He Yiming watched Su Pei's voice weak and lost consciousness in front of him. He couldn't take care of the noise around him, and couldn't wait for the ambulance, which happened to be driven by his driver. He immediately picked up Su Pei, got in the car and went straight to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.
He Yiming kept holding Su Pei's wrist and counting his pulse. I don't know if it was an illusion in his anxiety, but under Su Pei's cool skin, the pulse was so weak.
"Su Pei, can you hear me?" He Yiming kept calling his name, "Su Pei, hold on."
Su Pei was not very conscious, and he still had a painful expression on his face, but from time to time he hummed, a suppressed moan.
"Where is the discomfort?" He Yiming asked.
Su Pei murmured, "Heart..."
If it was normal, He Yiming would definitely get angry, why not tell him about such a big thing!
But now He Yiming has lost all his temper, and he is almost overwhelmed by the fear of losing Su Pei. He could only hold Su Pei in his arms, couldn't help stroking Su Pei's overly soft hair, and said over and over again, "Su Pei, it's alright, it's alright." He didn't know if he was comforting Su Pei or not Comfort yourself.
Fortunately, the driver was an old driver and was very familiar with the road. He drove into the hospital in a few minutes and immediately entered the emergency room.
He Yiming sat in the waiting area. It's almost one o'clock in the morning now. But the hospital was still brightly lit, and people came and went. From time to time, there were drunkards with broken heads passing by, and parents in a hurry with their children who had a fever in the middle of the night.
He Yiming just sat there, replaying Su Pei's illness over and over again in his mind. It turns out that some shots can really be played back in slow motion like a movie in the human mind.
The driver went to the hospital supermarket to buy some drinks and snacks, and also went to the car to pick up spare clothes.
"Mr. He," the driver gave He Yiming a drink, "I brought a spare shirt, you can go to the bathroom to change it."
Only then did He Yiming remember the bloodstains on his shirt. But he doesn't want to go anywhere now, and doesn't dare to leave the first half of the ward. He gripped the can firmly and shook his head slowly.
After a while, the doctor dealt with Su Pei and transferred him from the emergency department to the hospital for observation.
He Yiming finally heard the good news from the doctor, saying that Su Pei's symptoms have been relieved and there will be no danger to his life. He will be observed in the general ward and will have a detailed examination tomorrow.
He Yiming asked the driver to go to a nearby room to rest, and he stayed in the hospital.
He got Su Pei a single room, and he could finally guard Su Pei quietly.
When he got to the ward, He Yiming finally took off his shirt and put on a clean one. The more he looked at the bloody shirt, the angrier he became, and angrily threw it into the trash can.
He Yiming was lying on the small sofa in the ward and just kept looking at Su Pei. Su Pei lay there quietly, taking a drip, his complexion was much better than before, and he slept soundly.
The walls of the room are blue-gray, and the quilt of the hospital bed is white. In this calm and cold background, Su Pei is breathing regularly.
He Yiming just stared at Su Pei for ten minutes when his cell phone rang again. He Yiming finally answered the phone.
"Hey, Mr. He, where are you?" The tone of the caller was serious and rude.
He Yiming's mood is not as fearful and anxious as before. Now Su Pei is right in front of him. Although it can't be said that he is safe and sound, at least people are still there.
"I'm in the hospital," he said calmly. "You called, what happened."
It was He Yiming's image officer about Qingquan who called. She is a capable woman in her thirties. She has been very happy to work with He Yiming before—because He Yiming is a person with strong self-control. He was born in a famous school and likes sports. So there is no such thing as an affair. He Yiming does not have the common problems of the rich. It is Yu Qingquan's favorite client of crisis public relations.
But tonight, Yu Qingquan realized that He Yiming would also make trouble.
"Which hospital are you in now? Are you injured?" she asked several questions in a row. "You'd better get out of the hospital as soon as possible. Let's meet, and don't make any comments online."
She repeatedly told He Yiming not to speak online.
After hanging up the phone, He Yiming opened several of the most popular social a, and immediately understood what was going on.
He beat Zhang Meng at the door of the bar, attracting passers-by to watch, and Zhang Meng fell to the ground and was photographed. Then Su Pei was stimulated to suffer a heart attack. The scene was chaotic, and several students shouted "Call an ambulance!"
These photos and videos immediately exploded the Internet, and then spread more and more outrageous.
"Amazing! He Yiming beat someone!"
"It's really He Yiming."
"It's really He Yiming, this face is very clear!"
"Oh my God, there's a lot of blood. It's too serious!"
"He Yiming severely injured someone..."
"It's too scary to lie on the ground motionless. He Yiming beat people to death. It's disgusting."
"Why are there two people lying on the ground in this video? Where did He Yiming move that person?"
