Chapter 104: Injured and Caught

The atmosphere at the scene was very lively, cheers spread from outside the venue, and the uniform slogans could be heard from far away.

Countless cameras focused on a slowly approaching black nanny car. The car door slowly opened, and the first boy to get out had dyed blue hair. He was very tall, and his black suit made him look straight and stylish.

He stood at the front of the red carpet, took a step to the side, waited for the other team members to get out of the car, and buttoned his suit jacket with one hand.

Maintaining a standard smile facing the camera in front of him.

In the distance, one could hear the shouts of fans coming closer and closer. Holding silver light signs in their hands, they squeezed through the crowd to the front, constantly trying to break through the security barriers.

"elder brother!!"

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

"elder brother!!"

"Brother, you're so handsome!"

"Come on, brother!"

“…”

The extremely excited voice mixed with the sound of the camera shutter being pressed, when mixed together, was somewhat irritating to the ears.

As the team members got out of the car one by one, stood in a long line, and prepared to walk onto the red carpet.

Someone threw the light board in their hand out in the chaos. The light board had a certain weight, and with the force applied, the sharp corner of the light board was facing the face of Fang Shaoqing, who was at the outermost edge.

The incident happened so suddenly that even the security guards who were trying to stop the crazy fans were unable to react.

When the sharp corner of the light board was about to hit someone's face, a figure flashed down from the car at a high speed. Then, under the camera, it was clearly seen that a white hand stretched out from behind.

It happened to block the attacking light board and hit the back of the boy's hand, leaving a bloody scratch.

"You go first."

Zhu Yanshi frowned and gave a warning, then patted their backs, hid his injured hand behind his back, and urged them to follow the normal procedure.

After everyone left, he looked down at the back of his bleeding hand, turned around, and faced the direction where the light board had just been thrown.

"Who threw it?"

He bent down to pick up the light board on the ground, and his cold eyes swept across the faces of a group of crazy fans.

No one dared to say anything, and most people ignored it and ran forward in the direction of their idol.

No one would care about the life or death of an assistant, and in such an emergency, the crowd was so chaotic that it was impossible to tell who was who, let alone find the murderer in this situation.

Zhu Yanshi stuffed the light board in his hand into the nanny car behind him, explained the situation to the organizer staff next to him, and then immediately followed the direction of the Manta members from the side and waited at the corner leading to the inner field.

From his perspective, he could clearly see a group of people standing in front of the autograph table and being interviewed.

It was not until they received their tickets from the host and left the red carpet and headed backstage that the cheers were left behind.

Chen Shiyi reached out and grabbed Zhu Yanshi's wrist.

"You need to bandage this..."

The boy frowned slightly, his expression not as excited as before, and even had a rare seriousness.

"sorry."

Fang Shaoqing lowered his head and apologized, staring at Zhu Yan's hand which was still bleeding.

The light was dim, so the wound on the hand was not clearly visible. I could only roughly see that the back of the hand was covered with blood red.

"Are you kidding me? Can you be blamed?"

Zhu Yanshi didn't care. He pulled his hand out and casually shook off the blood beads on the back of his hand.

"It's not a big deal. Look how nervous you all are."

"If you say a few more words, this wound will heal on its own."

He put his hands behind his back, and the expression on his face showed that the wound was not serious, and he looked calm and relaxed.

He even smiled a little and patted Fang Shaoqing's shoulder comfortingly.

"Don't think too much, it's not your fault."

"Alas... I can only blame you for being too outstanding and attracting so much jealousy."

"I remember there was a medicine kit in the car."

Zhang Luchen interrupted, "Nothing's wrong backstage, why don't you go to the car and bandage yourself first?"

"No need to make a fuss."

Zhu Yanshi took out his tissues from his pocket, pulled out two or three pieces and covered the back of his hand with them.

He deliberately hid his hands behind his back so as not to let these people see and worry.

It would have been fine if I hadn't touched the wound with a tissue, but as soon as the white paper was put on it, it was instantly soaked with blood.

Zhu Yanshi didn't say anything, but the plastic wrapping on the signboard was damaged. When it approached rapidly, the sharp broken edge first pierced into the flesh deep on the back of Zhu Yanshi's hand with the force of the flying object, and then drew a long strip downwards.

Now, two pieces of tissue paper soaked with blood were placed in front of everyone, and everyone could see them clearly.

Fang Shaoqing's face turned pale with fright. Without saying a word, he grabbed Zhu Yanshi's wrist and was about to walk out.

"I'll take you to the hospital..."

"Your injury is not minor."

Zhu Yanshi waved his hand with a smile on his face.

"I told you it's just a minor injury, why are you making such a fuss? I don't know my own body well enough."

"Hurry up and get backstage now, otherwise people will think you're being arrogant."

"So, I'll handle it myself now?"

"After entering the backstage, sit in the designated seat. Don't make any noise or disturbance. If you feel bored, eat the food on the table. I saw that there are quite a lot of snacks on it."

"Remember the significance of your performance this time, and don't let down the fans who love you."

The boy's voice was very soft, and before leaving, he gave a few people an expression that said 'I'm fine' and 'don't worry'.

It was not until he went backstage that the smile on Zhu Yanshi's face completely disappeared. He took off the tissue on the back of his hand. The tissue scraps were stuck to the wound and had been stained blood red.

The wound was in constant pain. The scene was so chaotic that he didn't pay much attention to the wound on his hand.

Until now, under the extremely strong incandescent light above his head, he could vaguely see a white line inside the wound on the back of his hand.

