Because of the new situation, a total of three ambulances arrived, one to transport the hapless actor, one to transport the driver who was more injured than the actor, and the last one to transport Chi Zhao and Qi Yuyang. .
There was no one else here, and so many people saw Qi Yuyang talking to Chi Zhao, so when the doctor was looking for an accompanying family member, Chi Zhao followed. When he arrived at the hospital, he was in a mess again. Fortunately, Qi Yuyang was the highest VIP in this hospital. He did all the examinations and made sure he was fine. The staff of the hospital sent him directly to the top ward at the highest level of the hospital. .
With good facilities and strong security, Chi Zhao is not afraid of paparazzi coming in.
However, even if there is no paparazzi, it is useless.
Just now there was such a big noise downstairs in the apartment that almost all the onlookers saw Qi Yuyang fall on him. Now the photos and videos must be on the net. You don't need to look at Chi Zhao to know what they are talking about.
#Shock! Well-known little fresh meat and men hug and hug in the street#
#Xue Qing is gay? ! The rooftop is overcrowded again#
#Xue Qing's love affair was exposed, and it was him! #
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Chi Zhao didn't bother to look at those messy things. He was standing in front of Qi Yuyang's hospital bed, silently lowering his head to listen to training.
"How can you make your body like this? Look at it, malnutrition, severe lack of sleep, and arrhythmia. Even if you have money, you can't abuse your body like this! As a family member, you won't even look at it. Does he have some?!"
The old expert's momentum was too strong, and Chi Zhao asked speechless in an instant. After two seconds, he reacted, "No, I am not his family..."
The gray-haired old expert glanced suspiciously at him, "Not a family member, what is that, colleague? But are you not a star?"
Chi Zhao thought about it tangledly, "Neither are colleagues, we are classmates."
The old expert frowned and looked at Chi Zhao. It took about a minute before he smiled unclearly, as if he had discovered the relationship between them.
"Don't follow me in this suit."
Chi Zhao: "...???"
The old expert sneered, "Have you quarreled? He became like this because he was arguing with you?"
The old expert showed a triumphant expression of "I haven't seen any scenes, and I haven't experienced any storms". He shook his head in disapproval, and then said earnestly: "Young people, angry, quarrels are inevitable when you are in love. This is all trivial and normal. But no matter how noisy you are, you can't help but take your own health seriously. Look, toss and toss, and toss yourself into the hospital, right?"
Chi Zhao opened his mouth blankly, "No, I..."
"Okay," the old expert waved his hand again and again, "Don't explain. Explaining is covering up, covering up is the fact. I understand the truth. My grandson often says that. Just look at him. He is too frightened, plus I have poor physical fitness and low blood sugar, so I fainted. I should be able to wake up in a few hours. When the medicine is out, press the nurse's bell, and the nurse will help you to change the new medicine. Observe tonight. , I will come back tomorrow morning, and if nothing happens tomorrow, you can leave."
After speaking, the old expert turned around and walked out for a few steps. He turned his head back sharply and looked at Chi Zhao reproachfully: "No more quarrels! Can't you just settle it calmly and calmly if you are a young couple now? Hey, I can't say."
Chi Zhao: "..."
The old expert left with sorrow. Chi Zhao looked at the closed door and then at Qi Yuyang who was still lying on the hospital bed unconsciously. He sighed and walked to him.
If the doctor didn't say anything, Chi Zhao really hadn't noticed it. If you look at it at this time, you will find that Qi Yuyang's chin has become a little bit sharper, and his eyes also have a very pale bluish black.
Malnutrition, severe lack of sleep, irregular heartbeat...
He could see Qi Yuyang every day, but every time he didn't notice, was his observation power too low, or Qi Yuyang kept hiding from himself?
Pulling a chair, Chi Zhao sat down slowly, silently looking at Qi Yuyang's face. No matter how masculine and healthy people are, as long as they put on this hospital gown and lie down on this hospital bed, they will instantly lose all their vitality. At this time, Qi Yuyang closed his eyes, his cheeks showed an unhealthy, sick color, and his lips Dry and peeled, revealing a fragile and helpless taste.
