The Land Rover almost crashed into the door of the emergency building of a certain hospital.
Zhao Xiaojing screamed hysterically, clutching the leather seat tightly: "Qi Beisong! Qi Beisong--!!!"
Qi Beisong finally stepped on the brakes, jumped out of the driver's seat and went to the back seat to see Cheng Ji.
Cheng Ji was curled up on his side, nervous and uneasy, his face as pale as paper. He had been pressing his lower back all the way, but as the amount of blood loss increased, the strength in his hands also weakened, and blood oozed out from between his fingers, gradually staining the back seat.
The scene was indeed quite scary. An ordinary person would be at a loss what to do, but Young Master Qi had been naughty since he was a child and had fought with others many times, even using knives and guns when he got fierce. He had seen everything he should have seen, so he was not that panicked.
He adjusted his tone and said softly, "We're at the hospital. I'll go find someone right away. Don't worry, I'm sure everything will be fine."
He strode into the emergency building and rushed to the emergency room opposite the main entrance.
The nurse came up to him and asked what happened, and he shouted, "Help!"
"Where are the people?"
"In the car!" He pointed at the Land Rover, "Push a bed over to get him! He can't get up!"
"Unable to get up" is considered a serious injury in the emergency room's trauma classification. The nurse quickly notified the doctor, and the two walked quickly to the Land Rover, asking as they walked: "How did you get hurt?"
"Knife wound!" Qi Beisong said.
The emergency doctor observed Cheng Ji's condition, measured his blood pressure and pulse on the spot, flipped his eyelids, and said decisively: "He's going into shock!"
"Shock?" Qi Beisong asked in shock, "I think he's still awake!"
"Shock does not mean coma. The patient is usually conscious. Do you think he is very agitated? His face is pale and his breathing is rapid. These are typical early symptoms of shock." The doctor asked. "Is the car seat covered with his blood?"
Qi Beisong nodded quickly.
"That's a lot of fluid. We need to replenish it quickly." The doctor asked, "What knife caused the injury?"
Qi Beisong took out the murder weapon and said, "Three-edged spike."
"Tsk, it's a restricted knife again." The nurse said nearby, "You young people are really fooling around!"
There was a small problem with the transfer trolley. After waiting for almost a minute, it still didn't come. Qi Beisong was anxious and felt that waiting for another second would be dangerous, so he simply carried Cheng Ji out of the trolley. The doctors and nurses had no objections, and Qi Beisong carried Cheng Ji like a princess and sent him to the emergency room.
Cheng Ji's blood dripped onto the floor of the emergency room. He was numb from the pain and was only half as conscious as usual. His emotions were even more direct. He was still cursing while being held in someone's arms: "Qi Beisong, you slut, fuck your mother..."
Qi Beisong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Can't you just go into shock?"
Cheng Ji muttered: "I... I'm in your hands..."
"This matter is really related to me..." Qi Beisong originally wanted to say "It has nothing to do with me", but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that he was really the source, so he stopped explaining halfway and then swallowed his words.
"Fuck..." Cheng Ji continued.
The doctor instructed Qi Beisong to lay Cheng Ji on the emergency bed. The nurse took off Cheng Ji's down jacket and cut open his blood-soaked autumn clothes.
Cheng Ji was injured slightly below the waist, and the wound did not hit any vital parts. However, judging by the bleeding, the wound was still very deep.
The nurse pushed Qi Beisong and said, "The rescue has begun. Family members, please don't watch here. Go outside and wait!"
"I'm not a family member." Qi Beisong said, "Why can't I see it?"
Another nurse said: "It's okay for the family members to stay here first. We can help take off the patient's pants!"
"What?" Qi Beisong confirmed.
"Take off his pants so it will be easier to bandage him later!" the nurse called out, turning around to prepare instruments and medicines.
"Take them all off?" Qi Beisong asked.
"From the inside out! Take it off if you can. If you can't take it off, don't force it, use scissors to cut it off!"
“…” Qi Beisong looked at Cheng Ji, who was lying on the pillow with his eyes half open and a somewhat indifferent expression.
This was an inevitable symptom of excessive blood loss, similar to waking up from anesthesia. It was as if a thick plastic film separated him from the outside world. He could see people swaying, hear reverberant voices, and even understand what they meant, but he was no longer able to react.
Qi Beisong leaned close to his ear and said, "Did you hear that? The doctor asked me to help. I didn't do it on purpose."
Cheng Ji rolled his eyes and looked at him, as if he wanted to refuse, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to do so.
Qi Beisong quickly took off Cheng Ji's bloodstained trousers, underwear and socks, searched his trouser pockets and found nothing, so he threw everything into the big trash can.
During this process, Cheng Ji was unusually quiet, only blinking frequently. Qi Beisong was really worried that he would faint.
