Jiang Ji rushed to the hospital, pushed open the door and walked into the ward, but the person lying on Jiang Bei's bed had become someone else.
Just as he was about to walk up to ask what was going on, his cell phone rang.
The call was from Qin Qingzhuo and Jiang Ji picked up the phone.
"Have you arrived?" Qin Qingzhuo asked on the phone.
"Just arrived." Jiang Ji said.
"I just called you, but you might have been riding your bike and didn't answer. Come directly to the 11th floor. I'll ask someone to change Jiang Bei's ward."
Jiang Ji responded, hung up the phone and walked towards the elevator.
Compared to the noisy and bustling wards downstairs, the eleventh floor is extremely quiet.
When Jiang Ji walked out of the elevator, Qin Qingzhuo was already waiting at the elevator door, leaning against the windowsill as if thinking about something.
The elevator door opened, and he looked up at Jiang Ji with no expression on his face: "You are really good at lying."
Jiang Ji walked up to him, lowered his head slightly and touched his lips: "Are you angry?"
The words he was about to say got stuck in his throat. Qin Qingzhuo subconsciously looked up at the camera on the corner of the wall above his head and reminded: "Be careful, there is a camera."
Jiang Ji didn't pay attention to the camera and looked at him innocently: "Is this considered kissing in the street?"
Qin Qingzhuo didn't know what to say. He thought that if Jiang Ji was just a contracted artist of his studio, he would probably have a headache now. But he was also his boyfriend and he just fell for it.
He sighed: "Let's go to the ward first."
Jiang Ji followed him to the ward: "You've been here for a long time?"
"Not too long. I arrived half an hour earlier than you."
The high-rise ward area has an access control system. Qin Qingzhuo raised his hand to swipe the card. "I have asked Jiang Bei about the relevant situation. She said that she voluntarily accepted the interview because she didn't want others to scold you, and she didn't want you to fail to become a star because of her. The idea of a child is really..." Qin Qingzhuo didn't finish his words and shook his head helplessly. "She suddenly wanted to leave Yancheng yesterday. It should be because of this reason, right?"
Jiang Ji hummed, then frowned after a moment and said, "That reporter, I clearly took him out."
"Entertainment reporters are like this, omnipresent, and they can think of any tricks to create a hot topic. Li Zi has already gone to the entire network to deal with this video, trying not to let it spread too widely." Approaching Jiang Bei's ward, Qin Qingzhuo pressed the door handle and pushed open the door.
He went out to pick up Jiang Ji only a few minutes ago. During this time, Jiang Bei had fallen asleep.
Jiang Bei was sleeping with his face turned to the side, breathing evenly, the baby fat on his cheeks more obvious, his usual coldness was gone, at this moment he looked like a child who knew nothing about the world, even more immature than an eight-year-old.
Two people leaned against the window, looking at the sick Jiang Bei.
"So Jiang Bei isn't your biological sister," Qin Qingzhuo asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Forgot," Jiang Ji said, "There's no need to say anything."
After looking at Jiang Bei for a while, Qin Qingzhuo looked away and asked, "What disease does Jiang Bei have?"
"A kind of kidney disease." Jiang Ji took out his mobile phone, touched the screen a few times, and handed it to Qin Qingzhuo, "Look at this."