When Zhao Hui bought a steamed bun, what she saw was not the good situation when she left.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?"
Lin Yan's ward door surrounded by a lot of people, these people in addition to watching, but also to maintain order security.
"Mrs. Lin, you're back.
Please go in and have a look."
A nurse at the door saw Zhao Hui coming back and quickly took her in.
In the ward, Lin Yan holds a fruit knife tightly in one hand, and the sharp blade is facing the wrist of the other hand.
She stands by the window in her loose hospital uniform, looking pale at the people in the ward.
The window is open.
Today's wind is a little strong.
When the wind blows in from the open window, Lin Yan's hair flies wildly, which makes her thin and pitiful.
The doctor is still persuading, "Miss Lin Er, your situation is getting better.
I believe you can leave the hospital in a few days.
Don't be impatient!"
Anurse also advised, "that's right, Miss Lin Er, you look so beautiful and your family background is so good.
It's too late for many people to envy you.
You're still so young.
Don’t commit suicide!"
"Yes, Miss Lin Er, put down your knife quickly, and be careful to cut yourself.
If you leave a scar, it won't look good."
"You are so beautiful, and Mr. and Mrs. Lin are so precious to you.
How can you have such an idea? They know how sad they should be!"
Afew people you a word I a language of persuading, but her knife on the wrist, who dare not easily rashly forward.
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