Chapter 75: Lost focus. Because of the difficulty in breathing, the man...
Because his breathing was not smooth, the man spoke in a halting manner, and it seemed as if he had to use a lot of effort to connect one sentence to another.
But he clearly had a smile on his face, his brows were not furrowed at all, and looked quite relaxed.
His tone was also very relaxed, as if he was discussing something very common that had already been decided and did not need to be taken seriously.
But if you listen carefully, you will find that there is a deep-seated vulnerability in the tone that cannot be concealed, as well as silent panic.
As if these words had strangled her throat, Xia Yiqing opened her mouth but was unable to speak.
Everything in front of me seemed to be stretched infinitely, but in fact, it passed by very quickly.
Standing there with her hands stiff, Xia Yiqing only saw Qin Fei and Butler Qi rushing in. They were very resourceful. They first knocked Qi Hanmu down, and then all kinds of oxygen masks and tranquilizers came in handy.
Qi Hanmu tilted his head slightly, his entire face, with his handsome features obscured by the oxygen mask, making it difficult to see clearly. One could only see mist blooming inside the mask, probably because the man was struggling to breathe.
"Madam, please leave."
The elusive Butler Qi stood between her and Qi Hanmu, like a wall separating the two from life and death.
Xia Yiqing's eyes were dull like a puppet. She moved her stiff and numb hands and feet, and walked out limping step by step.
She hadn't slept for a long time, and her brain hadn't gotten any rest for a long time. But even when she walked outside and sat on the bed in the guest bedroom, the scene of Qi Hanmu covering his mouth and nose with blood oozing from between his fingers still lingered in her mind.
It was like the most powerful source of stimulation, constantly whipping Xia Yiqing's brain and making it work.
My stomach didn't growl much, maybe because my intestines and stomach were on strike after a whole day of work.
Without any thought of eating, Xia Yiqing threw herself onto the bed, wrapped her head with the quilt, and prepared to go to sleep, but suddenly she smelled some rust.
She turned on the bedside reading light and found a little blood between the index and middle fingers of her right hand.
In fact, a little blood looks more colorful than a blooming plum blossom. It is a very bright color that will make people stare at it unconsciously.
Moreover, blood seems to have a property that if it falls on your skin and you don't wipe it off, your body will absorb it when you want another person to come and see it.
Xia Yiqing had such memories when she was a child.
For no apparent reason, I got pricked on my hand and a spot of blood appeared. I wanted to ask my mother to come and see it. Halfway through I was shouting, but I found that the spot of blood was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared completely.
The bloodstain on her hand also shrank in size, awakening memories from many years ago. However, Xia Yiqing did not think about why it shrank like she did when she was a child. Instead, her heart beat faster.
Qi Hanmu was vomiting blood or coughing up blood.
Even she, who had only a brief contact with him, was infected. Would he be feeling very uncomfortable and in pain now?
Just having this thought, the sleepiness that had already taken over her brain and limbs suddenly rebelled, crawling everywhere in her body, preventing Xia Yiqing from falling asleep.
Unable to bear it any longer, Xia Yiqing threw off the quilt, put on her slippers, tossed her hair, and walked out.
It happened that Qin Fei was just coming out of the master bedroom, his face full of fatigue, with obvious dark circles under his eyes, like a giant panda.
"Doctor Qin, how is he? Is he okay?"
Qin Fei smiled with a fake smile, but was very honest. She stood between Xia Yiqing and the door, "Third Master is fine, as long as you don't provoke him."
The door was only half-open, and the figure of Butler Qi was still inside. Xia Yiqing did not beat around the bush with Qin Fei.
"I want to go see him."
"You," Qin Fei glared at him, but quickly lowered his voice. He first checked to see if there was any movement inside before turning to face Xia Yiqing.
"Please stop harming him, okay? Even if you have no feelings for him, he did save the Xia family, didn't he? Why would you... forget it."
The irritability and depression brought by insomnia, as well as the unspeakable bitterness in her heart, came up all at once, and Xia Yiqing heard herself sneering.
"Why are you saying all the good and bad things? I'm saying that if I come back, I'm causing trouble for him, and if I don't come back, I don't care about him. You all are the ones who speak in his favor. No matter what I do, it's wrong in your eyes."
Xia Yiqing deliberately kept her voice low while speaking these words.
As if he was angry.
Anyway, Qin Fei said that Qi Hanmu's physical condition was still good, and the emotionally stable Qi Hanmu would not fall ill again because of her few brief words. So, what difference did it make whether she said it or not?
I just feel better when I say it out loud. After all, it's pointless to hide it.
Qin Fei swallowed her saliva, knowing she was in the wrong, and bowed her head first. "Okay, I made a mistake, and I apologize for what I said just now, but please also take care of his physical condition. He can't stand you saying this over and over again."
A bunch of rebuttals were stuck in her heart, and Xia Yiqing felt a little speechless. Before she knew it, her empty stomach began to ache slightly.
Suddenly, she didn't want to explain anything. Xia Yiqing turned around, opened the door of the guest bedroom, picked up the small bag on the bedside table, and said something to the servant next to her without any hesitation.
"Please prepare the car."
The subtext of this sentence is "I want to get out."