Chi Zhao looked at him for a long time, and then heard the sound of the ward door being opened.
The visitor was Qi Yuyang's subordinate. As soon as Qi Yuyang was hospitalized, the hospital contacted his emergency contact. Qi Yuyang has not been to the hospital for half a year, so the emergency contact has not been updated. An emergency contact is the person who needs to be notified first when his life is in danger. This person is usually a lover or a parent, and no matter how bad, there are children.
But Qi Yuyang's emergency contact was not related to him in any way, and all depended on Qi Yuyang's money hired men.
Chi Zhao turned his head, and the moment he saw his subordinates, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, and then stood up: "The doctor said it was all right, it was just too scared."
He didn't ask how he was too frightened, he just nodded, "Mr. Xue is causing trouble."
Chi Zhao was speechless for a while, and his subordinates were also a taciturn person. Chi Zhao didn't speak, he just stood there, and didn't mean to speak. The atmosphere in the ward became more and more awkward, and Chi Zhao was silent , Finally broke the deadlock here: "How long have you been with Qi Yuyang."
The subordinate answered quickly: "Two years."
"Then, has he had this situation before?"
The subordinates didn't quite understand, "Mr. Xue, what kind of situation are you talking about?"
"It's malnutrition, severe lack of sleep, irregular heartbeat..."
Chi Zhao repeated what the old expert told him just now. After a while, his subordinates nodded affirmatively, "Yes."
Hearing this answer, Chi Zhao felt relieved. In other words, this symptom is indirectly caused by headache and insomnia, rather than a new symptom that only appeared in a while.
Chi Zhaogang relaxed, and his subordinates spoke again, "However, in the past, Mr. Qi was only slightly unable to eat and had difficulty falling asleep. It was not like the previous few days when he couldn't eat a meal, and he couldn't sleep well even if he couldn't sleep well. I have not heard of an irregular heart rhythm."
Chi Zhao: "..."
Although he didn't say anything about Chi Zhao, Chi Zhao just felt that this subordinate was insinuating. He was silent, and replied dryly: "Oh, this way, I know."
The subordinate smiled slightly, "Then you sit down first, and I will go through the formalities for President Qi."
The subordinates went out, and Chi Zhao was silent for a moment. He turned his head and looked down at Qi Yuyang's face. He took two steps forward, moving his eyes from his face to the hand where the infusion tube was inserted.
Because the liquid was being delivered, the blue veins on his hand were more obvious than usual. Chi Zhao tried the body temperature on the back of Qi Yuyang's hand and found that it was cold.
During the infusion, it felt colder than usual. Chi Zhao carefully stuffed his arm in, covering the quilt carefully, fearing that it might be pressed into the eye of the needle.
After doing this, Chi Zhao straightened up. He turned around and wanted to go out. Suddenly, his wrist was caught.
Chi Zhao turned his head, Qi Yuyang didn't know when he opened his eyes, and was staring at him without blinking.
Chi Zhao pursed his lips. He pointed to the outside, "I'm not going. I'll ask the nurse. You have to hang a few bottles tonight."
Originally thought that Qi Yuyang should be released after saying this, but the latter didn't mean to let go, on the contrary, he even stepped up his efforts.
Chi Zhao caught a glimpse of the stretched up needle tube, and was anxious, "Let go! Do you want to puncture the blood vessel!"
He stretched out his free hand to break Qi Yuyang's arm, and then pulled the shackles like pliers away, looking at Qi Yuyang, Chi Zhao helplessly, he was quiet, and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't Will leave."
When you are sick, it is the most vulnerable time when you are lying in the hospital. Even if you are lying on a hospital bed inlaid with gold, if you don't have anyone around you who care about yourself, it must be very sad.
Qi Yuyang has no relatives, and obviously, his illness has not been cured yet, that is to say, he still relieves his headache, then he should stay, if he stays, Qi Yuyang can live better.
