Chapter 709 You Really Don't Want Your Own Life Anymore

He Jiayi scratched her head irritably: "Are you going to do this for him? You told him to go back in a month, can he die?!"

He Jiayi grabbed Shen Zhiyu's cell phone and threw it to Shen Zhiyu: "Send him a text message now!"

Shen Zhiyu shook his head weakly: "After his accident... he became very sensitive and withdrawn, and occasionally lost control. When strangers take care of him, he will be very nervous..."

"I know that he had an accident because of you, but I can't control him. All I know now is that your health is very poor!" He Jia stood up abruptly and stopped looking at Shen Zhiyu, her attitude was very firm.

Shen Zhiyu raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed He Jiayi's sleeve, and begged, "Jiayi, I know you are doing it for my own good, but I have to go back, please..."

He Jiayi turned her head and did not speak.

Shen Zhiyu loosened his sleeves little by little, and said, "Okay, even if you don't let me go, I still have many ways to get out of here, even by jumping out of the window."

He Jiayi suddenly turned to look at Shen Zhiyu: "You...you really don't want your own life, do you?!"

Shen Zhiyu twitched the corners of his pale lips: "If I can't go back to see him, I will die here."

He Jiayi's eyes widened, his pupils shook in disbelief, and he couldn't even make any sound.

He never imagined that Shen Zhiyu could... unexpectedly be able to do this!

After being stunned for a long time, He Jiayi seemed to have just turned around from the shock. He lowered his head decadently, feeling a deep powerlessness: "Okay...ok...as you wish..."

Shen Zhiyu went through the discharge procedures, and even the nurses who participated in the operation looked at him in disbelief.

In the evening, Shen Zhiyu walked out of the hospital with difficulty almost leaning on the wall, his footsteps were as heavy as lead, dragging his crippled body, every step exhausted his strength.

When he was about to walk through the door, his legs suddenly gave way, and he was about to fall to the ground. He Jiayi, who had been following behind him, hurried forward and supported Shen Zhiyu in time.

He Jiayi looked at Shen Zhiyu's thin face, and sighed: "I beg you, stay in the hospital to recuperate!"

He was really pissed off before, and planned to stop caring about Shen Zhiyu, but after all, Shen Zhiyu was his friend for many years, so he still couldn't bear it!

"I know that you are determined to be discharged from the hospital, but you are not feeling well, so you should call me immediately. During this period, I will also go to your place regularly to check you up. Is it all right?"

In desperation, He Jiayi could only compromise to this extent.

Shen Zhiyu smiled and nodded: "Okay..."

When he returned to the apartment, it was already night. Shen Zhiyu got off the taxi and stood at the door. He took a deep breath, straightened his back, tried to make himself look normal, and then took out the key to open the door.

The light in the living room was on, and a bodyguard was sitting at the dining table eating instant noodles. When he saw Shen Zhiyu, he stood up immediately.

"Mr. Shen, you are back."

Shen Zhiyu nodded, and couldn't help coughing a few times: "These two days... I'm sorry to trouble you."

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xia Beiqing came out in a wheelchair with an anxious look on his face. When he saw Shen Zhiyu at the door, his eyes lit up, he opened his lips, and mouthed Shen Zhiyu , and then impatiently pushed the wheelchair towards him.

When Shen Zhi saw Xia Beiqing was in a hurry, he also hurried forward, but his legs had no strength, and his steps were staggering.