Because Chu Yang and the others were filming a costume drama, there were more props and warehouses. Wang He searched six warehouses during his lunch break, and finally found Zhang Xiaole unconscious in a warehouse full of various swords.
"Xiao Le, what's wrong with you? Xiao Le!" Running over, Wang He immediately bent down and hugged Zhang Xiaole who was on the ground. Grabbing his shoulder, even through a layer of shirt, he could feel the scorching temperature of the other person's body. Raising his hand, Wang He touched Zhang Xiaole's forehead, which was also hot.
"Why is the fever so severe?" Shaking the person in his arms, he saw that Zhang Xiaole didn't respond at all, as if he had fainted from the fever. Wang He didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly picked him up and left the set.
Although the crew was outside the city, fortunately it was not far from Lincheng, so Wang He drove there and arrived at the hospital in 20 minutes. When he arrived at the hospital, Wang He immediately registered Zhang Xiaole and took Zhang Xiaole, who was unconscious, to see a doctor.
After an examination, the doctor found that Zhang Xiaole had a fever of 41 degrees. "This patient has a fever of forty-one degrees, and needs a burst of antipyretic injections. In addition, two drips for anti-inflammation. However, a full-body examination is required. Under normal circumstances, there is no inflammation in the body, so a high fever will not be so severe. , Therefore, the head and lungs must be checked!"
"Okay, let the nurse give him a fever-reducing injection first, and I'll take him for a check-up in a while!" Nodding, Wang He repeatedly agreed.
"Okay, you take him to the waiting room and wait. If his high fever persists after the injection, it's best to stay in the hospital for observation!" Looking at Wang He, the doctor gave this suggestion.
"Okay, then let's not go to the waiting room and go to the hospital directly!" Wang He knew that the waiting room is an outpatient clinic, and the outpatient infusion only has chairs and no beds, and only beds are available for inpatients. Xiao Le is now in a coma with a fever, and sitting on a chair for infusion will definitely not be comfortable, so Wang He volunteered to be hospitalized.
"Okay!" Nodding, the doctor immediately made a list for Wang He.
Wang He chose a single room for Zhang Xiaole, although it was not the most luxurious one. However, there are accompanying beds and separate toilets in the ward. Living in such a ward would be more comfortable.
Putting Zhang Xiaole in his arms on the hospital bed, Wang He wiped the sweat from his head, bent down, took off the sneakers on Zhang Xiaole's feet, and pulled the quilt over him.
About five minutes later, a young nurse walked in. "This is the patient's clothes, please change it for the family members!"
"Okay, okay!" Nodding, Wang He took a set of hospital gowns from the nurse and put them aside.
"His name is Zhang Xiaole, right? I'm going to give him a fever-reducing injection, please take off his trousers!" As she said that, the nurse took out another needle tube.
"Yes, he is Zhang Xiaole!" Nodding, Wang He got up immediately, lifted Zhang Xiaole's quilt, and untied Zhang Xiaole's belt and jeans. He took off some of Zhang Xiaole's left pants, revealing half of Zhang Xiaole's buttocks.
Seeing the other party's red, swollen, bloody buttocks, Wang He was stunned. The little nurse was also taken aback.
"You support him!" As a medical staff, the little nurse reacted first, but when she looked at Wang He again, her eyes were obviously wrong. Not as polite as before.
Wang He didn't care that the little nurse looked at him like he was looking at a pervert. After helping Zhang Xiaole on the bed and finishing the antipyretic injection, Wang He couldn't help but frowned. Before, he thought that Xiao Le's fever was due to a cold, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.
Stretching out his hand, Wang He unbuttoned Zhang Xiaole's shirt, and a large scar that shocked him immediately appeared in Wang He's sight. Unconsciously, he squeezed the hospital gown tightly in his hand, and while changing the other party's clothes, Wang He checked the other party's injuries. My heart is full of anger. Xiao Le is just a twenty-two child, who would be so cruel and beat him like this
Silently helping Zhang Xiaole change his shirt, Wang He took off the other's jeans. Looking at Zhang Xiaole's panties, Wang He thought about it, took them off too, and checked the wound on his buttocks.
Seeing the red and swollen peach-like ass from the beating, Wang He frowned. It is obvious that he was abused. Taking the patient's trousers from the side, Wang He frowned and helped Zhang Xiaole put them on.
Using the time of changing clothes, Wang He checked the unconscious Zhang Xiaole from head to toe. The result was that this little guy was not injured anywhere from head to toe. The difference is only in new injuries and old injuries. The wounds on the body and legs were fresh, and the wounds were all stained with dried blood. Some of the scars on the back, arms, feet, and head are old wounds, some are scars from cigarette burns, and some are also burns, but it is impossible to see how they were burned.
After inspecting Zhang Xiaole's injury, Wang He immediately called the doctor. The doctor checked and calmly prescribed some trauma ointment, and asked Wang He to help him apply the medicine. Very contemptuous.
