Because of this new turn of events, a total of three ambulances arrived. One was to transport the damned male actor, one was to transport the driver who was more seriously injured than the actor, and the last one was to transport Chi Zhao and Qi Yuyang.
There was no one else around and many people saw Qi Yuyang talking to Chi Zhao so when the doctor looked for a member of his family to accompany him, only Chi Zhao could step forward. When they arrived at the hospital, it was chaotic again. Fortunately, Qi Yuyang was a VIP guest of this hospital, so all the examinations were done very thoroughly to ensure that he was fine and he was then sent directly to the best ward on the top floor.
With good facilities and strong security, Chi Zhao wasn't afraid of paparazzi sneaking in.
But even if there weren't any paparazzi, the situation had gone out of his control.
Just now, the commotion downstairs was too loud and almost all the onlookers saw Qi Yuyang collapse onto him. Photos and videos of that moment must be shared like crazy online right now. Without needing to check, Chi Zhao could guess what they must be saying.
#Shock! Well known actor and a man hugging in the street#
#Xue Qing is gay?! The entertainment circle is once again filled with them#
#Xue Qing's love affair exposed. The partner is actually him!#
.....
Chi Zhao was in no mood to check those nonsense posts. He stood in front of Qi Yuyang's bed, silently listening to the scolding with his head bowed.
"How can you let him become like this? Look at it. Malnutrition, severe lack of sleep and also arrythmia. Even if you have money, you can't abuse your body like this! As a member of the family, you can't even take care of him?!"
The elderly specialist's momentum was too strong, making Chi Zhao unable to speak up for himself. It took him a few seconds to recover, "No, I'm not his family….."
The grey-haired specialist looked at him up and down suspiciously, "If you're not his family then what are you? A colleague? But aren't you a celebrity?"
Chi Zhao thought for a while, "Not a colleague. We're classmates."
The elderly specialist furrowed his brows. About a minute later, he smiled meaningfully, as if he had figured out the relationship between them.
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"Don't play that trick on me."
Chi Zhao: "...…???"
The elderly specialist sneered, "Did you fight? He became like this because you two fought, didn't he?"
The elderly specialist revealed a smug expression that seemed to say 'What haven't I seen before?' and he then shook his head disapprovingly, "Young people are always temperamental so getting into arguments with your significant other is unavoidable. These are all trivial things and it's very normal but no matter how you argue, you should still take your health more seriously. Look at this. After all of that pushing and pulling, didn't you end up in the hospital?"
Chi Zhao dumbly tried to explain, "No, we..."
"Okay, okay, okay." The elderly specialist waved his hand, "No need to explain. Explaining is concealing and concealing is hiding the truth. Even I understand this. Just look after him properly. He has received too much shock and, with his poor physical condition and low blood sugar, it's not a surprise for him to faint. He should wake up after a few hours. When the drip is out, press the bell to call for the nurse. The nurse will help you change to a new one. We will observe him for the night and if all is well tomorrow, he can leave."
After saying this, the specialist turned and walked out. After taking a few steps, he turned back and reprimanded Chi Zhao reproachfully, "Don't argue anymore! No matter how big the matter is, can't you just sit down and calmly solve it together? Young couples these days. Haa, it's so hard."
Chi Zhao: "..."
The elderly specialist finally left. Chi Zhao looked at the closed door and then at Qi Yuyang who was still lying on the hospital bed, unconscious. He sighed and slowly approached Qi Yuyang's bed.
If the doctor didn't say anything, Chi Zhao wouldn't have noticed it. Looking at him more closely now, he saw that Qi Yuyang's chin had indeed become a little sharper and his eyes also had a bluish-purple patch underneath.
Malnutrition, severe lack of sleep, arrythmia….
He saw Qi Yuyang basically every day, but he hadn't noticed it. Was his observation power too low or was Qi Yuyang very good at hiding it from him?
