Hospital
"Don't cry, are you hurt?" Qiu Zimu propped up her shoulders and took a quick look. There were several long scratches on her arms, and there was blood. It seemed that they were left by the dead baby's claws. The wounds were not deep, but they kept bleeding. It was not like a normal person's blood would clot after a while. Qiu Zimu vaguely felt that something was wrong. It was probably because the dead baby had some anticoagulant substance in its body. He immediately pulled her downstairs and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
The girl took two steps and then collapsed. Qiu Zimu hurriedly picked her up. The girl's face was covered in tears and pale. She looked frightened and bleeding a lot, and was obviously exhausted.
"Hold on for a while." Qiu Zimu stopped when he ran to the playground.
Ye Jing'an was in a stalemate with the corpse baby. He grabbed the corpse baby's neck with the talisman and pulled it out with force. The corpse baby bit Ye An's sword tightly and hung on the sword without moving.
"Wait for me." Qiu Zimu gently put the girl down on the stairs and ran towards Ye Jingan, "Let go, I'll help you!"
Ye Jingan understood what he meant and let go of his hand when the time was right.
Qiu Zimu kicked the corpse away, and the sword slashed through its mouth, leaving a gash and oozing blood. It screamed and leaped around, glaring at the two men fiercely.
"That girl is injured and needs to go to the hospital immediately. Can you handle it alone?"
"Well, go ahead."
"If you need anything, ring the bell I gave you!"
Ye Jing'an held Ye An tightly and rushed towards the corpse baby. After several consecutive sword strikes, the corpse baby dodged all of them and did not actively attack. It stared at him intently and yelled incoherently. He didn't know what the dead child meant and asked, "What are you yelling about, little brat? Speak human language!"
After a brief stalemate, the corpse turned and ran towards the bushes behind it, disappearing in a flash. Ye Jingan chased after it, following the trail of blood dripping every two steps. When he reached the laboratory building, the trail stopped.
Ye Jing'an searched the entire building but couldn't find the dead child hiding. He called Liu Muze, and it took three tries before he answered: "Brother Liu, the dead baby has come out and is now hiding. How do we find it?"
"Aren't you very capable? Why are you asking me?" Liu Muzhe hung up the phone.
"Damn! He's quite vindictive." Ye Jing'an recalled the record about the corpse baby in his ancestor's book. He didn't seem to remember any way to find it. "I met two people with the surname Liu, neither of them is reliable!"
Liu Muze was furious when he thought of Ye Jing'an. He was his own child, so there was nothing he could do to him. He didn't know where he learned these despicable tactics from. Ye Yu and Ye Zhuoran were both quite decent, but why did Ye Jing'an have such a scoundrel vibe? Liu Muze had met many people who liked to play dirty in fights, but Ye Jing'an was the first one who would use pressure when he couldn't win.
Who would get stuck to someone in the middle of a fight? Liu Muze got a headache just thinking about that scene, and the pressure on his chest hadn't yet subsided.
It's all Ye Chenyi's fault! If it weren't for him, who would be willing to protect Ye Jingan, this troublesome and unlucky kid? He didn't even consider how much flesh he had, and he might as well have crushed this dignified ancestor to death.
Liu Muze felt a pang of pain in his heart. Back then, he had never suffered any injustice when he followed Ye Chenyi, but he just closed his eyes and left without saying anything. All the injustices he had suffered in the past few hundred years were caused by him. Liu Muze took a sip of wine, but before he could swallow it, a sour and itchy feeling came up in his nose, and he sneezed, spraying out all the wine.
"This bad boy is still scolding me behind my back?!" Liu Muzhe wiped it with paper, feeling so angry that he had no place to vent his anger.
He lit a short incense stick and tucked himself into bed. Just as he closed his eyes, his WeChat phone started buzzing non-stop. Ye Jing'an had sent him several messages, most of which were asking how to find the corpse baby, and a few were cursing him. At the top of the chat screen was a striking photo. In it, he was pinned beneath Ye Jing'an, his face flushed with shame.
It's just unbearable to watch!
Liu Muze immediately deleted the photo, so as not to be disgusted by it next time he saw it. Ye Jingan also called him, and Liu Muze turned off his phone, threw it aside in annoyance and continued to sleep.
This time he was really annoyed. Even with the soothing incense, it took him a while to fall asleep. But before he could fall asleep, he was woken by the urgent knocking on the door.
Liu Muze frowned, got out of bed and opened the door. It was Ye Jingan. He closed the door without saying a word and lay on the bed with headphones plugged in to listen to music. Anyway, no matter what this bad boy said today, he would not open the door.
"You have a bad temper." Ye Jingan walked to the lobby to find the hotel manager. "Hello, my friend seems to have had an accident and is unconscious in the room. Could you please open the door for me?"
Seeing Ye Jingan's anxious look, the manager took the card and ran to Liu Muze's room to open the door. The person in the room was motionless under the quilt, which scared the manager. He picked up the phone to call an ambulance, but was stopped by Ye Jingan.
"Brother Liu, did you have another stroke? Get up and take your medicine." Ye Jing'an walked to the bedside and lifted the quilt for Liu Muze. He blocked the hotel manager's sight with his body and pulled his ear hard. "You made me so worried."
Liu Muze slapped him, sat up and shouted: "Ye Jingan, don't go too far!"
"Sir, are you feeling unwell? Do you need help?" the manager asked weakly.