Being regarded as a pervert again, Wang He was very helpless. It was also very depressing, but he didn't bother to explain this kind of thing. Moreover. Even if he tried to explain, the doctors and nurses probably wouldn't believe it.
After taking antipyretic injections and three bottles of intravenous drip, Wang He bandaged all the wounds all over his body. Zhang Xiaole finally woke up slowly at three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Xiao Le, are you awake?" Seeing that the person on the bed finally woke up, the fever subsided. Wang He secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Brother Wang?" Opened his eyes and saw Wang He sitting on a chair beside him, Zhang Xiaole called softly.
"Well, are you thirsty? Have some water?" Wang He walked over, helped Zhang Xiaole up on the hospital bed, and handed him a glass of boiled water.
"Thank you!" After receiving the water, Zhang Xiaole took a sip. Then, a pair of eyes looked at this strange place in confusion. "Brother Wang, is this place?"
"This is a hospital. You have a high fever and passed out. I brought you here!" Looking at Zhang Xiaole on the hospital bed, Wang He said seriously.
"Hospital? No, I don't live in the hospital. I want to go back, I want to go back!" Hearing that this is a hospital, Zhang Xiaole immediately put the cup in his hand aside, lifted the quilt and was about to leave, but when he saw his body In hospital clothes, Zhang Xiaole was dumbfounded. "Brother Wang, you, did you change my clothes?"
"Well, I not only changed your clothes for you, but also applied medicine for you. I wiped medicine for all the wounds on your body." Looking at Zhang Xiaole, Wang He's eyes behind his glasses narrowed slightly Get up and say the words word for word.
"Wang, Brother Wang!" Looking at Wang He with a gloomy expression, Zhang Xiaole called out in a low voice.
"Who is it? Who hit you and violated you?" Holding Zhang Xiaole's wrist, Wang He looked into the other's eyes.
"No, no, no one hit me, I accidentally fell and injured myself!" Shaking his head repeatedly, Zhang Xiaole hastily denied it.
"Is it Bai Qingyan?" Staring at Zhang Xiaole, Wang He asked again. If he remembered correctly, Zhang Xiaole told him that he was an orphan adopted by Bai Qingyan. Therefore, Wang He felt that this matter must have something to do with Bai Qingyan.
"No, no, no!" Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaole hastily denied it.
"It can be seen that you are afraid of him, but, do you want to live like this for the rest of your life? Are you beaten and bullied all your life? Why don't you resist? Why do you help him hide it? Why?" Looking at the cowardly bed on the bed incomprehensibly Zhang Xiaole, Wang He felt very confused.
"I, I..." Hearing Wang He's questioning, Zhang Xiaole cried aggrievedly.
"I, when I was twelve years old, Bai Qingyan came to our orphanage to donate supplies. He brought us a lot of delicious food, new clothes, and new stationery. We all thought he was a good person. Later, he and The dean's mother said she wanted to adopt me, and my friends envied me very much, and I was very happy to have a family. However, things were different from what I thought. He adopted me not to let me be his adopted son, but to , but asked me to make him a plaything, a male favorite..." Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole broke down in tears.
"Xiao Le!" With a soft call, Wang He patted Zhang Xiaole's back pitifully.
"On the first day I was adopted by him, he used the excuse of helping me take a bath to rape me. At that time, I was only twelve years old. I didn't dare to resist. Every time I didn't follow his wishes, he would beat me .He whipped me, burned me with wax and cigarette butts, spanked my ass with a wooden ruler, and pricked me with needles. He used all kinds of tricks to make me hurt. And I can't resist , if I resist him, I will fight harder!"
"Twelve to twenty-two years old, ten years. Why didn't you leave him? Why did you still endure these abuses?" Looking at Zhang Xiaole, Wang He asked suspiciously.
"I, I have been kept in captivity by him in the villa since I was twelve years old, as a tool for him to vent. I have never studied again. I only have five years of primary school education, and I don't even have a primary school diploma. Leaving him , I couldn’t find a job. Also, my ID card is in his hands, and I have no money. He buys me clothes and food, but he is afraid that I will run away, so he never gives me money. I have money. I, I have nothing, leaving him, I can only die!" Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole cried even more aggrieved.
"Don't cry, I'll help you find a way. As long as you want, I'll help you leave him!" Raising his hand, Wang He wiped away the tears on Zhang Xiaole's face.
"Really, really?" Zhang Xiaole asked incredulously with wide eyes.
"Of course, how could I lie to you?" With a smile, Wang He answered very positively.
"Yes, but Bai Qingyan is the film king, he is rich and powerful. We, we are just assistants, we can't beat him?" Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaole was a little scared.
"Don't worry, my second young master is also very good. As long as the second young master is willing to help you, it will be easy for you to leave Bai Qingyan!" Speaking of this, Wang He is very confident.
"But Brother Song, will he help me?" Zhang Xiaole was very worried about this.
"Yes, he is a good man!" After following Song Luo for six years, he still knows Song Luo Wang He very well.
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