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Yan Ran wanted to help him wipe his dirty hands, but the man was unwilling and had no choice but to ask others to help.

Fu Yi's condition has gradually stabilized. If this continues, he should be able to recover soon.

But one day, Fu Yi suddenly went crazy.

Yan Ran was still communicating with the doctor outside, when a shrill scream came from inside the room.

She was startled, Fu Yi rushed around the room like a trapped animal, as if he was looking for an exit to escape.

As soon as Yan Ran came in, Fu Yi just turned his head, his eyes were tearing apart, he looked extremely hated, and his emotions were extremely out of control.

Yan Ran didn't approach, and gestured to the doctors behind him, telling them not to come in yet.

"What's the matter?" Yan Ran's voice was very gentle, and it was easy for people to let go of their defenses. "What happened? Can you tell me?"

Fu Yi was trembling all over, as if he felt very scared, but he didn't choose to run away. He looked left and right, grabbed the fruit knife on the side, and faced Yan Ran, his eyes were stained with scarlet, showing raging violence. Trying to restrain himself, his eyes trembled.

A familiar voice came from the TV, and Yan Ran turned to look.

The man on TV is handsome and elegant, with a flawless smile on his face, answering questions politely.

Yan Ran understood the reason why Fu Yi lost control.

She looked around, but couldn't find the remote control, so she directly unplugged the TV.

Looking at Fu Yi again, she frowned, coaxing a childlike tone, "Don't be afraid, the bad guys have been driven away..."

Fu Yi became confused, his eyes were still fixed on the TV, as if he was afraid that that face would pop out of it again, and he couldn't be vigilant.

Seeing this, Yan Ran tentatively walked over slowly.

"Come on, don't be afraid, I've asked someone to buy you your favorite lime-flavored cake, put down the knife, and I'll take you to eat, okay?"

She approached step by step, her pale and sickly face had no blemishes, the red mole on the tip of her nose was bright and dazzling, and the curve of her mouth was as gentle as a breeze, like a bright moon.

Fu Yi's pupils slowly dilated, as if being tempted, he slowly and hesitantly put down the hand holding the knife in front of his chest.

Seeing this, Yan Ran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

When the distance was getting closer, Yan Ran's hand was about to touch the knife in Fu Ji's hand, and Fu Yi, who was originally quiet, suddenly lost control.

With a wave of his hand, blood spattered out.

The cut was deep, from the palm of the hand to the wrist, the blood came out with a sizzling sound, and kept flowing down, forming a small puddle on the ground after a while.

Fu Yi's eyes were full of cold hatred, but also wrapped in a world-shattering fear, and endless sorrow and despair lingered all over his body.

click.

The bloody fruit knife fell to the ground.

Fu Yi retreated step by step, curled up in a corner, trembling.

The doctor rushed in and was shocked when he saw the wound on Yan Ran's hand.

Although the stroke was quite long, fortunately it was not very deep, and a few stitches would be fine.

Afterwards, Yan Ran ordered those people to always tune the TV channel to cartoons, and asked them to change all the reflective things in the mirrors.

Yan Ran actually understood why Fu Yi, who had lost his mind, was so afraid of her and hated her so much.

Because she is Fu Ji's accomplice.

He hated Fu Ji, and also hated Yan Ran.

That's why, after seeing Fu Ji's face, he lost control and exploded with such a strong aggressiveness.

Yan Ran was so busy that she didn't have time to eat.

But I will still find some time to look at Fu Yi.

Fu Yi was very depressed a few days ago, not as lively as before, always staring at one place in a daze, this situation has not lasted for three days, he regained his vitality, and ran around in the yard to run wild.

A bright red sunset shone on the West Mountain, and large chunks of white clouds floated in the blue sky, showing a flame-like bright red under the reflection of the setting sun.

Fu Yi is tall, with long arms and legs, squatting on the ground at the moment, carefully observing the snails on the leaves, with an expression as if he is studying some extremely important documents.

Yan Ran watched from the side, and the doctor beside her talked about Fu Yi's mental condition.

"Mr. Fu is in a good mood today. He is very noisy. He jumped up and down for a while."

Yan Ran was silent, but she was listening carefully.

The doctor hesitated for a long time and pondered for a while, "Mr. Yan, actually, I don't think it's a bad thing to go on like this."

Yan Ran turned his head, his overly pale face showed a puzzled expression.

"Half of Mr. Fu's memories are selectively forgotten. It may be that the memory is too painful and too scary, so it stimulates the systemic stress response in his body. If, I just said, if, is there a kind of Maybe even if Mr. Fu is normal, maybe it's not as good as it is now?"

After the doctor said these words, he felt uneasy.

Yan Ran's expression didn't change much, but his eyes cooled down, as if an invisible cold air was freezing, making the doctor afraid to look directly.

The atmosphere was dead silent, and the doctor was sweating coldly on his forehead, and he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it off. He could only let the cold sweat flow into his eyes, causing a burst of soreness.

"you……"

Hesitantly, the low and deep male voice stepped in cautiously, breaking the suffocating silence.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the man almost gratefully.

The man's face was stained with a little dust, and at a distance not too far from Yan Ran, he grabbed the corner of his clothes, bit his lip, and under Yan Ran's gentle gaze, he mustered up his courage and asked a question.

"what happened to your hand?"

Yan Ran was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the bandaged palm, and smiled, with eyebrows and eyes curved like a magnolia swaying with dew.

Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of scaring this timid tall man.

"I accidentally scratched it myself while cutting fruit."

Fu Yi frowned, looked at the bandaged hand hesitantly, and finally ran away without saying anything.

Even so, Yan Ran was still a little happy.

When he met the doctor, his complexion improved a lot.

"He shouldn't."

Fu Yi might not be a good person, but after all, he was someone who cared about him before, and with so many years of friendship, how could she just watch him spend the rest of his life like a fool.

Fu Yi has nothing now, Yan Ran thought, this is already the greatest harm to Fu Yi.

When Yan Ran was about to leave, Fu Yi, who had been missing all this time, ran out from nowhere.

This was the first time he took the initiative to touch Yan Ran.

He was covering something with both hands, Yan Ran didn't know what it was, but he still stretched out his hand.

Fu Yi handed the things in his hand to Yan Ran.

That is a butterfly.

The next chapter will be posted later