Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Si Yu looked at it, put it down again, opened the medical alcohol next to it, and dipped it with a cotton ball.

Then he took up the girl's hand again, and with his cool fingertips removed the tissue paper that the girl had pressed on the back of her hand, and gently wiped the place where the needle was stuck.

When the girl's hand was lifted, a white wrist was exposed, with red marks on it, which were very eye-catching.

Coupled with the bandage on the girl's wrist, it is not difficult to guess what the girl in front of her has experienced.

He has seen this situation a lot.

Si Yu's gaze casually fell on the girl's wound for a moment, and then he withdrew his gaze.

The back of the girl's hand stopped bleeding, so Si Yu raised his hand and threw the cotton ball into the trash can.

Then, with the original posture, he quietly stared at the girl.

He said quietly, "Suicide?"

Although Feng Qian wanted to shake her head, after all, it was the original owner who wanted to commit suicide, not her.

But now, she can only say: "Well."

However, Feng Qian added: "I was not sober before, that's why I thought like that, and now I don't."

That was the original owner's pot, not hers.

Si Yu looked at the girl in front of him with interest and said, "Then... how about self-harm?"

Feng Qian: "..."

The girl blinked.

Self-harm...well, this is also the original owner's pot...

However, Feng Qian thought about it again, she came to see the fragments, and the excuse was to see a doctor.

Therefore, Feng Qian had no choice but to say, "I seem to be suffering from depression."

The girl looked serious.

It was also the first time that Si Yu had met such a patient. The girl's dark eyes were clear and clean, not stained with dust.

In the short conversation, he didn't find any deep darkness in the girl's words.

No resentment either.

The scars on the opponent's wrists seemed to be... incompatible with the girl's soul.

Si Yu suddenly developed a strong interest in the girl in front of him.

He saves and destroys people.

But...rescue?

How boring.

He likes to magnify the darkness in people's hearts. Those dust-stained souls will slowly expand as long as they provoke them with a few words and a few words, and the seeds of darkness will grow and grow.

Like, watching an angel fall into a demon with his own eyes.

That's what's fun.

However, the girl in front of her seemed to be a little special.

Pure soul? interesting.

Si Yu lowered his eyes, his cool fingertips held the girl's scarred wrist, and his voice was low: "Good girl, tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"What are you... bothering about?"

The dark eyes of the man fell on the girl's wrist through a thin layer of lenses.

The eagerness to try is hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

Wouldn't it be more interesting to dye a pure white soul black?

Feng Qian blinked, the fragments in front of her eyes would make her feel depressed and dull for no reason.

The words that are spoken have the power of bewitching invisibly.

If it wasn't for her own strength, Feng Qian felt that she would most likely fall into a state of hypnosis.

After being bewitched, there is no lie, as if you are completely exposed to the other party, you can only be at the mercy.

However, at this time.

a click--

The door was opened from the outside.

Hearing the sound, Feng Qian looked back.

A doctor in a white coat walked in, followed by a man and a woman behind.

Feng Qian recognized them as the original owner's parents.

Mother Feng saw the haggard-looking girl in a sick suit, and walked towards Feng Qian in distress.

Feng Qian stood up.

"mom?"

Hearing the sound, Mother Feng took the girl into her arms, and her voice was full of worry and self-blame: "Silly child, it's fine if you're fine, just fine..."