When people have no one to rely on, they will always be covered with a layer of armor.

Because they know in their hearts that even if they are wronged and hurt, there is no one to confide in, and no one will say that they feel sorry for them.

Yan Zixiu has never shown any weakness or care, as if everything in this world is just a passing cloud like dust in his eyes.

Gu Shiyi said that Yan Zixiu only quarreled with him.

But even in the quarrels between the two, Yan Zixiu was restrained. Whenever they approached the boundary a little bit, he would immediately fall silent.

'I have no home, can you please not chase me away.'

If he had not been injured and unconscious this time, Jing Shaoci knew that with Yan Zixiu's temperament, he would never say such helpless words in his life.

When he thought of this, he felt a strong sense of suffocation directly surged throughout his body.

These words were like a knife blade turning into sharp claws, digging into his heart, and the intense pain almost ground his flesh and blood into ashes.

Li Fengzhi looked at him with his eyes closed and his body trembling, shook his head slightly, and then walked out.

"Mr. Jing, do you have anything to convey?" The nurse asked softly.

Jing Shaoci loosened his almost twisted fingers, and said with a trembling throat: "No, never again."

After the nurse leaned over and told Yan Zixiu this, he first showed a satisfied smile, and then lost consciousness again.

At this time, all fans were waiting under Xingyi's official Weibo, wanting a clear answer, and at the same time praying that Yan Zixiu was safe.

After Li Fengzhi came out, Xie Chengyuan immediately stepped forward and said, "How is it, has Zixiu's condition improved?"

Li Fengzhi neither nodded nor shook his head, but said in a deep voice, "The doctor said that he is not conscious yet."

Xie Chengyuan sighed with worry and said to himself, "How could this happen..."

Fans are waiting, and paparazzi are waiting too.

Some people even hope that Yan Zixiu will be injured more seriously, because such news is enough to explode.

Xie Wanxin and Jing Fengyi only found out about Yan Zixiu's accident when they saw the online reports at home. When they rushed to the hospital, Jing Shaoci just came out of the visiting room.

"Xiao Ci, how serious is Xiuxiu's injury? What did the doctor say?"

Jing Shaoci lowered his head, unable to utter a word.

Xie Wanxin's eyes suddenly turned red, and she choked up and said, "I clearly saw that he was injured, but I still believed that applying some medicine would make him fine. How am I a mother..."

Jing Fengyi held her in his arms, whispered a word of comfort, then looked at Jing Shaoci and said, "Xiao Ci, how is Xiuxiu's condition?"

Li Fengzhi saw that Jing Shaoci's current condition was really bad, and took the initiative to He said, "Mr. Jing, Mrs. Xie, the doctor said that Zixiu's external injuries are quite serious. Both knees and the palm of his right hand have stitches. Because of the complications caused by excessive blood loss, the high fever just subsided half an hour ago. He is now under observation in the ICU."

The couple felt more guilty when they heard this. According to Xie Wanxin, they were the first to discover that Yan Zixiu was injured.

But just based on Dr. Sun's words, they really thought that the situation was not serious and did not fulfill their responsibilities as parents.

[My cousin is in the Capital Third Hospital. She heard that when Yan Zixiu was sent to the hospital, his entire wrist was covered in blood.]

[Yan Zixiu would not commit suicide because of this, right? Which star hasn't been scolded? If you are so fragile, you'd better not be in the entertainment industry. ]

[The guy above put a suppository on his mouth and it sprayed shit? ]

After reading the news online, the chief producer of Zhankong put down his phone and said with a sullen face: "Let's investigate the matter tonight. If we can't find out, there's no need for you to stay."

Yan Zixiu was in a coma for the whole night. He woke up the next morning and was transferred to the VIP ward in the afternoon.

"The patient is still very weak. Family members should pay attention to the time of visit." After the doctor finished speaking, he said, "The patient just said that he wants to see his agent."

Li Fengzhi, who was stared at by everyone, walked in with a look on his face. After opening the door, he saw Yan Zixiu sitting there.

"Why are you up? Lie down quickly."

Yan Zixiu smiled faintly, "Nothing."

Li Fengzhi didn't care, went forward to put the pillow flat, and helped him lie down.

After lying down, Yan Zixiu pursed his lips slightly, and after a few seconds, he said: "Manager Li, does Jing Shaoci also know about my injury?"