The speaker may not have meant this, but the man lying on his back in the master bedroom with a pale face and breathing oxygen seemed to be listening with full intent.
She had to leave after all. Qi Hanmu's fingertips unconsciously touched the edge of the sheet and he wanted to hold it tightly.
But after taking the sedative, he felt that his muscles and bones were loose. Even though his fingertips were so tense that they turned white, the corner of the quilt still slipped through his fingers easily.
It's like someone who wants to leave, you can't keep him no matter what.
“Hmm…”
The two people might have telepathy. The one sitting in the car leaving Yi Garden and the one lying on the semi-sitting bed both gnashed their teeth at the same time, and quietly pressed their stomachs that were aching from an angle that no one else could see.
It was like a pain shared equally by two people.
But in fact, both of them felt empty in their hearts, just like the swirling autumn wind that rolled the fallen leaves into the air, and the fallen leaves would eventually fall to the ground under the pull of the wind.
Only after returning to her own apartment did Xia Yiqing feel like she was finally alive again.
Even without a servant, all the tasks, including cleaning, boiling water, and opening windows for ventilation, had to be done by one person, but it was undeniable that this made her feel more comfortable.
Yiyuan had been transferred to her name, but Qi Hanmu could bring people in to live there at any time, and most of the servants there obeyed Qi Hanmu's orders.
After all, whether their salary is paid or not, and how much or how little they are paid, is all in Qi Hanmu's hands.
Back in the apartment, the roar of cars speeding by, the children playing downstairs not far away, all came flooding over like a tide.
There was some flavor of life in the place, but the noise was too loud, making people feel restless. Xia Yiqing hastily cooked some noodles. She added a lot of soy sauce and salt, but it tasted like chewing wax.
She glanced at the chair next to her countless times, as if there should be another person there, smiling at her, touching her cheek, and saying gently, "Eat slowly."
That man should have a face that is so handsome that it infuriates both humans and gods, with three-dimensional features and deep eye sockets. Those eyes that are so dark that they can drip ink will look at her very intently. On top of his straight nose, he sometimes wears a pair of gold or silver glasses, which makes him look more charming.
There should be hearing aids inside his cold white earlobes. Although they are small and look similar to Bluetooth headphones, Xia Yiqing's attention is easily attracted to them.
Now he may have an oxygen mask on his face, but he usually uses a nasal oxygen cannula.
The blue tubes hang down from both ears and connect at the chin, forming a bundle.
The sound of the portable oxygen concentrator will continue to ring next to you for a long time, gurgling, and your heartbeat will unconsciously converge with the frequency of the machine's oxygen production.
However, she was awakened by a muffled cough in the middle of the night, and while eating, the man's furrowed brows seemed to be far away from her.
With a bang, the chopsticks hit the porcelain bowl, and the sound brought people back to their senses.
It turned out that without her realizing it, Qi Hanmu's invasion of her life and mind had reached this point.
Yi Garden.
The oxygen concentrator was a bit loud, but because Qi Hanmu had taken off his hearing aid, he couldn't hear it. He just sat half-lying on the bed, tilting his head slightly, with his eyelids drooping, allowing his long and thick eyelashes to cast a small shadow on his eye bags, which was connected with the dark circles under his eyes.
Qin Fei picked his nose, feeling a little guilty, not knowing whether he should tell the truth.
At this point, he could only be thankful that Qi Hanmu didn't notice that Xia Yiqing was missing.
However, luck is never an option. Qi Hanmu's voice echoed with the secretly delighted thought in his heart, "Where is she?"
Perhaps it was because of the insomnia, or perhaps it was because he was under too much pressure, and he had not slept at all. Qi Hanmu looked not good, but he had already put on his hearing aid.
His calves and feet, hidden in the quilt, were slightly swollen, barely enough to fit into his custom-made leather shoes. Now, he was lying loosely at the end of the bed, wearing elastic socks.
Butler Qi was bolder than Qin Fei and stated objectively, "Madam prepared the car and left. Perhaps she wanted to go somewhere else to relax."
There was a buzzing sound in my head, as if something exploded, and I suddenly felt a piercing pain in my left back molar. I didn’t know if it was the aftereffects of the heart attack, but my heart was pounding and my vision was black.
The orange-blue silk scarf that was clenched tightly in his hand was taken out by Qin Fei and thrown aside during cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Now he took it back and held it tightly like a dog holding a bone.
However, it seems to be of no use.
Just like he tried to keep Xia Yiqing by force many times, but failed in the end.
"Well……"
The oxygen from the nasal oxygen tube was a bit thin for him, and he was so excited at the moment that he felt a bit breathless.
There was no sunlight coming in from outside and it was already night, but Qi Hanmu couldn't help feeling sad.
He was determined to look for sunlight when the sun was setting, something that everyone knew was impossible, but he insisted on doing it.
Just to keep the light in my heart.
Even so, it is extremely unrealistic and impossible.
"Third Master, don't get excited."
Butler Qi raised Qi Hanmu since he was a child, and he had some understanding of Qi Hanmu's physical condition over the years. He hurried over to pat his back and observe whether he needed suctioning at any time.
Qi Hanmu, who was being manipulated, looked as thin as a fallen leaf in the autumn wind. His eyes were empty and unfocused.
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