Pulling over a chair, Chi Zhao slowly sat down and silently looked at Qi Yuyang's face. No matter how strong and healthy one may be, as long they are wearing a hospital gown and is lying on a hospital bed, they would instantly appear a lot frailer. At this moment, Qi Yuyang laid there with his eyes closed, his cheeks an unhealthily sick colour and his lips dry and flakey.
Chi Zhao watched over him for a long time until he heard the sound of the door opening.
The visitor was Qi Yuyang subordinate. Immediately after hospitalising Qi Yuyang, the hospital had contacted Qi Yuyang's emergency contact. Qi Yuyang hadn't been to the hospital for about half a year so the emergency contact details hadn't been updated. Usually, one's emergency contact would be their lover or relative and, if both were not possible, then their children.
But Qi Yuyang's emergency contact was a person who was not related to him in any way and was just hired with money.
Chi Zhao turned around and let out a small sigh inside when he saw the subordinate. He then stood up, "The doctor said he's fine, just received a scare."
The subordinate didn't ask why he was scared and just nodded, "We've troubled Mr. Xue."
Chi Zhao was rendered speechless for a moment. To think that his subordinate was also such a taciturn person. Chi Zhao didn't speak, and he just continued to stand there with no intentions to speak either. Minutes and seconds passed. Gradually, the atmosphere in the ward grew more and more awkward. In the end, Chi Zhao finally broke the deadlock, "How long have you been with Qi Yuyang?"
The subordinate answered quickly, "Two years."
"Then, has something like this happened before?"
The subordinate didn't quite understand, "Mr. Xue, what kind of situation are you referring to?"
"As in malnutrition, lack of sleep, arrythmia..."
Chi Zhao listed out all the findings the doctor said just now. The subordinate thought back for a while and finally nodded with certainty, "Yes."
Hearing this answer, Chi Zhao was relieved. It basically meant that these symptoms were indirectly caused by the headache and insomnia and not something that had recently developed.
Just as Chi Zhao was feeling relieved, the subordinate spoke up again, "But in the past, President Qi only had a mildly poor appetite and just had some difficulty falling asleep. It wasn't like the past few days where he couldn't eat a single bite and couldn't sleep at all. As for the arrhythmia, that also was never a problem."
Chi Zhao: "..."
Although he hadn't said anything specifically about Chi Zhao, Chi Zhao felt that this subordinate was talking about him. He was silent for a moment before answering awkwardly, "Oh, I see. I understand."
The subordinate smiled, "Then please take a seat. I will help handle President Qi's paperwork."
The subordinate left, leaving Chi Zhao to mull in silence alone. He then turned and directed his gaze at Qi Yuyang's face. His gaze travelled over his face and finally stopped at the hand where the infusion tube was inserted.
Because it was in the middle of infusing, the veins on his hand were more obvious than usual. Chi Zhao tested the temperature of the back of Qi Yuyang's hand and found that it was cold.
During the infusion, it can feel colder than usual. Chi Zhao carefully stuffed his arm under the sheets, fearing that it may accidentally press down onto the needle.
After doing this, Chi Zhao straightened up and turned to leave. At this moment, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Chi Zhao turned. Qi Yuyang had opened his eyes at some unknown point in time and was looking at him unblinkingly.
Chi Zhao pursed his lips and pointed outside, "I'm not leaving. I'm just leaving to ask the nurse how many more infusions you will need tonight."
He had originally thought that Qi Yuyang would release him after saying this, but the latter showed no intentions to do that. On the contrary, his grip had tightened a little more.
Chi Zhao caught a glimpse of the taut infusion tube and got very anxious, "Let go! Do you want to rip the needle out?!"
He used his other free hand to pry Qi Yuyang's hand off. Looking at Qi Yuyang, Chi Zhao felt helpless. He fell silent for a moment and said in a small voice, "Don't worry, I won't leave today."
One is at their most vulnerable state when they are sick. This is even more the case when you are hospitalised. Even if you are lying on a bed made of gold, if you don't have anyone around you who cares about you, it is a very sad and unfortunate thing.
Qi Yuyang had no relatives and his illness has also not yet been cured so if he could help relieve his headache by staying behind, he should at least stay to make it easier for Qi Yuyang.
