The next day, Zhou Yanqing woke up to the sound of noisy footsteps outside the ward.
He blinked his sore eyes and wanted to sit up, moved his neck a little, and a severe dizziness hit him, he had no choice but to relax his neck and fell back into the pillow, and then there was a burst of needle-like stinging pain on the outer layer of his scalp .
Zhou Yan clenched his teeth in pain, and it took several seconds to recover, and he was completely awake.
The gleaming white ceiling came into his eyes, and the pungent smell of disinfectant entered his nostrils. He was dazedly aware that he was in the hospital, lying on a hospital bed.
Bearing the dizziness and pain, Zhou Yanqing turned his head slightly, and saw a black head lying on the edge of his bed. From his angle, he could only see the top of the other's skull, but he recognized it. It's Song Yu. His eyes slowly climbed up, and then he saw Song Yu's white right hand being tightly held in his palm.
Zhou Yan was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his hand like an electric shock.
Song Yuqian sat all night, and half an hour ago he couldn't bear the tiredness and planned to lie down for a while, but fell asleep after lying down. But he has been in a light sleep state, and Zhou Yanqing's movement immediately woke him up, and when he raised his head, he met the other's blank and innocent eyes.
"Are you awake?" Song Yu moved a little closer and asked softly with a hoarse voice.
After a moment of blankness in his mind, Zhou Yanqing immediately remembered what happened yesterday, but bouts of dizziness made him unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.
He closed his eyes forcefully and then opened them again. Song Yu was still in front of him, so he asked in a low voice, "Teacher Song, is it really you?"
"Well, it's me." Song Yu replied softly.
Breathing stopped for a moment, Zhou Yan climbed up regardless of the strong discomfort, and fell back because of dizziness as soon as the upper body was supported.
Song Yu quickly grabbed Zhou Yanqing's back with quick eyesight, and carefully let him lie flat on the bed again before urging him: "Your head was injured and you got stitches, and you still have a slight concussion. The doctor said that it will take you two days Lie down and rest, tell me what you want, do you want to drink water? Or are you hungry?"
Song Yu raised his arm and looked at his watch. It was only five o'clock, but breakfast should be available.
Zhou Yanqing grabbed Song Yu's wrist and said anxiously: "I'm neither thirsty nor hungry, Mr. Song, I have something very important to say, I really didn't mean to lie to you."
Song Yu realized what Zhou Yanqing wanted to say. He also had a lot of things to ask and say.
He wants to ask, have we met before
He wanted to ask, why did he take the risk to pursue the truth for me after two lifetimes, just because he thanked me for my donation
At the same time, he also wanted to tell Zhou Yanqing about his rebirth.
But no matter what, now is not a very good time. One is that he is afraid of provoking the injured Zhou Yanqing, and the other is that he does not want Zhou Yanqing to be involved in the grievances between himself and Meng and Han. to be in danger. Zhou Yanqing had provided him with enough information, and he was able to use the information to trace the source so that Meng Shiping would never have a chance to recover. He just wanted Zhou Yanqing to recover from his injuries, and left the rest of the matter to him. .
Song Yu held Zhou Yanqing's wrist instead: "I know you won't lie to me, the most urgent thing is to heal the injury first."
Zhou Yanqing felt a little unbelievable. Although Song Yu didn't say anything when he left the company yesterday, he could tell that Song Yu didn't trust him.
What made Song Yu suddenly change his attitude? Is it because he was injured? Song Yu's face was cold and soft-hearted, but it was very possible.
Seeing Zhou Yanqing's tangled expression, Song Yu added, "Do you remember when you asked me to trust you in Wanhu Village?"
Of course Zhou Yanqing remembered, he gave a soft "hmm".
"I believe in you, and I will believe you in everything you say in the future." Song Yu replied.
The first half of the sentence is a bit hypocritical. Before he opened the notebook, he didn’t trust Zhou Yanqing very much, and his little trust was derived from his 100% distrust of Meng Shiping and Han Jin, just like the enemy’s enemy is Friends are that simple. But the second half of the sentence is a heartfelt promise that he will not only surrender his 100% trust in the future, but also do more things to repay Zhou Yanqing's heavy "kindness".
Yesterday's predicament was suddenly solved, Zhou Yanqing couldn't believe it: "Do you really believe me?"
"Really." Song Yu nodded heavily.
Zhou Yan's hanging heart sank heavily, and he had no time to think about why Song Yu suddenly changed his attitude. In the past few minutes, he had been thinking hard about how to speak to Song Yu so that he could convince him that he was reborn after two years. He came, but now he has changed his mind. Since Song Yu believes in him, he is not in a hurry to talk about it. He should find a way to let Song Yu know that the post is caused by Meng Shiping. Be wary of Meng Shiping.
Seeing Zhou Yanqing's pale lips and clear eyes, Song Yu said in a low voice: "It's still early, you can sleep again, or I'll go out and buy you some breakfast now, and you can go to bed after eating?"
"No, no need." Zhou Yan lightly grabbed Song Yu's sleeve, staring at Song Yu's bloodshot eyes without blinking, "Mr. Song, did you send me to the hospital?"
"no."
Song Yu shook his head guiltily, told him what happened after Zhou Yanqing was attacked last night, and carefully asked him: "Do you still remember the appearance of the person who attacked you last night?"
Recalling what happened last night, Zhou Yanqing's clear eyes darkened, and he murmured in a low voice: "Remember, it's my dad..."
Song Yu immediately understood that last night was not just a simple robbery.