Qi Beisong later found out that he remembered the whole thing. He didn't move because he was powerless, he was quiet because he was embarrassed, he blinked to ease the embarrassment, and as for the feeling of having his pants taken off, there is only one word to describe it - cold.
Cheng Ji asked: "How did you feel at that time?"
"I think you have a great figure." Qi Beisong recalled, "But I was afraid you would feel cold, so I didn't dare to touch you more."
Cheng Ji was about to blush, but his eyes suddenly turned cold: "You touched it?"
"No, no, I just wiped the blood off." Qi Beisong swore.
He really acted like a gentleman at that time, and opened the quilt to cover Cheng Ji with it.
Anyone who has been to the emergency room knows that it is as tense as a field hospital, with emergencies happening from time to time. Qi Beisong was still helping others when a patient at the other end of the room suddenly stopped breathing and the doctors and nurses all gathered there, some pushing medicine and some performing CPR.
Qi Beisong was immediately dissatisfied and shouted: "You guys haven't come to save people even though you've taken off your pants?!"
A nurse was giving Cheng Ji saline solution and was also dissatisfied with Qi Beisong: "Why are you yelling here? Saving lives also has priorities! Family members, please wait outside the door. We will call you if there is anything!"
"He's in shock, why are you not in a hurry?" Qi Beisong said angrily, "Hurry up and treat his wounds!"
"Get out, get out!"
Qi Beisong was very angry. In fact, he also knew that he should not affect the normal work of medical staff, but he was just anxious.
"I won't go out. Call your dean and tell him I'm Qi Beisong!"
The nurse didn't care who he was and chased him out. The director of the emergency room heard the argument and hurried over to stop them, saying, "I know, Mr. Qi! I'll call the dean right now! Calm down first!"
The hospital director, deputy director, and director of the medical department all jogged into the emergency room. I guess even if their own fathers were sick, they wouldn't be able to run that fast.
But as soon as Qi Beisong saw those people, he regretted it. He felt that he had become like Zhao Xiaojing, who used his status and family background to bully others.
The dean was extremely fawning, always calling him "Mr. Qi" and asking how his father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, cousin, sister and brother-in-law were... It seemed as if he knew his entire family very well.
Qi Beisong felt a little ashamed and impatient, pointing at Cheng Ji and saying, "Hurry up and save him!"
The dean quickly inquired about Cheng Ji's condition. He heard that he was injured by a sharp weapon, but just bled a lot, not hurting any vital parts. Moreover, Cheng Ji was very young and did not have any chronic diseases. So he patted his chest and said, "He is in a safe here! In three days (not the day after tomorrow), I guarantee that he will be as good as before!"
"Recovered to its original state?" Qi Beisong asked.
"The wound will naturally heal slowly, but we guarantee that the patient will be able to take care of himself within a few days." The dean said, "This is really not a serious injury for our doctors, please rest assured, Mr. Qi, go outside the emergency room first! I will notify him to arrange a single room for him immediately, you can wait in the ward, the environment there is better."
Qi Beisong leaned over and whispered to Cheng Ji: "I'm going out for the time being. I'll call someone to accompany you later."
Unexpectedly, after Cheng Ji was hooked up to the IV drip, his physical strength recovered a little, but his mental strength had not yet recovered. He suddenly grabbed Qi Beisong's wrist and said hatefully: "Fuck... Don't even think about leaving..."
"What?"
Cheng Ji said: "I don't have money... Hospitalization costs money..."
Qi Beisong struggled: "Don't worry, I'll go pay the fee right away."
"You stabbed me..." Cheng Ji held on tighter, and became even more confused, "You pay the money... My mom is almost dying... You stabbed me at this time..."
"It's not me!" Qi Beisong smiled bitterly.
"I know you... Damn it..." Cheng Ji muttered, "You... You stabbed me..."
Qi Beisong asked the nurse: "Did you give him anesthesia?"
The nurse said, "No, but we will use local anesthesia for the wound debridement later!"
"What happened to him?"
"Does this child have a low alcohol tolerance?" asked the nurse.
Qi Beisong thought for a moment and said, "It seems so."
But this has nothing to do with alcohol tolerance. What is being rapidly dripped into Cheng Ji's blood vessels is glucose. I have never heard of anyone getting high from taking glucose. All I can say is that there are all kinds of birds in the forest, so it's nothing strange.
Cheng Ji probably used all his strength to catch Qi Beisong, fearing that he would run away and not pay the money.
Qi Beisong didn't have the heart to really push her away, and when he heard the nurse urging him to go out, he had to coax her: "Let me go first, otherwise how can I pay you? How can the hospital save you if you don't pay?"
Cheng Ji did not let go, and while Qi Beisong was close to him, he suddenly raised his upper body and wrapped his arms around his neck!