"I'm fine. Please take him out and don't disturb my rest." Liu Muzhe said.
Ye Jingan snorted coldly and said to the manager: "Thank you, everything is fine here, you can go out first."
The manager looked puzzled.
"Get out too!" Liu Muzhe said in an unhappy tone.
"He has a bad temper, I can't play with him." Ye Jing'an said, "Let me tell you something serious. The corpse baby has injured a little girl."
Liu Muzhe frowned.
"I was wrong, don't be angry." Ye Jing'an poked him with his arm.
"How are Qiu Zimu and that little girl?" Liu Muzhe asked.
"At the hospital. I'll go see them."
"Let's go."
"You're not going to sleep?"
"How can I still sleep after being so angry with you?"
Ye Jingan smiled complacently, put his arm around Liu Muze's shoulders and said, "Don't be angry, at worst I can let you push me back!"
Liu Muzhe glared at him and shook his hand away.
In the hospital, Qiu Zimu was sitting by her bedside, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Jingan and Liu Muze coming over. He really didn't know how to interact with girls, especially girls around his age. It was awkward and embarrassing.
The girl sitting on the hospital bed had lifeless eyes, her face still pale, and two lines of tears hanging on it. Her wound had been treated and bandaged, and she curled up in a small ball under the quilt, hugging her arms tightly.
"What's the situation?" Ye Jing'an asked.
"The bleeding has stopped, but she was very scared," said Qiu Zimu.
Ye Jingan sat beside the bed, handed her a piece of paper and said, "Don't be afraid, what's your name?"
"Xi Yaxuan." She said in a low voice.
"Hasn't evening self-study been cancelled? Why are you there alone?"
"I can't go home, so I'm reviewing in the classroom."
"Why didn't your parents come?"
Xi Yaxuan suddenly covered her face and started crying. The three of them looked at each other. Qiu Zimu was afraid to see her cry. He only had a few words to comfort her, and now he had used them all. He had no choice but to signal Ye Jingan to comfort her.
"Don't cry. Tell us if you have any difficulties. Don't be afraid." Ye Jing'an said softly.
Xi Yaxuan sobbed and lay motionless on his arm. Ye Jingan patted her gently and found that she had fainted from crying. Ye Jingan asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know. She didn't want to talk to me much and just stayed there alone." Qiu Zimu said.
Ye Jingan: “…”
"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow. You are tired too, go back and rest, I'll keep watch." Liu Muzhe said.
Qiu Zimu and Ye Jingan nodded. They had indeed been exhausted tonight and wanted to go back to the hotel to have a good rest and sleep.
After a comfortable bath, Ye Jingan lay down on the bed, his mind reappearing the image of Liu Muze lying on the flower bed. He sighed. So many girls were chasing him, but he didn't feel anything. It turned out that he liked men.
He had never doubted his sexual orientation since he was a child, thinking that he was used to being casual and didn't want someone to control him every day. He had never liked anyone until he met Brother Liu. Ye Jing'an tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so he got up, packed up, took a coat, and took a taxi back to the hospital.
The hospital was exceptionally quiet and a little chilly in the early morning. Liu Muzhe hugged his arms and fell asleep leaning on a chair.
Ye Jing'an covered him with clothes and sat beside him, watching him. Liu Muze was very docile when he was asleep, completely different from when he was awake. His gentle expression inadvertently revealed a bit of vulnerability. Ye Jing'an unconsciously moved closer, and when his lips were about to touch his face, he slowly withdrew.
Ye Jing'an sighed, gently supported Liu Muze's head, and let him lean on his shoulder. Looking at the people around him, Ye Jing'an felt a pang of pain in his heart. After Brother Liu lost the most important person, no one took care of him anymore. How could he have walked all alone to this day?
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In the morning, Liu Muze was awakened by the sounds of doctors and nurses making their rounds. He half-drowsily felt himself leaning against a soft cushion, feeling quite comfortable. It felt as if something was supporting his back, preventing him from falling backwards. He felt a sense of security, and something warm in front of his face. He reached out and clung to Ye Jing'an's waist, burrowing his head into his chest and continuing to sleep.
The alarm on his phone rang, and Ye Jingan hurriedly turned it off, but it still woke Liu Muze up. Liu Muze sighed and squinted his eyes, his eyes blank. He moved his arms, wondering what he was holding.
He tilted his head to look upwards, but the hospital lights were too glaring, so he subconsciously closed his eyes again. When he opened them again, he was instantly awake, his mind blank, not knowing how to react. He froze and stared at Ye Jingan.
"I'm awake." Ye Jing'an said softly, "Are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Liu Muze came back to his senses, frowned slightly, sat up, and asked: "When did you come?"
"We just arrived a short time ago. Next time you feel too sleepy, go back to sleep. Don't force yourself to stay awake, or you'll catch a cold." Ye Jing'an said in a natural tone, "Go wash up first. I'll go buy breakfast."
Liu Muze felt the clothes covering him, feeling a bit dazed. He didn't know how many nights he had slept like this sitting alone, and he knew only too well how cold it was to wake up the next day. The clothes in his hands were warm from sleeping, and his upper body was also warm. This warmth could only be achieved by being held in his arms all night.
Looking at the direction where Ye Jing'an left, Liu Muze felt a strange emotion in his heart. He never slept soundly when sleeping outside, and he would always pay attention to his surroundings. How come he didn't notice anything while sleeping in Ye Jing'an's arms all night?
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