Jiang Lan's mind was always confused. She didn't know how to get divorced or how to get the divorce certificate.

When she came out, she already had a divorce certificate in her hand.

While she was still in a daze, Lu Jingchi had already driven away in his car and disappeared into the heavy rain without looking back.

She stared blankly at the divorce certificate in her hand, feeling that it was like a dream. When she woke up from the dream, Lu Jingchi no longer wanted her.

It was raining, and she stood under the eaves, watching the rain pour down.

She was just left behind.

Jiang Lan didn't cry, it wasn't that she couldn't cry.

It was when she touched the divorce certificate that she still felt it was not real enough, making it difficult for her to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Seeing a chair next to her, she walked to the chair and sat down. The cold wind roared under the eaves, blowing the rain outside the eaves in and falling on her face.

Feeling the coldness of winter, she suddenly realized that it was already winter.

In the winter in Lin'an, it always rains constantly, and it rains every day.

She fell asleep, as if she had missed a winter.

It wasn't just winter that made her feel empty, reminding her that she had missed a lot.

Jiang Lan held the divorce certificate and sat helplessly at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, like an abandoned puppy.

She didn't even know where to go.

After a while, a black Volkswagen stopped next to her, and a man ran out of it.

"Young madam, why are you sitting here?"

Jiang Lan looked at him blankly and looked at him carefully. He felt familiar but couldn't remember who he was.

The man said anxiously: "I am Dr. Hu, do you remember?"

Doctor Hu looked at her dull face, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, but her eyes were still empty and confused.

"You...don't remember me?"

Jiang Lan stared at him for a long time, but finally did not recognize him. She shook her head slightly to express that she did not recognize him.

Doctor Hu held his forehead and sighed, "It's over now, why did it get worse so quickly?"

He was talking to himself, Jiang Lan frowned, not understanding a word.

Dr. Hu paced back and forth in front of her and muttered: "It must be the past few days, the hunger strike, the cutting of the wrists, and the excessive sadness that have aggravated the condition. Otherwise, go to the hospital for a check-up."

Jiang Lan's eyes flashed, was he talking about her?

Hunger strike, slit wrists...why didn't she know?

Subconsciously, she looked down at her wrist. The snow-white gauze had been dyed red and turned into red cloth. When she pressed it upward, she could still see blood stains on her fingertips.

As if to confirm something, she untied the gauze and endured the pain to pull it off.

——A hideous wound suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the middle of the wound was filled with medicinal powder, but it was wet with blood and became a little sticky.

It is not difficult to imagine that this was cut with a sharp weapon.

Did she really slit her wrists?

Why is she doing this?

When Dr. Hu turned around, he saw her staring blankly at her wound. He was so frightened that he ran over and squatted down in front of her.

"Madam, why did you pull off the gauze? It will cause infection." Dr. Hu touched it from his arms. Fortunately, he had a roll of gauze with him.

He took Jiang Lan's hand and bandaged her wound again.

Dr. Hu raised his head, looking a little at a loss for words. He opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know where to start.

"Madam, do you still remember what disease you have?"
Chapter completed!