Chapter 847 - You Can’t Provide for Me (2/2)

He walked into the ward.

Chu Lui only woke up a few hours later. His eyes were bloodshot, and there were new stubbles on his chin. His entire person looked defeated and super ugly.

Du Jingtang sat down.

“Brother, are you okay?” he asked carefully.

“Yeah,” Chu Lui replied lightly. He looked down and turned the ring on his finger which had become bigger as his skeleton-like finger had slimmed down.

Why? Why could he not keep what he wanted and the ones he wanted to protect would always leave him?

What exactly did he do wrong in his past life? Or did he do too many wrong things this life?

Was this Heaven’s punishment?

“But you…”

Du Jingtang did not know what to say anymore. Actually, Chu Lui’s entire journey… he might have been the only one who witnessed it all. However, this journey was really very tough for him. If it were him, he might not even have the energy to finish it.

Chu Lui was still touching his ring before he reached out to take out the tubes attached to his arm.

“Brother, what are you doing?” Du Jingtang was frightened by him and jumped up. Could he not be so scary? Could he not be so sudden?

“My fish is still in the pot.” Chu Lui took out his patient attire and was looking for his own clothes to wear.

“Even if you go back now, you can only throw it.” Du Jingtang hugged his clothes and refused to pass it to him. If he did go home and puked more blood, then what was going to happen?

“It’s okay, I can still eat it if I cook it again.” Chu Lui stretched his hand out towards Du Jingtang.

“Give me back.”

Du Jingtang refused to let it go.

“What can you eat when you go back? It has already been a day. You’ve been in a coma for a day. If it’s a dead fish, it would have long rotted.”

Chu Lui slowly kept his hand in midair back.

“One day…”

“Yes.” Du Jingtang walked to the window and opened it. “Take a look yourself. It’s already midnight. Where do you want to go now? The fish had already rotten. Does it make a difference if you throw it out earlier or later?”

Chu Lui frowned, and it was cold until it made people feel uncomfortable. Then, he lay down, and the spark in his eyes had disappeared.

Du Jingtang then placed the clothes in his arms aside, but he still had to make sure that Chu Lui would not run anywhere. Hurriedly, he called for the nurse outside to re-insert the tube for Chu Lui.

He was still worried if he would hit the nurse unconscious with his fist.

After the nurse put the needles back and left, he then heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, Chu Lui was not crazy. He took out his phone and wanted to report his safety to his parents, but he remembered that he did not tell anyone about Chu Lui’s hospitalization. It seemed like he could not say it; if not, he would have to spend all his time explaining, without even knowing how to do it properly.

Just that, he looked at Chu Lui on the bed complicatedly.