"He Yiming is one to two."
"I was at the scene, with my girlfriend. As soon as I came out of the bar, I heard someone shouting and beating. When I was in the past, I saw He Yiming beat one after another. It was like crazy, Ladula. Hold on, it is said that a gay man touched He Yiming."
"I heard from people in the bar that they harassed He Yiming when he was going to the toilet in the bathroom."
"He Yiming is mighty, such a person should be killed."
"I'm a straight man. I really get goosebumps when I approach this kind of person. Don't blame others for being rude if this kind of slapstick kicks the iron plate."
"Did you really kill someone?"
Half an hour later, the rumors on the Internet had changed from "He Yiming beat people" to "He Yiming beat two gays to death".
Yu Qingquan looked at the rumors that spread like a virus on the Internet, and felt that he really wanted to become a Berserker.
But at this time, He Yiming himself disappeared, and she made several calls before contacting He Yiming.
He Yiming himself did not sound nervous.
"It's all up to you," he said.
Yu Qingquan urged He Yiming to meet her quickly, but He Yiming did not respond. She began to feel that He Yiming was embarrassed.
She could only make a statement first to refute the rumor that "He Yiming beat people to death". But the incident of "He Yiming beating people" cannot be denied, cameras and mobile phones are everywhere now.
On Weibo, "He Yiming beats people" became the first hot news in the middle of the night. In addition to various rumors, Zhang Meng, who was beaten, was also recognized.
Zhang Meng wrote Xianxia novels for teenagers, so there are more teenagers fans. This group is the most bloody, and they pinch He Yiming in the middle of the night as if they were doping.
They never believed that Zhang Meng, whom they liked, would "harass" He Yiming. It must be a framed accusation by He Yiming!
The network has been pinched into a piece.
But He Yiming didn't have the heart to care about these, he just wanted to guard Su Pei.
At more than four in the morning, Su Pei woke up.
He was in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was He Yiming curled up on the sofa. The sofa was too short, and He Yiming's long legs had nowhere to rest, so he seemed to sleep very uncomfortable.
Su Pei felt a burst of guilt in his heart. He remembered that he suddenly fell ill, and it seemed that He Yiming had guarded him for the rest of the night.
He whispered "Yi Ming..." His voice was hoarse.
He Yiming opened his eyes immediately when he heard the sound. He got up and went to Su Pei's bedside and asked in a low voice, "Are you awake? How is it?"
Su Pei said, "It's okay..."
He really felt all right now, and even felt very clear-headed.
He Yiming frowned, "You have a heart attack. How can you be fine?"
Su Pei said, "I shouldn't drink and stay up late..."
He made a self-examination first, lest He Yiming scold him.
He Yiming held back. These things will be settled with Su Pei later. The most important thing now is to let Su Pei take care of himself.
He said as gently as he could, "Let's not talk about that, you have a good rest. How are you feeling now? Are you hungry?"
Su Pei slowly blushed, and He Yiming was anxious, "What's wrong? I'll call the doctor."
Su Pei whispered, "I want to go to the bathroom..."
He didn't go to the bathroom overnight, got another infusion, and now his bladder looks like it's going to explode. But he felt that his body was limp and powerless, and he wondered if it was because of the medicine the doctor gave him.
He Yiming stood him up without saying a word. Su Pei leaned against He Yiming. The neckline of his hospital gown was large.
He Yiming gritted his teeth.
Su Pei also felt a little embarrassed. It is said that he and He Yiming went to the bathroom together when they were in college, and they were both men and there was nothing to be ashamed of. But now he is like this, almost hanging on He Yiming's body, he can even feel the strength of the muscles on He Yiming's arm, and even He Yiming's breath.
They completed the process silently. Su Pei finally returned to the hospital bed with ease.
He Yiming whispered, "Go to sleep a little longer. It's still early."
Su Pei gave a "um" and said, "You didn't call my mother, did you?"
He Yiming said, "I plan to call again in the morning. It was already a little bit earlier when you entered the hospital yesterday."
Su Pei said, "don't call her now. I don't want to scare her."
He Yiming endured and did not speak.
Su Pei knew what He Yiming wanted to say. But he felt that He Yiming was the one who should be criticized by him. Now he remembered everything, including the tragic scene when Zhang Meng was beaten.
He didn't like Zhang Meng either, but He Yiming fought too hard, as if he had lost control. He thought that after so many years, He Yiming should have stopped hitting people.
But it's inappropriate to talk about it now. He was afraid that he and He Yiming would not have a chance to quarrel again.
"You stayed here all night?" Su Pei asked softly.
He Yiming said, "I'm not worried."
His words touched the softness in Su Pei's heart, and Su Pei murmured, "If only everyone in the world knew that you have this kind of tenderness..."