The third floor.
Han Feng gave his hand a quick bandaging, then went to see Ouyang Xuan and Du Xiaotian.
Ouyang Xuan sat on the bed, looking listless, as though she wasn't worried about her situation at all.
Du Wei was still worried about the unconscious Du Xiaotian. When Han Feng came in, his heart leaped into his throat.
Seeing that Du Xiaotian was still unconscious, Han Feng ordered someone to splash cold water on him.
It hurt Du Wei to watch, but he didn't object.
He also desperately wanted to know why his son had gone mad.
If Ouyang Xuan was responsible, he hoped his son would tell the truth and name her.
The water woke Du Xiaotian. The first thing he did was look for Ouyang Xuan. Seeing her beside him, he threw his arms around her excitedly.
"Xuanxuan, I just had a dream that you rejected me. That couldn't have been real, right?"
"It was real. Couldn't have been more real. After she rejected you, you even tried to kill yourself!"
Tang Lin spoke up, shattering Du Xiaotian's fantasy. He couldn't understand the man's taste. Ouyang Xuan was admittedly pretty, but she was now frail, pale, and haggard, with barely any flesh on her.
Holding her would be all bones, and kissing her would offer no softness. She seemed like a dandelion in the wind, ready to disappear with a single puff.
If they got together, Du Xiaotian would definitely end up living like a widower.
Du Xiaotian released Ouyang Xuan and glared furiously at Tang Lin. "How could she possibly reject me? Stop talking nonsense!"
"Oh, wow, is there really something wrong with your head? Did the Nurse stick you with a needle? But we share a dorm, and I never saw you get jabbed!"
Tang