Chapter 508

An Ziyan's car drove on the highway for nearly two hours before he came to the psychological treatment hospital in the address. As soon as he got out of the car, he walked in with great strides and told the medical staff succinctly that he wanted to see ye ChuChu!

But then the nurse was smiling and promised to help him find it, but she looked down at the notebook in her hand for a few times, and suddenly her face was stiff for a moment. Then she looked at an Ziyan and said with a smile unnaturally, "sorry, this patient's situation is special, and can't accept the visit for the time being."

"Why not? I said I'm going to see her now! " Ann Ziyan's handsome face was tinged with a trace of anger, looking at the nurse coldly said.

He not only wants to see ye ChuChu, but also takes her away from here today!

The nurse was looking at some panic, but still tried to persuade, said: "students, really can't, or you come back in a few days, wait for the patient's state is better, you can visit her."

"You are just an ordinary hospital, not a prison. If I come to see someone, can you still keep me away?"

"It's not... It's not... Ah, classmate, you can't rush in!"

An Ziyan saw her again and again and again obstructed, and she just slightly guilty expression, he saw in the eyes, heart a hurry, it is difficult to be ye ChuChu what happened? He simply went to find it by himself. Looking at the direction beside him, the ward area was over there. He ran up the stairs.

"Hello, Hello! Students, you can't do this... "The nurse panted behind an Ziyan and watched him push the door one by one. Many nurses and doctors wanted to stop him, but they were scared by his cold eyes. It was clear that the other side was just a 18-year-old boy, but their strong breath field made them tremble.

Finally, when pushing the last room on this floor, an Ziyan found ye ChuChu.

At the moment when the door opened, he could hardly believe that it was ye ChuChu. He stood outside the door and felt weak. Fortunately, he raised his hand to hold the door frame so that he would not fall to the ground. He staggered to ye ChuChu and called her name in his mouth. His voice was shaking, "ChuChu, ChuChu..."

Ye ChuChu's limbs were tied to the bed with bandages. Her delicate face was pale, her dry lips were slightly tight, her eyes were closed, her black hair was slightly scattered on her face, and her head was powerless to one side. Her lifeless appearance was very similar to that of an Ziyan who committed suicide that day.

But when an Ziyan came closer, she found that she was far more than that. The bandage was very tight, leaving traces of black and purple on her wrist and bare feet. In addition, she probably struggled. The bandage had been worn on her white and delicate skin, and there were dried blood stains on the wound.

An Ziyan leaned close to her, the expression on her face was afraid, and she carefully pasted her pale face with her face. Ruyu's hand couldn't help shaking to straighten her face. He patted her cheek a few times and cried: "ChuChu, ChuChu... I'm an Ziyan. I've come to pick you up. Will you wake up?"

However, ye ChuChu still has no response. His small head is soft on his palm. No matter how he calls her, she is still. If she doesn't have a little breath, an Ziyan even thinks she is dead.

The doctor, who rushed to catch up with him, saw an Ziyan anxiously calling ye ChuChu, and then said timidly, "don't worry about this classmate, she just hasn't passed the effect of the tranquilizer."

An Ziyan seems to have not heard the voices of the public. Now he can only see ye ChuChu in his world