Chang You rushed to Repulse Bay at lightning speed. He was so anxious that he didn't care about anything around him. He pushed open the door and rushed into the house.

The silence in the living room made his heart sink suddenly. Without any hesitation, he walked quickly upstairs.

As soon as I opened Zhou Yanchen's bedroom door, a strong and pungent smell of alcohol hit me in the face like a surging wave.

He pressed the switch on the wall without hesitation, and the bright light instantly dispelled the gloom in the room, allowing Zhou Yanchen's lifeless figure lying on the ground to be clearly seen.

Chang You felt a shock in his heart. He rushed to Zhou Yanchen's side and said in a trembling and anxious voice: "Boss, boss, wake up."

His eyes inadvertently swept across the coffee table and the floor, only to see wine bottles placed horizontally and vertically, "Boss, do you want to die?"

“Drinking so much.”

Chang You struggled to help Zhou Yanchen up, carrying his heavy body on his shoulders, taking every step hurriedly, as if he was racing against death.

He carefully placed Zhou Yanchen in the back seat, his eyes full of pleading: "Boss, please don't get into any trouble."

Then he quickly closed the car door and drove towards the hospital like an arrow.

On the way, he calmed down and called the Fire Department of the First People's Hospital of Beijing. His brief and powerful words revealed his unquestionable urgency: "Prepare for emergency treatment. My boss is now in a coma due to excessive drinking."

In the past few years, Zhou Yanchen drank too much and his stomach couldn't bear it, so he became a frequent visitor to the gastrointestinal department.

Shen Qingli saw Chu Xiaoyu playing games with Shen Jinxi, and Shen Qingli said softly to Chu Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, help me look after Xiaobao, I'll go upstairs to pay the bill."

Chu Xiaoyu nodded: "Okay, Sister A Li, you can go ahead. Don't worry, I'm here."

Shen Qingli came to the payment window in the lobby of the building. When she was about to hand over the card in her hand, a noisy noise surged from behind her like a tide.

She turned her head unconsciously, and the sight that caught her eyes made her heart tighten suddenly.

Zhou Yanchen was lying on the emergency bed, his face as pale as paper, his eyes closed, while Chang You beside him had a look of anxiety on his face.

Countless questions suddenly arose in Shen Qingli's mind: Zhou Yanchen? What happened to him?

This sudden change instantly broke her inner peace.

Shen Qingli wanted to know what Zhou Yanchen was doing, so she quickly paid the fee and followed him without hesitation.

Only when she hurried over, they were already in the elevator.

Shen Qingli looked helplessly at the flashing numbers on the elevator display until she saw the elevator stop on the fifth floor and she took another elevator up.

On the fifth floor, Shen Qingli glanced at the words on the wall: Department of Internal Medicine.

She retracted her gaze and walked forward with a serious expression.

Seeing Zhou Yanchen being pushed into the operating room, Shen Qingli secretly guessed in his heart: What disease does Zhou Yanchen have?

Weren't you fine this morning?

Didn't Zhou Yanchen come to accompany grandpa for a physical examination this morning, but grandpa came with him?

Shen Qingli came to the corner close to the operating room, turned slightly, and saw Mr. Zhou hurried over accompanied by Mr. Lin. She quickly turned her back.

After they passed by, Shen Qingli came out a little.

Mr. Zhou stepped forward quickly, his voice filled with obvious anxiety: "Chang You, what's going on?"

"He was fine this morning, how come his condition is so serious that he needs surgery?"

"What disease does he have?"

Chang You's face was full of hesitation, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he was trying hard to weigh something.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhou shouted, "Are you still going to keep this a secret from me?"

"Tell me why right now."

Chang You hesitated for a moment, then he slowly said, "Don't worry, sir. The boss drank too much and had gastric bleeding."

"Drink?" Shen Qingli couldn't help but murmur softly.

How much alcohol does it take to need surgery?

Zhou Yanchen didn't expect that you have developed a drinking problem now.

It's amazing that I could drink myself into the hospital.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhou frowned even more tightly: "Why would he drink so much alcohol for no reason?"

"Didn't he go to the company this afternoon?"

Seeing Chang You's embarrassment, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but speak with a hint of anger: "Chang You, what's the point of hiding it from me at this point?"

Chang You pursed his lips slightly, as if he was very determined: "Master, to be honest, the boss's health has been getting better in the past few years."

"He was suffering from severe insomnia and was on the verge of a mental breakdown."

"Many times, he could only numb himself with alcohol. Over time, the boss' stomach had many holes."

Mr. Zhou frowned, his eyes full of pity and worry: "How long will this situation last?"

Chang You lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was so soft as if he was afraid of disturbing the solemn atmosphere: "The boss has been like this since Dr. Shen left."

When Shen Qingli heard this, his heart seemed to be struck by lightning, and his pupils trembled violently.

Chang You's words were like a mysterious puzzle, stirring up waves in her heart.

She thought to herself: Isn't my departure what Zhou Yanchen has been looking forward to?

In this way, he can be with his white moonlight without any hindrance.

Zhou Yanchen, what do you mean?

These complicated thoughts were like a surging tide, confusing her heart.

Old Master Zhou sighed softly, and that sigh was full of helplessness and confusion: "Hasn't Chen'er been looking for Xiao Li? Is there still no news?"

Chang You shook his head silently: "No."

Shen Qingli didn't want to listen to their subsequent conversation at this time. She didn't understand what they meant.

What does Zhou Yanchen mean?

Shen Qingli looked dazed and returned to the ward in a daze.

Chu Xiaoyu was sharp-eyed and noticed that Shen Qingli looked unhappy. She asked with concern, "Sister A Li, what's wrong with you? Why do you look unhappy?"

Shen Qingli forced a smile, trying to hide the turmoil in her heart: "I'm fine, maybe I didn't get enough rest last night."

Chu Xiaoyu heard this and immediately said caringly: "Sister A Li, why don't you go to sleep now? I'll take care of Xiao Bao here, you can rest assured."

Shen Qingli felt exhausted at the moment, as if all her strength was taken away by the entanglement and confusion in her heart. She was powerless to refuse: "Okay, Xiaoyu, then I'll go to sleep for an hour."

She slowly walked to the side, opened the accompanying chair, and lay down on it.

She closed her eyes gently, but her mind was like an uncontrollable picture scroll, constantly playing the conversation between Mr. Zhou and Chang You.

Zhou Yanchen has been sending people to look for her?

Why?