Zhu Yanshi didn't know whether he could be considered as someone who was afraid of blood, but the sight of blood gave him goose bumps all over his body and his vision became dizzy.

It was even difficult to breathe.

He shook his numb fingers, stood in the chaotic backstage, found a seat in a corner to calm his slightly dizzy head, took out his cell phone and began to search for first aid measures online.

This wound cannot be treated properly by him alone or with the simple medicine here. It is estimated that stitches will be needed.

When Zhu Yanshi asked a passing girl for a first aid kit, he deliberately hid his injured hand behind his back.

"You look a little pale..."

"Is it excessive blood loss?"

The young lady observed carefully, looking at the boy in front of her with a smile on his face.

"It's okay. I'll take care of it after the ceremony. Can you please lend me the first aid kit, sister?"

Zhu Yanshi was being polite.

The young lady nodded and took Zhu Yanshi to the innermost area of ​​the backstage. She took out the first aid kit and placed it on the table next to her.

"Do you need my help?"

"No, no, sister, just focus on your own things. I'll put it back after I'm done."

"Thanks."

Zhu Yanshi had a sweet mouth and smiled with his eyes curved, and his pale face made people feel a little pitiful.

Before leaving, the young lady pulled a cushioned chair for Zhu Yanshi.

"You sit here and handle it."

"Thank you, sister."

Zhu Yanshi nodded and sat down in the chair without any hesitation.

There are relatively few staff members active in this area, and most of them are debugging equipment in the periphery.

Zhu Yanshi opened the first aid kit with one hand, used tweezers to hold a cotton ball dipped in iodine, and when he was about to disinfect the back of his hand, he closed his eyes and took several deep breaths to prepare himself mentally.

He didn't dare look at the wound, let alone rushing around applying medicine with his eyes closed. What if the metal tweezers poked the wound...

Zhu Yanshi didn't even dare to think about how painful it would be.

"It's okay, it's okay... This is nothing..."

"Your leg was in a car accident so badly that you could see the bones, but it's healed now, hasn't it?"

"A short pain is worse than a long pain..."

"If you don't disinfect it and it gets inflamed, it will be even more painful..."

The more you comfort yourself, the more miserable you feel.

Zhu Yanshi simply shut up. At this moment, he no longer had the confident and calm look he had just now.

He huddled together in a corner, his hand holding the cotton ball shaking even more violently than his injured hand.

The light fell on the slightly red corners of the eyes, illuminating a moment of fragility.

The young man squinted one eye tightly and opened the other eye a little. He turned his head and used the corner of his eye to confirm the location of the wound on the back of his hand.

In one go, press the cotton ball down, lightly tapping the outer area first.

Zhu Yanshi could see his grinning face through the mirror in front of him, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

He had indeed suffered a lot of injuries, but he was also really afraid of pain.

When he threw away the cotton ball soaked in blood and was about to pick up a new cotton ball, his hand was suddenly wrapped by someone from behind.

What came next was the fragrance of a young man.

"Got caught."

The voice passed by my ears, soft.

"I knew you were going to be so stubborn and hide in a corner to treat your wounds."

Chen Shiyi's voice sounded somewhat helpless, but it numbed the back of Zhu Yan's neck, which was covered in cold sweat.

"You said the injury wasn't serious, but you can even see the bones."

On the other side, Fang Shaoqing's voice also floated softly.

"Weren't you told to stay in the backfield?"

Zhu Yanshi became anxious.

"We're talking about coming out to use the restroom, while the others are still staying in the inner field."

Chen Shiyi pried open Zhu Yanshi's fingers, took the tweezers in his hand, and squatted in front of the chair.

"Close your eyes and don't look."

His tone was somewhat helpless, but more of it was heartache hidden in the ending tone.

A hand wrapped around Zhu Yanshi's intact and extremely cold hand, and warmth continuously flowed into Zhu Yanshi's skin.

"Go to the hospital first. I just called Sister Su, and she has sent someone over. Your wound needs to be treated quickly."

"I'll just take care of it for you first..."

As the boy spoke, he lightly tapped Zhu Yanshi's wound with a cotton ball dipped in iodine.

He frowned, his expression extremely serious.

Zhu Yanshi leaned back in his chair with his head tilted back, his eyelashes illuminated by the light trembling rapidly, and sweat slid down his chin to his neck, landing on his slightly protruding Adam's apple.

Such a scene ignores the smell of blood flying all over the air, and even has an indescribable erotic taste.

Fang Shaoqing reached out and covered Zhu Yanshi's eyes, and his other hand gently rested on the boy's shoulder.

"Let's go to the hospital first? We can handle it ourselves..."

Zhu Yanshi was not a person who loved work very much, but after hearing someone's advice, he agreed.

"I'll go to the hospital right away when the person who's taking over arrives."

"Let's just deal with it briefly for now."

Chen Shiyi was quite skillful in treating the wound. After disinfecting a large area of ​​the wound, he wrapped it with a bandage from the first aid kit.

He turned his head and put away everything in the medicine box. When he turned around and looked at Zhu Yanshi again, their eyes met deeply, and countless emotions seemed to be particularly surging at this moment.

The boy took out a small pack of tissues from his pocket, and just like he did when he wiped Zhu Yanshi's tears in the evening, he bent down, looked at him gently, and carefully wiped away the sweat from Zhu Yanshi's eyelashes, chin and Adam's apple.

After wiping off the sweat, he paused his hand in mid-air and sighed again. The sound that fell into his ears was a little uncertain.

"At times like this, I'm wondering if I shouldn't let you do this job."