Chapter 739 Are You Threatening Me?

"Suicide?!" He Jiayi's exclamation came from the other end of the phone.

Shen Zhiyu was sitting in an empty room, and the night was falling outside the window. He didn't turn on the light, and held his phone to his ear.

"Well, fortunately, it was discovered in time."

"God..." He Jiayi couldn't believe it: "Why did he commit suicide? Wasn't he...well?"

Shen Zhiyu rubbed his sore brows: "This is exactly what troubles me. I can't figure out what he is thinking at all, and he doesn't want to tell me."

"Zhi Yu..." He Jiayi said hesitantly, "I think... there might be something wrong with his psychology. Otherwise, you should ask a psychiatrist to help him."

Psychologist.

Thinking of what happened before, Shen Zhiyu still has lingering fears.

"No... Last time I asked a psychiatrist for him, his reaction was already very serious. If I ask a psychiatrist again, I'm afraid he... will be more serious."

"Yu Yu, he is already about to commit suicide, is there anything more serious than this?"

Shen Zhiyu suddenly fell silent.

He Jiayi heard that he didn't speak, and asked again: "Does the Jun family know?"

Shen Zhiyu replied: "I haven't notified the other side yet, I'm afraid they will worry."

"You still haven't told them?" He Jiayi raised her voice and scolded, "If you don't say it now, if something happens to Xia Beiqing later, are you going to take responsibility? Can the Jun family spare you?!"

"No, I won't..." Shen Zhiyu's tone was firm: "I won't let anything happen to Beiqing!"

"All right, all right, up to you." He Jiayi was a little annoyed.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhiyu opened the address book, turned to Yang Shao's number, his fingertips stayed on the screen, unable to press it for a long time.

Is it really necessary to hire another psychiatrist for Beiqing?

But what He Jiayi said was right, Beiqin was about to commit suicide, could there be anything more serious than this?

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Zhiyu still tapped his finger.

After making the phone call, Shen Zhiyu walked out of the room and found that the food on the dining table had not been touched at all. Shen Zhiyu took the food and walked straight into Xia Beiqing's room.

According to the usual time, he should be reading a book, but at this moment, he is still sitting in a wheelchair with his head tilted, his eyes are empty and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps that he recovered slightly and looked at Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu brought the food in front of him, softened his attitude, and said softly: "Beiqing, I don't want to force you, you are obedient, can you eat a little? As long as you eat, I will promise you anything."

Xia Beiqing looked at the food in his hand, and picked up the pen and paper beside him to write.

——I want to die, will you agree to this request?

"Northern tilt!" Shen Zhiyu was instantly irritated: "You...don't keep thinking like this!"

Xia Beiqing fell silent.

Shen Zhiyu looked down at the young man's indifferent face, and could only use the method he least wanted to use.

"I haven't told you about your suicide, brother Che and classmate Yun Ci, they must be very busy, and you don't want them to worry about you, running back and forth, right?"

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing suddenly raised his head and stared at Shen Zhiyu coldly.

Under the young man's scrutinizing gaze, Shen Zhiyu continued, "If you don't eat obediently, I will tell them about it."

Shen Zhiyu picked up the pen beside him, his hands were shaking with anger.

——Teacher Shen, are you threatening me?

"Yes." Shen Zhiyu admitted frankly: "If you think it's a threat, then it is a threat."