011, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she was met by a young man walking out of it.

The boy is tall with long legs, has a refined and handsome appearance, and his eyes are gentle and tender.

The nurse paused, then asked, "I heard a loud noise just now, it was quite frightening. Was it in your room?"

Wen Zhi nodded and smiled, "The two patients inside have suffered a worsening of their injuries. Thank you for your help, nurse."

The nurse was mesmerized by the smile. Wen Zhi nodded politely and left the third floor.

The nurse walked into the ward in a daze, and the next moment, her eyes widened in shock, and she almost screamed.

Xie Yu's leg, which had just been reattached, was bent back down.

A piece of broken glass lay on the ground.

Another bloody hole appeared on Lu Zhizhou's forehead, which had just been bandaged.

"Is this a murder scene? Should we call the police...?" The on-duty nurse hurriedly helped Lu Zhizhou stop the bleeding.

Despite having a head full of blood, Lu Zhizhou remained calm.

Both of them knew that this was bound to happen sooner or later, and that taking this beating would help Wen Zhi calm down and feel relieved.

However, they were a little worried about the other female party involved...

Wen Zhi, with his extreme personality, cannot tolerate even the slightest deception or betrayal.

Now that she remembered everything, she still didn't know how to vent her resentment on Wen Yisheng.