He Qing was lying on the bed covered in cold sweat at the moment, his lips were pale, but his cheeks were blushing, he was covering his stomach in pain, and he let out a low cry of pain unconsciously.
He was only wearing pajamas, and there was an ambiguous pink mark on the part that was unintentionally exposed. It was obviously not cold in the room, but he was breaking out in cold sweat.
Now it was late at night, Lu Linguan had left, he left food, but it was already cold, the boy couldn't eat at all.
Stomach pain, pain deep in the body, the cold wind blowing today, all these factors combined together, he developed a high fever, He Qing had a severe fever, but he still clearly knew that he must be sick.
He has a mobile phone left by Lu Linguan to contact him, and he can reach it with a slight lift of his hand, but the young man let himself tremble with pain and refused to contact him.
Anyway... living is meaningless...
The stomach hurts badly, the familiar pain made him feel like he was back when he was a child, he hid in the cabinet, but was easily found by his mother, his hungry stomach hurts, and his mother kept kicking his stomach, he hurts so much, it hurts so much …
"Mom... don't hit... don't hit..."
After forcing the door open, what Zheng Chenke saw was such a scene.
There was a bruised hickey on the neck of the person on the bed. He struggled to stretch out his hand to protect his head, closed his eyes to protect himself, and begged for mercy, "Ah Qing knew I was wrong...Ah Qing doesn't eat..."
As if his heart skipped a beat, the man strode forward and picked him up, and when he hugged him in his arms, he realized that the clothes on the boy's back were completely wet.
He Qing was completely unresponsive when he was picked up by someone. His consciousness was already unconscious. The accompanying doctor hurriedly tried to step forward for an examination, but was avoided by the man holding the boy. He quickly put him on the bed, took the quilt Cover tightly to cover those marks.
If He Qing, who loves face, knows that he is seen in such an unbearable side, he will definitely be very sad. Zheng Chenke tucked in the quilt with trembling hands, only showing the disturbed face of a teenager.
"Thirty-nine degrees nine, the temperature should be lowered immediately, first send it to the car outside..."
The doctor waved for someone to bring the stretcher, but the man stopped him. He bent down and picked him up together with the quilt, "I'll do it."
The housekeeper ran slowly, and only rushed over at this moment. When he saw the boy wrapped in the quilt, tears fell down his face instantly, "Young master!"
He ran over tremblingly, touched his hot forehead with wrinkled hands, looked at Zheng Chenke and asked him in a trembling voice, "Master, have you eaten yet?"
"He is most afraid of going hungry... His stomach hurts badly when he is hungry..."
These words whipped the man's heart like a whip dipped in salt water. He hugged the boy tightly, his voice hoarse, "I haven't had time to check yet."
The butler was walking around the room, saw the bowl next to the bed and picked it up with trembling hands, and looked at the soup with a layer of butter solidified inside, his body was trembling with anger.
"Who is it! Who is it!"
Who is it that locks people up and abuses them like this!
The butler didn't see any marks on He Qing's body, and only thought he was locked up, but that was enough to make him angry.
"We only found out the owner of the car, let's settle He Qing first."
The person in his arms kept muttering something, watching him sweat profusely, if he hadn't kicked him out, He Qing would still be the young master who picked him up by the car, how could he be kidnapped .
And being humiliated like this...
Although Zheng Chenke doesn't like to go to some occasions, but doing business is inevitable. treat.
While angry and heartbroken, he also knew that the reason why those who attacked the young man dared to do so was probably because he saw his attitude.
It can be said that he was an indirect accomplice.
Why didn't he think of it
Apart from being a young master, He Qing was also a handsome young man. Why did he drive people out like that, let him outside alone, and even made him want to commit suicide.
Zheng Chenke's face turned darker and darker when he thought that the young man would die quietly in a place he didn't know, or be played around like a scorpion like now.
J! He will make those people pay the price!
——
"The chicken soup is already warming on the stove, and I put a few ginseng whiskers in it. If there is too much, I am afraid that the young master will not be able to make up for it."
The housekeeper nodded, "Very well, remember to be careful when serving the soup later, the young master only drinks clear soup, don't take out the contents, cover it with the lid when sending it up, don't go up to freeze it."
"Yes, I'll stay here and guard, and the young master will serve soup as soon as he wakes up."
Seeing that the cook had gone, the butler went upstairs lightly, although he was still far away from He Qing's room, he was afraid that the sound of walking would wake him up.
It's not just the housekeeper, the whole house has become quiet since he brought him back, even if he was talking, he whispered, for fear that his voice would wake up the young master.
The butler went upstairs, quietly opened the door, and saw the young man lying on the bed sleeping peacefully, he breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the door carefully to come in.