A look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he didn't want Zhou Yanqing to repeat what happened last night: "Go to bed first, the police from the police station will come back to record statements after dawn, can you tell them then? If you don't want them to know It's your father's words..."
"No, I hope they know." Zhou Yanqing understands Song Yu's meaning, but he has no father-son affection for Zhou Bang. Not all parents in this world love their children. Bang's shameless act. Moreover, Zhou Bang already knew that he was working in Song Yu's company, so he might pester Song Yu, even if the police station didn't come, he would take the initiative to call the police.
Zhou Yanqing's attitude was firm, but Song Yu was relieved. He gently brushed the hair on Zhou Yan's forehead, and urged, "Sleep, we will talk about it after dawn."
Song Yu stayed up all night, his eyes were red, and stubble also appeared.
Zhou Yan stared lightly at the other's tired face, how could he lie down comfortably, he patted the bed twice and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Song, I can't sleep well, why don't I get up and sit down and let you sleep."
"Hahahaha." Song Yu really couldn't hold back his laughter, "Stupid or not, if I want to sleep, there is a free hospital bed."
"Yes..." Zhou Yan's face turned hot, and he secretly pulled the quilt to cover half of his face.
"Go to sleep." Song Yu laughed.
Maybe it was because of the injury that caused him to lose energy, maybe it was because he had been worried recently, maybe it was because there was someone by his side, Zhou Yanqing fell asleep again in a daze.
He also had a dream, dreaming that he was back in high school and Song Yu became his deskmate. They discussed the unsolvable math problems with each other, discussed last night's football game, no irresponsible parents, no malicious friends, the sun was shining brightly, and everything was peaceful.
It was past eight o'clock when Zhou Yanqing woke up again. While he was asleep, Song Yu went out to buy breakfast. Soy milk, clear porridge, steamed buns, etc. were packed in thermal bags, and they were still warm.
Zhou Yanqing washed his face and changed his blood-stained clothes in embarrassment with Song Yu's help. If he hadn't strongly objected, Song Yu would even have wanted to feed him breakfast.
Just after breakfast, the dedicated police from the police station just happened to walk into the ward. Zhou Yan easily told the police what happened last night in detail.
After he left the company last night, he received a message from Monica in the elevator, who told him that there were reporters waiting outside. Because of the tidbits released in "Returning to the Garden", he showed his face in the hot search to avoid being chased and intercepted, so he followed Monica's suggestion and left from the underground parking lot.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a dry hand stretched out from behind Zhou Yanqing, covering his mouth firmly.
Zhou Yan was flustered for a moment, but soon discovered that the person behind him was Zhou Bang. Even after being imprisoned for several years, Zhou Bang's sour smell never changed.
"Let go!" Zhou Yanqing broke free from the shackles.
Zhou Bang pulled Zhou Yanqing to a dark corner, lowered his voice and said in a strange tone: "I know everything on the Internet. Let me tell you, there are reporters waiting to take pictures of you in the parking lot."
Because the parking lot of their building is electronically identified, there is a loophole. Non-registered vehicles cannot enter, but people can enter at will. Although you can't take the elevator without an employee card, if you hide in the parking lot like Zhou Bang, you won't be found.
Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Bang with disgust, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?" In fact, this question is superfluous, what else can Zhou Bang do besides asking for money.
"Hey hey, Chong Chong, don't be so mean to Dad all the time, Dad already knows he's wrong." Zhou Bang laughed like a mouse, "I know where those reporters are hiding, I'll take you out."
This is not a good place to talk, Zhou Yanqing followed Zhou Bang out of the Twin Towers with a heavy heart, and came to a nearby dark alley. At first, Zhou Bang said that he wanted two thousand yuan. After Zhou Yanqing said that he had no cash and wanted to find a place to withdraw the money, he suddenly made a fuss and refused to let Zhou Yanqing leave. Backpack.
Under the entanglement, the two had a physical conflict. Zhou Yanqing was caught off guard for a while, and was hit by Zhou Bang with a brick and fainted. He protected his backpack with the last sliver of willpower, and did not know what happened after that .
One of the older policemen couldn't help asking after hearing Zhou Yanqing's narration, "Are you sure Zhou Bang is indeed your biological father? We can help you with a paternity test."
Zhou Yan smiled wryly: "I am indeed his own."
When he was a child, he also had such doubts. He fantasized that he was a child abducted by human traffickers. Unfortunately, he fell into the hands of Zhou Bang, and his biological parents would come to him in the future. Until one day, he found his birth certificate in a corner.
The old policeman sighed, and although he couldn't bear it, he still told Zhou Yanqing, because his injuries were relatively minor, and after Zhou Bang was caught, he would be detained for 5-15 days at most.
Zhou Yan smiled slightly to express his understanding.
Song Yu leaned against the wall, quietly listening to Zhou Yanqing calmly talking about being attacked by his biological father. On the surface, it seemed that there was no emotional ups and downs, but in fact, he had been gritting his teeth and enduring anger and bitterness.
As early as when Zhou Yanqing started working, he knew from the information that Zhou Yanqing had a father who was imprisoned, but he would never have thought that Zhou Bang would be such a disrespectful relative that even his son would go to jail. Handy rogue. Compared with Zhou Yanqing, he felt that he was indulging in the mud of his father's cheating and his mother's madness, which was simply inferior.
After the policeman left, Song Yu walked to the bedside. He wanted to comfort Zhou Yanqing a few words, but after all his Adam's apple twitched, he didn't speak. The language is too pale and powerless, and Zhou Yanqing doesn't need it at all.
Song Yu stood silently for a few seconds and then sat by the hospital bed, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I want to ask for your opinion on something."