Chapter 31 Don’t worry, your boyfriend will be fine
She looked back at Tong Zhongyuan, who was half-squatting on the ground looking at the terracotta warriors.
Director Ming might have made a mistake, but who cares? He had said in person that the trip could be reimbursed, so she would change hotels today.
The tomb of the emperor was newly discovered, and the unearthed items weren't particularly numerous. It was more about changing previous assumptions about the tomb. Accompanied by Xiao Liu, they spent four hours that afternoon exploring it, which was shorter than she had expected. But she had come here not just to see the tomb; she had other goals.
She asked Tong Zhongyuan if he had booked a hotel. Tong Zhongyuan said he had booked one on the way here. Qin Tian saw that he had booked a five-star hotel, and she knew he was the kind of person who would not treat herself badly. Tong Zhongyuan asked her where she was staying. He asked if he could cancel this hotel and stay at her hotel instead. She quickly waved her hand and said goodbye. It was only one night. Director Ming said he would reimburse her. I'll switch.
She asked Tong Zhongyuan to go back to the hotel first, and she went to her own hotel to get her luggage, and then met up with him to have dinner together in the evening.
Tong Zhongyuan said, "Then let's go together. Splitting up will only make things more troublesome."
She thought about it and called a car using the app. When the car arrived, Tong Zhongyuan habitually opened the back door for her. After she got in, she leaned back to make room for him. But he simply closed the door, opened the passenger seat, and got in.
Qin Tian laughed. She had almost forgotten that he had a way of making people overthink things. Every time she felt like they were getting closer, he would let her know the next second that she was overthinking things.
Arriving at the hotel, she checked out and went in to get her luggage. Tong Zhongyuan frowned, standing at the doorway, sizing up the hotel. Did she always stay in a place like this on her business trips?
Qin Tian came out with his luggage and saw Tong Zhongyuan's face was not very good. Could it be that she had kept him waiting too long while she packed? Not really. No one could match his patience. Tong Zhongyuan took her luggage and hailed a taxi, with him sitting in front and her in the back.
Arriving at the hotel, the front desk gave them two adjacent rooms. They each went into their rooms to put their luggage and make some simple adjustments. When she finished packing, there was still no sound from Tong Zhongyuan. She stood at his door for a while, wondering if he needed to wash his hair, take a shower, and change clothes before going out to eat. She knocked on the door, and Tong Zhongyuan opened the door. He didn't look like he had washed his hair or taken a shower, and was still wearing the same clothes. He said apologetically, "Can you have dinner alone? I'm a little tired and don't want to go out to eat. I'll order some food from the hotel later."
"Of course, then you should have a good rest."
Qin Tian returned to her room. The food in the hotel was too expensive. Although Ming Yuanxing said that all the meals would be covered this time, she was used to being stingy and couldn't bear to spend the money, so she ordered takeout. After she finished ordering the takeout, she thought of Tong Zhongyuan again. She always felt that something was wrong. With his personality, he would never cancel an appointment at the last minute. When he opened the door just now, although the light was not very good, she still noticed that the color of his lips seemed a little white. Could he be sick? The last time she saw him coughing, did he have a cold that hasn't healed yet? Once this thought came up, she couldn't get it out of her mind. She wanted to knock on the door again and say hello to him. But what if he was just a little tired as he said? Was she being too nosy?
Her takeaway arrived soon. When she passed by his room to get the takeaway, she couldn't help but put her head close to the door to listen. It was quiet inside, without any movement.
She finished her takeaway and took out Qin Yunjie's diary to read. After reading a few pages, she felt uneasy and could not continue reading. She turned on the TV to distract herself, but the sound of the TV was blaring in the room, but she didn't even know what was on. What if, what if he was really sick and lying alone in the room? He came from the UK, 10,000 kilometers away. China was already a foreign country to him. What if he got sick in a foreign country and no one even knew about it? She could no longer sit still. It was okay for her to be nosy. It wasn't the first time she was nosy.
She stood outside Tong Zhongyuan's room and rang the doorbell. She rang it once, but no one answered, and no one came to open the door. She waited five seconds and rang it again, but still no one answered. The ominous shadow in her heart was growing thicker and thicker. She began to knock on the door and call his name.
"Tong Zhongyuan! Are you in there?"
Even if he was really asleep, she would wake him up. She couldn't leave without seeing him.
Finally, there were footsteps inside. The scattered footsteps reached the door, and it opened. Tong Zhongyuan leaned against the doorframe, breathing rapidly, and raised his eyelids to look at her.
"What's going on?" he asked. She could hear him gasping for breath after only three words.
Tong Zhongyuan had just finished asking when he suddenly felt nauseous again. He quickly opened the door and stumbled to the bathroom. Qin Tianxin's heart tightened, and he hurried after him. He saw Tong Zhongyuan vomiting violently.