This was Chi Zhao's thoughts, and Qi Yuyang didn't care about what Chi Zhao left behind. He only heard "today".
Qi Yuyang's chapped lips moved. After a while, Chi Zhao heard an unusually hoarse voice from his throat, "...what about tomorrow?"
Chi Zhao looked at him silently, Qi Yuyang met his gaze without giving up, Chi Zhao's heart was aching, and his body acted before his brain.
He nodded, "Well, don't go."
When I asked the question, Qi Yuyang's expression was still calm, but after hearing Chi Zhao's answer, he suddenly became excited with naked eyes, his eyes flashed with light that Chi Zhao had never seen before, and he held up his body to want Sitting up, how could Chi Zhao dare to make him move? He pressed him on the bed and then shook the bed to a similar angle. Chi Zhao straightened up and looked at Qi Yuyang again. At that time, the latter was almost calm. I just said something with a little unignorable trill, "If you don't leave tomorrow, then...will you leave?"
This time Chi Zhao didn't answer so quickly. He pursed his lips, tilted his head to one side, and looked out the window like a bell. This is the highest floor of the hospital. You can see the landmark buildings in the city center in the distance. On the Ferris wheel, Chi Zhao replied in a low voice: "It's not good."
It's not good.
An unsure answer made Qi Yuyang laugh uncontrollably. The successor to the entertainment industry and the boss of Jiayu Culture lay on the hospital bed with such a silly smile. Chi Zhao felt speechless when he saw it, but at the same time , There was still a sour, astringent, warm feeling in his heart wandering.
Xue Qing's expression was no longer so cold. When he looked at himself, his eyes seemed to show the warmth he had shown to Cheng Ran. Qi Yuyang heard him ask, "What are you laughing at?"
Qi Yuyang shook his head. He had just woke up at this time, his body was still very weak, and he always felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.
Excessive fright, coupled with irregular heartbeat, almost turned into a heart attack. Fortunately, Qi Yuyang didn't have a heart disease. This was just a few mild symptoms, but he must pay attention to his body in the future, otherwise he might really have a heart attack someday.
Chi Zhao looked around, trying to pour Qi Yuyang a glass of water, but he just took a step, and a big hand grabbed him tightly, Chi Zhao helplessly, "I already said, I won't go."
"I know."
Qi Yuyang raised his head and looked at Chi Zhao, who was well dressed and meticulous in his hair, "You..."
His voice was too small for Chi Zhao to hear clearly. He could only bow slightly and looked at Qi Yuyang with a questioning gaze, and motioned to him to say it again. Qi Yuyang looked into Chi Zhao's eyes and made his request with difficulty, "You Can you... kiss me?"
Chi Zhao opened his eyes slightly, his expression was two points of astonishment. Qi Yuyang was still looking at him eagerly, without any intention to withdraw his request. Every man understands the principle of hitting the iron while it is hot, and finally Xue Qing's attitude has softened. He must seize this opportunity.
While his mind is firm, inevitably, he is also a little nervous. In his vision, Xue Qing would reject him mercilessly 80%, 10% tactfully reject him, and 10%. , May promise him.
Don't say 10%, even if it is 1% or 0.1%, Qi Yuyang will try it. He can't help thinking in his heart that if Xue Qing agrees to him, he will kiss his face. , Will still kiss his forehead.
No matter where it is, as long as he agrees. Even if it was just a sympathetic kiss without any sex.
Xue Qing's expression slowly changed. The moment he approached him, Qi Yuyang almost went into shock. He sat stiff and excited on the bed, waiting for the angel dedicated to him, to present him clean and pure, like a favor. The usual kiss.
When only two centimeters away from Qi Yuyang, Xue Qing closed his eyes gently. He bent over, raised his head, and put the pale blood lips on Qi Yuyang's two thin lips, warm and moist. Feeling heard, Qi Yuyang looked at Xue Qing, who was close to him, and suddenly understood why every screenwriter had to create an icy, jade-like, and aloof-like character when writing a script.
Because such a person can most arouse a man's heartfelt, crazy desire to conquer.