Chapter 70 Ji Peiheng is hospitalized due to stomach bleeding.
Wen Huai'an paced anxiously at the entrance of the private room, his eyes constantly glancing towards the elevator.
It's been so long.
Did they start fighting?
Should he go and take a look?
He pressed the elevator button, and the elevator slowly rose.
The door opened, and Shi Yang appeared.
Wen Huai'an was overjoyed: "Resolved?"
Shi Yang nodded.
Reaching the door of the private room, I placed my hand on the handle and gently pushed it open.
Wen Huai'an followed closely behind and went in to wake Xie Ran, who was fast asleep, and pulled him out of the private room.
After the door behind me closed, the inside fell silent.
Shi Yang walked to the sofa.
His tall frame was sunken deep into the sofa, one leg bent precariously, the other draped over the armrest. His posture was relaxed and unrestrained.
The collar of her shirt was casually open, revealing two peak-like collarbones, with a crystal-clear water droplet nestled in the hollow of one of them.
The man's delicate features were tinged with intoxication; his eyes were slightly closed, concealing the sharpness that usually shone in them. His long eyelashes drooped gently, scattering dappled light in the dim glow, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
Shi Yang felt an inexplicable urge to reach out and touch it.
Ji Peiheng suddenly opened his eyes, and her hand stopped just above his eyes.
He stared intently at her.
His eyes were bright; in the dim surroundings, he seemed to have spotted his prey.
Shi Yang felt a little nervous under the gaze: "You're awake..."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, applying force.
Shi Yang then threw herself into his arms.
His strong chest pressed against her softness.
It produced a slightly painful sensation.
Shi Yang wanted to adjust his posture.
But the man lowered his head and kissed her.
Hot breath, heavy with the scent of alcohol, rushed in, assaulting her senses.
He wantonly entwined her tongue with his, giving her no chance to back down.
Her arms were like iron hoops binding her slender waist, and the burning sensation of her palms against her waist seeped through her thin clothes, making her waist tremble uncontrollably.
Shi Yang's mind gradually became hazy, the air seemed to be slowly stolen away, and his eyes gradually became unfocused.
She seemed to be drunk too.
She unconsciously put her arm around his neck in response.
Suddenly, the burning sensation on my lips disappeared.
Ji Peiheng lifted her chin to examine her, his mind clearing considerably. Confirming he wasn't dreaming, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"
Shi Yang, breathless from the kiss, said softly, "You've had too much to drink. I'll take you home."
Ji Peiheng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was digesting the meaning behind her words. The things he had forgotten with the help of alcohol resurfaced.
In the rain that day, Ji Jinyu confessed his feelings to her, and she admitted that she had no choice but to marry him.
What to do when you go home
Should we talk about divorce?
Get rid of him completely.
Then what?
Are they no longer related?
Just like the previous ten years, he could only watch her alone in the dark, like a shadowy voyeur.
Watching her laugh, watching her cry.
But he wasn't involved.
Ji Peiheng gave a cool smile: "I won't go back."
Shi Yang: ?
Just assume he's drunk.
She reached out and tugged at his clothes: "You can't stay here overnight, can you? Let's go home first."
Ji Peiheng remained unmoved, coldly watching her pull at him.
He was a grown man, and Shi Yang tried to pull him away for a long time, but couldn't budge him at all.
She sat down next to him, exhausted.
"You've decided not to go home today, right?"
Ji Peiheng sat up slightly, still leaning against the sofa, and lifted his eyelids, his eyes covered with frost: "Shi Yang, I heard everything you said. What right do you have to tell me what to do now?"
There were some things he had never dared to ask, but they had been bottled up inside for so long that they seemed to have formed a monster rampaging through his heart, trying to find an outlet for his emotions.
He said it when he was drunk.
I regretted it as soon as I said it.
Shi Yang's eyelashes trembled, her small face lowered, and the color that had just been brought out by his kiss vanished without a trace in an instant.
She didn't say anything, she just silently got up.
Walk outside.
Ji Peiheng panicked and reached out to pull her.
His fingers brushed against the back of her hand, but he missed.
Where are you going?
There was a barely perceptible panic in his voice.
A sharp pain suddenly surged in my stomach, like a knife was violently churning it.
His face turned pale instantly, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He pressed his hand against his abdomen, his knuckles turning white from the force, trying to suppress the pain.
I watched helplessly as she was about to leave.
In his haste, he swayed.
With a thud.
Hearing the noise, Shi Yang turned around and saw him fall off the sofa.
Startled, he went back to help the person.
The moment my hand touched his arm
Her wrist was grabbed from behind, and the force was so strong that she cried out in pain.
When I saw his face clearly, I was startled. His face was frighteningly pale, his pupils were red, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
The voice held an unyielding stubbornness: "Don't go!"
"I didn't leave."
She just wanted to call Wen Huai'an and the others to come in and help carry him home.
Ji Peiheng stared intently at her with hawk-like eyes, as if trying to see through something.
Realizing she wasn't really leaving, his tense heart suddenly relaxed. At the same time, a churning pain in his stomach swept through his entire body.
He let go.
Shi Yang's pupils suddenly contracted: "What's wrong with you?"
Wen Huai'an heard Shi Yang's shout outside the door and immediately pushed the door open and came in.
Seeing Ji Peiheng leaning against Shi Yang with his eyes closed, his face contorted in an abnormal way.
"Oh no, my old problem has flared up again."
He immediately dialed the emergency number.
...
2:30 a.m., hospital emergency room.
Wen Huai'an, being a doctor, accurately reported Ji Peiheng's physical condition to the doctors in the emergency room.
"Yes, it's an old problem. He had a stomach hemorrhage three years ago."
The doctor said angrily, "You've had a stomach hemorrhage before, and you still dare to drink like this? Are you trying to kill yourself?"
Wen Huai'an walked out of the consultation room.
Shi Yang was terrified and stood guard to the side, still shaken.
Wen Huai'an comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. She'll wake up soon after the IV drip starts."
Having not spoken for a long time, coupled with intense mental stress, Shi Yang's throat was very dry and sore: "Has he had a history of stomach bleeding before?"
Wen Huai'an hummed in response, looking at her with a complex expression.
He said slowly, "Sister-in-law, do you like my brother?"
Shi Yang pursed her lips.
The hospital corridor was quiet late at night. He spoke slowly and deliberately, stating, "The last time my brother had a stomach hemorrhage was when you and Ji Jinyu got engaged."
Shi Yang suddenly looked up at him.
Chu He's words came to mind again—he has liked you for a long time.
Her words gradually overlapped with those of Wen Huai'an: "Sister-in-law, my brother has liked you for a long time."
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