"Want to leave? Haha..." Cheng Ji narrowed his eyes, "... I'll kill you..."
With everyone watching, Qi Beisong was really at a loss!
Cheng Ji's hot and chaotic breath sprayed on his neck, with a bit of domineering and unreasonableness. He couldn't help but be entangled by his smell and breathing frequency.
He likes men and is full of vigor and vitality, so he can't stand this kind of thing. Although he doesn't know how many people in the world can really make his heart beat, he has always accepted all beautiful women.
There is no doubt that Cheng Ji is a beauty. No matter how fierce she is, she can make most people pale in comparison.
Therefore, Qi Beisong's reaction was direct and sensitive. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and his heart began to beat wildly in his chest. A hidden heat burst out from inside, like a straight line rushing down to his stomach.
He endured it, took Cheng Ji off his neck, and said, "Alright, alright..."
Cheng Ji said: "Fuck... it's you..."
Qi Beisong said: "It's me, I'll go pay the money!"
"No... If you want to run away..." Cheng Ji said, "You have to... You have to stay here with me..."
He didn't realize at this point that he would regret this for the rest of his life.
—In the emergency room where people were coming and going and every second counted, in front of more than a dozen medical workers, he hung on Qi Beisong with his naked buttocks and refused to let him leave, and he kept saying "fuck" in his mouth.
Then he cried, yes, he cried...
Maybe it would be better if you don't cry...
The dean acted decisively!
He has already determined that the relationship between Qi Beisong and Cheng Ji is that of a big money sponsor and a mistress. The main reason for Cheng Ji's injury was an attempted murder of love. Even if the person who did it was not Qi Beisong, it must be another mistress who was jealous of Qi Beisong. In order to save Mr. Qi's face, he must be rescued!
Several doctors and nurses rushed over to pull Cheng Ji apart, pinned him down, covered him with a blanket, fixed his limbs, connected him to instruments, gave him a sedative, and bandaged him to stop the bleeding... It was done so neatly.
The dean asked Qi Beisong to go out, but the latter stood there without moving because he wanted to wait for the reaction there. Fortunately, he was wearing a coat in winter, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing to set up a tent.
He had never been embraced like this before. It was so absurd and beyond common sense, and therefore so... exciting.
He suddenly remembered that the last time he fought with this man, he had already started to stir. He didn't pay much attention to it last time, thinking it was caused by the impact of the fist. But now he analyzed it and it turned out not to be that simple.
Would he be tough in a fight with Leijing? Definitely not.
With Wang Beifeng, Chen Chuan, and Zhao Jiarui? … Just thinking about it makes me feel sick.
With the boys from the past
There shouldn't be a fight, because no one dares to really swing a fist at him, but it's possible that they might hit his chest with their little fists.
This is actually a paradox. He likes men, is impatient with those petty sentimental things, and has a strong desire for plunder and conquest in his bones. He does not feel pleasure in conquering weak and submissive things, and must conquer something stronger, tougher, and more powerful. However, everyone becomes shy and docile in front of him.
In this era, people admire beauty, bow down to power, and prostrate themselves on the platform of money, without even caring what species is inside the body.
Only Cheng Ji, he was attacking Qi Beisong himself.
Last time he was able to make Qi Beisong angry by confrontation, and this time he was able to do it by cheating.
Qi Beisong snorted rudely and strode out. The dean, vice dean and director of the medical department followed him like bodyguards.
The dean asked, "Mr. Qi, you must be tired. Do you want to come to my office for some tea?"
Qi Beisong flatly refused and indicated that it would be enough to just save Cheng Ji.
Of course, the dean would not miss the opportunity to curry favor with him. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes," and that the single room was ready. In front of Qi Beisong, he assigned the important task of serving Cheng Ji to Ward 18, the high-risk ward, where ordinary people could not live.
Qi Beisong also rejected the suggestion to wait in the ward. He found a time to leave the crowd, walked aside and called Lei Jing, saying, "Send a few sets of clothes to the hospital. Both underwear and outerwear are needed."
Lei Jing asked: "What's wrong?"
"Cheng Ji was stabbed into the emergency room by Zhao Xiaojing." Qi Beisong said.
"Who stabbed whom?" Lei Jing couldn't understand how those two people could have any connection.
"It should have something to do with me." Qi Beisong sighed, "I didn't expect Zhao Xiaojing to act like this."
"I'll be there right away." Lei Jing said.
"Let Wang Beifeng look after Cheng Ji's mother. Cheng Ji won't be able to recover in two or three days."
"knew."
Qi Beisong hung up the phone and looked at his Land Rover. His eyes suddenly became fierce. Now he was going to deal with Zhao Xiaojing!
The author has something to say: I will update another chapter to achieve good results in the new year. Once again, I wish you all a happy new year!