At this moment, He Qing had put on clean clothes and finished grooming. The butler sat gently beside the bed, thinking that Zheng Shao refused everyone's help and groomed the boy himself, and felt a little comforted in his heart.
Although I don't know why Zheng Shao misunderstood that the young master killed his parents before, but now that Zheng Shao cares about the young master again, in the future, the young master will live as before.
The young man who was sleeping peacefully frowned uncomfortably, moved his body, and the quilt slipped off. The housekeeper quickly picked up the corner of the quilt, trying to help him cover it again, but was stunned when he saw the boy's turned up pajamas.
Where did the bruises get hurt
Since He Qing was found, Zheng Chenke has been taking care of everything. The housekeeper didn't think much about it, he just thought it was bumped somewhere. He stood up and carefully dug out the medicinal wine from the standing medicine box, ready to help the boy apply it.
Gently flipping open the pajamas, the old man's vicissitudes of hand stopped, and the tender and white waist was covered with ambiguous bruises.
This can't be from a bruise, but it looks like... the marks of being bitten...
— Bang!
The medicinal wine fell to the ground, and the young man was suddenly awakened. Like a frightened bird, he got out of the bed with bare feet and ran around in a panic. The ground was covered with broken glass from the medicinal wine. As if he couldn't feel the pain, he still looked around in panic.
"Young Master..." The housekeeper stretched out his hand in tears, but He Qing screamed, and hid in the closet as if rolling and crawling.
"He Qing!" Zheng Chenke didn't sleep all night, he guarded the boy all night, just went to get some things, when he just arrived at the door, he heard the boy's shrill and terrified screams, Zheng Chenke's heart stopped beating immediately.
Pushing open the door, there was no figure of the boy, only the housekeeper crying with grief, and glass shards all over the floor.
"Where's He Qing?" Zheng Chenke's face was ugly, his eyes were fixed on the dark red blood on the ground, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
The butler was sobbing and pounding his chest. Seeing him coming in, his wrinkled face was filled with grief, "Master, is he being..."
Zheng Chenke's face darkened, "Where is He Qing?"
Seeing that he didn't answer the question, the housekeeper already understood the answer. He felt distressed and hated at the same time, wishing to tear that man into pieces, but now, the most important thing is to appease their poor young master.
Thinking that the young master still needs his own comfort, the butler quickly wiped away his tears, stood up, and walked to the closet. Zheng Chenke followed behind him, watching the old butler try to open the closet door, but he couldn't open it. Qing grabbed the door from inside.
"Young master, I am the housekeeper. You haven't eaten yet. Today I specially asked the kitchen to make truffles. Your favorite, come out quickly..."
The housekeeper coaxed him softly and talked for a long time, but He Qing didn't respond at all, and refused to make any noise.
Seeing that the butler was still talking, Zheng Chenke helped him stand aside, "I'll do it."
"He Qing." The handsome man said calmly in a low voice, "Come out, and I will return all the things that Uncle He left behind."
"I can hold a general meeting of shareholders right now. As long as you come out, I can transfer shares today."
— Quietly, without any movement.
Zheng Chenke frowned slightly, and continued, "I will move out, and you will still be the young master of the He family in the future."
There was still no sound inside. The man felt that something was wrong. He ignored the resistance inside and opened the door forcefully. The moment the light came in, the boy curled up in the closet screamed hoarsely.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
The sound was so shrill that it broke, as if it was a lamb that had managed to hide but was found by the executioner, full of despair.
"He Qing! He Qing! He Qing!!" Zheng Chenke called his name, but the young man screamed in fear as if he didn't hear it.
It could be seen that he was very scared, but he didn't make any attacking movements, but hugged himself tightly, curled up to protect his head, and closed his eyes tightly.
But as soon as the man stretched out his hand to touch him, his whole body stiffened, and he buried his head deeper, as if as long as this was the case, he would not be hurt.
A slender hand landed on his hair, and under the trepidation of the young man, he touched it gently. Zheng Chenke called him softly, "Ah Qing..."
The screaming stopped abruptly.
Just when the housekeeper and Zheng Chenke breathed a sigh of relief, the young man who had shrunk himself raised his head timidly, his beautiful eyes were full of timidity and panic, "Mom... don't hit me... Ah Qing is obedient..."
When both of them were stunned, the boy was still choked up and tried to assure, "Ah Qing doesn't eat...Ah Qing is obedient..."
Hearing these words, the housekeeper immediately burst into tears, rushed up and hugged the boy tightly, "My little master!!"
Zheng Chenke clenched his fists, looking at such a young man, his heart ached, if, if he didn't drive him out...
If he looked more carefully...
The servant stood at the door, looking at the scene hesitantly, but still knocked on the door,
"Young Master Zheng, Master Lu is here, and he said he was looking for Young Master."