Tong Zhongyuan was barely able to stand after a round of vomiting, his hands resting on the washstand. Qin Tian didn't care anymore and walked into the bathroom. She put his arm around her shoulders and supported his weight as they walked to the bedroom. Just by touching his arm, she knew he had a fever.
She moved him to the bed, but he didn't struggle. He just lay down on it, curled up in a ball, and gasped. He didn't even have the energy to thank her.
It's definitely not a cold. Qin Tian thought, did he eat something bad? His symptoms are so severe, there's no way he can resolve it on his own. He needs to go to the hospital. But this is Xi'an, where is the hospital? Should he go to a big hospital? He has to be sick at this time. She was so anxious that she was sweating. Calm down, calm down, she kept telling herself. Ask the hotel first. Fortunately, he booked a five-star hotel, they should be able to help her.
She immediately called the front desk and told them that a guest had suddenly fallen ill and needed to go to the hospital immediately. The hotel asked her if she needed to call 911. She glanced at Tong Zhongyuan and thought, "That's not necessary." The front desk clerk called a car for her, saying there was a Class A hospital nearby. She originally wanted to ask the hotel to send two people to help her get Tong Zhongyuan into the car. But then she thought, Tong Zhongyuan cares a lot about his image. He's too sick now to care much. When he recovers, he'll probably be bothered for a long time knowing that it was the hotel staff who carried him into the car. Forget it, she'll do it.
She leaned over and whispered in Tong Zhongyuan's ear, "Can you get up? I'll take you to the hospital now."
Tong Zhongyuan closed his eyes but nodded slightly. After a few seconds, he used his hands to support himself and sit up. Qin Tian knew he was out of strength and quickly supported him, letting him lean on him. She suddenly felt a little scared. He looked sicker than she thought. Was it a mistake for her to refuse the 120 ambulance?
She used all her strength to support Tong Zhongyuan to his feet, unloading his weight onto herself, and half-carrying him out the door. When they entered the elevator, they were alone. She thought it was a good thing no one was around; Tong Zhongyuan definitely wouldn't want anyone to see him like this. She persevered until she reached the lobby, and the waiter rushed over to help her support Tong Zhongyuan and help her stuff him into the taxi.
She tried her best. She thought breathlessly that if he blamed her for embarrassing him in the future, she would have no way to stop him.
The taxi sped to the emergency department of a top-tier hospital. She asked the driver to wait while she rushed out to borrow a hospital wheelchair. The driver helped him get Tong Zhongyuan into the wheelchair before leaving. She thanked him profusely.
The nurse at the front desk saw Tong Zhongyuan's mental state, took his temperature, which was 39.7, and tested his blood oxygen level. She actually gave him a level 2 critical condition. Qin Tian became even more frightened. "Critical," she couldn't bear the mere mention of it. Tong Zhongyuan's critical condition gave her priority for medical attention. The emergency doctor listened to her heart and lungs and frowned. He asked, "Has he had a cold recently?"
"Yes." Qin Tian answered stiffly.
"Let's do an electrocardiogram." After he said that, he called the nurse in and told the patient to cut in line and do the electrocardiogram first.
Qin Tian's heartbeat was so fast that it was about to palpitate. She asked tremblingly: "Doctor, what's wrong with him?"
"Wait for the EKG."
The electrocardiogram came out. The doctor's face became even darker, and he ordered a blood test, again on an expedited basis.
This time he said, "The electrocardiogram is not good. It's very likely myocarditis caused by overwork after a cold. The blood test is to check for heart damage. You can't go home tonight, so stay in the hospital for observation. But there are no beds available, so you'll have to sleep in the corridor."
Qin Tian was going crazy. Myocarditis, heart damage, hospitalization, the corridor—everything was overwhelming. She didn't know what to do. Grasping at straws, she asked, "Doctor, does your hospital have an international department? I just saw him. He's not Chinese, he's foreign. Do you have a bed in the international department for him?"
The doctor made a phone call, saying "yes" and "yes" for a long time. She grabbed at her clothes. Until he hung up the phone and said, "There are beds available, but they're only single rooms. They're very expensive, and you have to pay for it yourself. Do you want to stay?"
She nodded frantically in thanks, almost crying.
Entering the International Department, the nurses frantically set him up with IV drips and a ventilator. Seeing Tong Zhongyuan lying there groggy, she nearly collapsed. A young nurse, feeling sympathetic, whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's just the instruments that look scary. The blood test results show his myocardial enzyme levels aren't too high. He'll be fine."
If she had been able to hold on before, she burst into tears when she heard this. She cried and asked, "Really? Will he be okay?"
The young nurse looked at her gently and said, "We've seen this many times. If the condition is serious, the doctor will put him in the ICU. He'll just be hospitalized..."
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