When Luo Yanqian woke up, the warm sunlight shone through the windows into the room, creating an indescribable warmth.
He sat up in confusion, looked around, is this a hospital
Thinking of what happened last night, his face changed, and he turned his head to see Xia Xichuan who was resting on the sofa, and hurriedly got out of bed to shake Xia Xichuan awake, "How is Ya Tong, is his injury serious?"
Xia Xichuan was so shocked by Luo Yanqian's actions that he couldn't sleep. He forced himself to say, "Yanqian, you are injured, please lie down on the bed."
Luo Yanqian realized that he was a little impulsive, and sat down on the sofa next to Xia Xichuan weakly, "Xichuan, is Yatong injured?"
Xia Xichuan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I just heard from the people over there that Shan Yatong is fine, just a slight concussion, maybe she is awake now."
Luo Yanqian sat on the sofa with her head in her arms, "What did the outside media say?"
After waiting for a long time, he didn't get any response from Xia Xichuan. He raised his head in confusion, but Xia Xichuan was distracted.
"Xi Chuan?" Luo Yanqian frowned, "What are you in a daze for?"
Xia Xichuan smiled and rubbed his tired eyes, "The media doesn't know about this yet. After you passed out last night, Shan Yatong lost consciousness after contacting his manager."
"You mean that Tianguan saved Yatong this time?" Luo Yanqian raised his voice in surprise. He thought he had ruined Yatong's stardom this time, but he didn't expect such a result, " Tianguan this time..." He suddenly remembered that he met Tang Ruanqing at Shan Yatong's house last time, and a faint guess popped up in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.
He stood up and pulled the white hospital gown on his body, "Let's go and see him." After walking two steps, Xia Xichuan stopped in his seat and stopped, "Xichuan, what's wrong with you?"
"Yanqian, the company issued an order last night to prohibit you from interacting with Shan Yatong, and there are still several first-line artists of Tianguan in Shan Yatong's place, even Xiao Tianwang and Lin Tianhou."
Luo Yanqian's face darkened, "Why?"
Xia Xichuan looked at Luo Yanqian helplessly, "Yanqian, Shan Yatong is a man, you had an affair with him, do you know that?"
At the beginning, this matter was suppressed by Tianguan, and it was handled relatively cleanly. Fortunately, Shan Yatong was entangled in negative scandals at the time so that it did not affect Luo Yanqian.
"Of course I know he's a man," Luo Yanqian sneered, "Go back and tell those people in the company not to meddle too much in my affairs, and I'm friends with Shan Yatong, please clarify."
"Yanqian, you are an entertainer!" Xia Xichuan's tone became stern, "We know that you and Shan Yatong are not gay, what's the use of those paparazzi are like flies that sneak in at every turn, you can write something if you don't have one." , when the time comes, you won’t be able to argue with everything, so what should you do if the description becomes darker and darker?”
"I don't care, they can write whatever they like," Luo Yanqian opened the door and looked at Xia Xichuan who was standing by the sofa, "It doesn't matter to me whether I'm an artist or not."
"You don't care, but have you thought about Shan Yatong?"
The footsteps walking out of the door stopped, the hand on the doorknob was slightly white, and he couldn't take another step forward no matter what.
"Yanqian, Shan Yatong's living environment is different from yours. In your eyes, an artist is just for fun, but this is an opportunity for Shan Yatong, who is an orphan, to stand up. If he loses this identity, he will have nothing. There are many things. You have to learn to think for the other party." Xia Xichuan looked out of the window, the sun was shining brightly outside, "Yanqian, not everyone is as lucky as you."
"If you don't go, don't go, don't use these words to impress me." Luo Yanqian closed the door and lay down on the bed, "Go back and rest now, I want to be alone for a while."
Xia Xichuan sighed softly, glanced at Luo Yanqian, closed the door, stood in the aisle and looked at the other end of the corridor.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the end of the corridor, as if he was going to visit the boy instead of Luo Yanqian.
Yang Jun walked out of the room with red eyes and saw Xia Xichuan walking towards this side. He quickly stepped forward and pulled him aside, "Are you coming to see Ya Tong?"
Xia Xichuan looked at his tired and worried face suspiciously, and nodded, "What's wrong with you, haven't you slept all night?"
"You still don't want to go in now," Yang Jun glanced at the closed door, "Now Tianguan's boss, Yatong's manager and Xiao Tianwang are all inside, Yatong hasn't woken up yet, the situation is a little bit Not good."
"Isn't it a mild concussion?" Xia Xichuan frowned, "Yan Qian has already woken up."
Yang Jun rubbed the center of his brows, and spoke with a sense of irritability, "I checked it out this morning, and said that Shan Yatong's physical fitness is too poor, and the side effects of the anesthetic are too obvious, and there may be sequelae after waking up."
Xia Xichuan was stunned. He knew that cerebral sequelae, for an artist, is like a death sentence, which makes people unable to turn over again. He frowned, "So, how likely is this now?"