Those were Chi Zhao's thoughts. Qi Yuyang however didn't pay any attention anything he said apart from the word "today".
Qi Yuyang's chapped lips moved. A moment later, Chi Zhao heard an unusually hoarse voice from his throat, "…..What about tomorrow?"
Chi Zhao looked at him silently and Qi Yuyang met his gaze, not giving in. Chi Zhao was a little flustered and his body acted before his brain could think.
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He nodded, "I won't go."
When he asked the question just now, Qi Yuyang was still calm but the moment he heard Chi Zhao's answer, his expression visibly turned excited and his eyes brightened. He supported his upper body up and began to sit up but how could Chi Zhao let him do that? He pressed him back in bed and helped raise the bed angle for Qi Yuyang instead before straightening up again. When he looked at Qi Yuyang again, the latter had almost completely calmed back down. He asked again with a tremble in the voice that couldn't be ignored, "If you won't leave tomorrow then….will you leave after that?"
Chi Zhao didn't answer quickly this time. He pursed his lips, tilted his head to one side and looked out the window. They were currently on the highest floor of the hospital and you could see the city's large Ferris wheel in the distance. Chi Zhao answer in a low voice, "Hard to say."
Hard to say.
This uncertain answer made Qi Yuyang let out a laugh. Seeing the successor of the entertainment industry and the boss of Jiayu Culture sit in a hospital bed with such a silly grin on his face, Chi Zhao was speechless. At the same time, he also felt a sour and warm feeling in his heart.
Xue Qing's expression was no longer cold and indifferent. When he looked at him, those eyes seemed to show the same warmth he once showed to Cheng Ran. Qi Yuyang heard him ask, "What are you laughing at?"
Qi Yuyang shook his head. He had only just woken up and his body was still very week so his breathing was a little difficult.
Excessive shock coupled with arrhythmia almost resulted in a heart attack. Fortunately, Qi Yuyang didn't have any heart problems and those were just mild symptoms but he must pay attention to his health in the future lest an actual heart attack really happens.
Chi Zhao looked around, wanting to pour Qi Yuyang a glass of water, but when he just took a step, a hand grabbed onto him. Chi Zhao was helpless, "I already said, I won't leave."
"I know."
Qi Yuyang looked up at the meticulously dressed Chi Zhao. "You...."
His voice was too small, and Chi Zhao couldn't hear. He could only bend down slightly and look on with a questioning gaze to tell him to repeat it again. Qi Yuyang looked into Chi Zhao's eyes and hesitantly made his request, "Can you.....kiss me?"
Chi Zhao's eyes widened slightly. His expression carried two parts surprise. Qi Yuyang was still looking at him expectantly and had no intention to take back this request. Any normal person understood the principle of striking the iron while it is hot. With Xue Qing's attitude finally softening, he must seize this opportunity.
While his mind was firm, he was also inevitably a little nervous. In his mind, he felt that there was an 80% chance of Xue Qing mercilessly rejecting him, a 10% chance of him tactfully rejecting him and a 10% chance of him agreeing.
Not to mention 10%, even if there is only a 1% or 0.1% chance, Qi Yuyang was willing to give it a try. He couldn't help but wonder inside if Xue Qing would kiss his face or his forehead if he really agreed.
No matter where it was, it was fine as long as he agreed. It was fine even if it was just a kiss out of sympathy that carried no other emotions.
Xue Qing's expression slowly changed. When he saw him slowly approach him, Qi Yuyang almost went into shock. He sat there in bed both stiff and excited, waiting for his angel to present him a clean and pure kiss.
When he was two centimetres away from Qi Yuyang, Xue Qing gently closed his eyes. He bent down, raised his head and pressed his pale lips against Qi Yuyang's thin lips. It was both warm and moist. Qi Yuyang looked at Xue Qing who was at such a close proximity and suddenly understood why every screenwriter had to create an icy, jade-like, aloof character in all their scripts.
It was because people like this can arouse a man's heartfelt and crazy desire to conquer.