"I don't know yet," Yang Jun leaned against the wall, his tone unable to conceal his tiredness, "We'll only find out after Ya Tong wakes up." He paused, looking at Xia Xichuan with bloodshot eyes, "You now It's best not to show up, I'm worried that those people will get angry." Thinking of the expressions of those people, Yang Jun's heart trembled slightly, no matter who entered that ward, he could feel the low air pressure inside.
As soon as Yang Jun finished speaking, he heard noises coming from the ward not far behind him. He immediately stood up straight, turned his head and said to Xia Xichuan, "Ya Tong may have woken up. I'll go check it out. Excuse me."
In the noisy ward, and the back of his former colleague, Xia Xichuan stood there in a daze, unable to take another step. The scenes in front of him were like a movie. He was just a spectator, and he couldn't get there anyway to their stories.
The timid boy in his memory has grown unconsciously, and even has attention that others can't imagine.
Turning around to leave the hurried place, he walked outside Luo Yanqian's ward, hesitated for a moment, but finally did not go in. The news told Luo Yanqian that the harm outweighed the good, and it would be better to tell him later.
Luo Yanqian in the ward was standing by the window sill, Shan Yatong's pretty side face and the woman hugging Shan Yatong kept appearing in his mind.
Suddenly recalling Xia Xichuan's words, he frowned, Shan Yatong is not gay, otherwise, how could he be so ambiguous with that woman.
Startled, what was he thinking, so what if Shan Yatong is not gay? Does he want Shan Yatong to be gay
Leaning weakly against the wall, Luo Yanqian seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body. Looking at the sunlight outside the window, he suddenly felt abnormally pale in his eyes.
Did he actually think so
When Shan Yatong woke up, there were several doctors and nurses standing in the ward. He tilted his head slightly and saw a few people standing on the edge of the bed. Just as he was about to sit up, he was gently held down by a nurse, "Mr. , please lie down, your brain is injured, and it is not suitable for strenuous exercise now."
Shan Yatong lay down as promised, no more unnecessary movements.
"Ya Tong, how are you feeling now, do you have a headache?" Lu Fan looked worriedly at Shan Yatong's pale face.
Shan Yatong smiled, "I'm fine."
Xiao Qi glanced at Shan Yatong's bloodless face, and asked the doctor beside him, "Can the patient eat now?"
"Yes, as long as it's not spicy food." The doctor looked at the patient on the bed and heaved a sigh of relief. Judging from the patient's waking state, there shouldn't be any sequelae.
Xiao Qi nodded, turned around and left the ward, a certain tension in his heart was loosened, walked out of the hospital, drove to the most famous porridge shop in the city, bought three flavors of porridge and hurried back to the hospital, opened the door , I saw Tang Ruanqing sitting on the sofa and saying something to Shan Yatong, who had an impatient look on his face.
Xiao Qi was stunned. In his memory, Shan Yatong always smiled gently at him, and when he saw him, he also politely called Brother Xiao. He never thought that Shan Yatong would behave so naturally in front of Tang Ruanqing.
I can't tell what I'm feeling in my heart, but it's definitely not in a good mood. Xiao Qi even walked to the edge of Shan Yatong's bed with the porridge, and covered Tang Ruanqing's sight without any trace, "You haven't eaten anything this morning, drink first. Order porridge, I heard that the porridge in Wuwei Pavilion tastes good."
Shan Yatong concealed the surprise in his heart, and wanted to sit up, Xiao Qi even stretched out a hand to support him, then put a pillow on his back, then opened the porridge box and asked, "This has the smell of mushrooms and medicinal food and five flavors, which one do you want?"
Looking at the porridge in the box, Shan Yatong looked sideways at Xiao Qizhen, "Mushroom flavor, I have always liked mushrooms."
Xiao Qi was very glad that he had bought the right flavor at any rate, and felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart. He hurriedly approached Shan Yatong with the porridge, "Eat by yourself or should I feed you?"
The corner of Shan Yatong's mouth twitched slightly, what would he look like if he was a man who wanted someone to feed him? He stretched out his hand to take the porridge box from Xiao Qizhen's hand, "I'll just do it myself, I don't have much to worry about, brother Xiao."
A warm palm landed on the top of his head and rubbed his hair. Xiao Qi said with a smile, "Don't worry about Brother Xiao, just call me Qi. If you call me that, it will make me feel very old."
Lin Yuxin, who was sitting in the corner watching the play, twitched her lips, why didn't she know when Xiao Qizhen got so close to the junior? Buy breakfast for the other party, and still go to Wuwei Pavilion, which is more than ten kilometers away from here? Now you still ask the junior to call him by his first name
From her point of view, this is a typical wolf in sheep's clothing. She looked away with a smile. Only then did Lin Yuxin realize that Tang Ruanqing, who was sitting on the other side, had an unsightly face. She looked away and lowered her head thoughtfully.