Li Fengzhi nodded, thinking: Not only President Jing, but most of the entertainment industry knows about it.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, and then said: "Actually, I slipped in the bathroom."

Before Li Fengzhi could reply, he said again: "Remember to tell Jing Shaoci the same thing."

Li Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, and decided to hide the truth and agreed.

"Okay, I'll remember that." After saying that, he frowned and asked, "How do you feel now? Does the wound still hurt?"

"It doesn't look serious. It's just a minor injury."

Li Fengzhi looked at his pale face, sighed and said, "Zixiu..."

His throat tightened and he couldn't say the following words.

At this time in Qingyuan Temple, the deputy headmaster looked at Taoist Zhen Qiong with a little worry and said: "Brother, Master doesn't allow us to talk about borrowing the lamp, but you told Mr. Jing everything yesterday. If Master wants to settle the score later, then we..."

Taoist Zhen Qiong said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Master is an open-minded person. How could he care about such a small matter with us juniors?"

The deputy headmaster showed an expression of "Are you serious? I'm not sure" and looked at him without saying a word.

Taoist Master Zhen Qiong coughed slightly, then covered his mouth and said, "You go and inform the disciples that the temple will be closed for cleaning in the second half of the month, and no one is allowed to open the door."

After Li Fengzhi came out of the ward, he looked at Jing Shaoci with reluctance and said, "Mr. Jing, Zixiu asked me to tell you that he just slipped in the bathroom and the injury is not serious."

Jing Shaoci's slender fingers trembled imperceptibly, and then nodded.

Xie Wanxin wanted to go in, but Jing Fengyi put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Let the young couple talk first."

When Yan Zixiu saw Jing Shaoci, he was stunned for a moment, then avoided his gaze.

How come this guy looks like he hasn't eaten or slept in days after not seeing him for two days, and his beard has even grown stubble.

After Jing Shaoci sat down beside the bed, he whispered, "Li Jingji...he told you everything, right?"

At this moment, Yan Zixiu was like someone who had secretly hidden a chocolate. Obviously everyone had discovered it, but he still wanted to give it to the person he liked, so he shook his head firmly and said no.

Jing Shaoci glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and hummed softly.

Yan Zixiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party couldn't possibly know about Qingyuan Temple.

The two had just had a quarrel that day, and now they were sitting face to face and didn't know what to say.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Shaoci said in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"

"No," Yan Zixiu answered without even thinking.

At this time, Jing Shaoci raised his bloodshot eyes and said word by word: "Yan Zixiu, you said that practitioners should not lie."

Yan Zixiu subconsciously clenched his fingers, but the pain of pulling the wound intensified instantly, making him frown.

Seeing this, Jing Shaoci immediately said: "I won't ask anymore, don't move."

Yan Zixiu glanced at him with his peripheral vision, and then whispered: "Drawing sweet potato, you are not angry anymore, are you?"

Jing Shaoci's nose suddenly felt sore, and he felt something warm was about to burst out of his eyes. He quickly stood up and turned around.

Yan Zixiu's heart tightened, and he immediately said, "I can explain, I just..."

He got stuck here, he didn't know how to not lie and not make Jing Shaoci angry.

In fact, he didn't want the other party to find out that day. If he didn't find an excuse to hide, he would definitely be exposed.

"In fact, I really didn't know that day was Jiang Yu's birthday." Yan Zixiu began to explain carefully one by one, "and the birthday VCR was also recorded in advance by the crew, and every actor..."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Shaoci suddenly turned around, leaned over and hugged him.

Yan Zixiu struggled, but his hand was injured and he couldn't use any strength.

"Let me hold you for a while, okay?" Jing Shaoci tried his best to suppress the trembling, and tried to speak in a normal voice.

Yan Zixiu began to feel uneasy. He had seen Jing Shaoci in many ways, arrogant, cold and even unreasonable, but he had never seen him like this.

He listened to the sound of the other person taking deep breaths in his ear and slowly raised his right hand.

But just when he was about to touch Jing Shaoci's back, he stopped.

After a long while, Yan Zixiu suddenly thought of something and said, "Did someone bully you? I'll go now..."

"Yan Zixiu." Jing Shaoci suddenly interrupted him, shaking all over, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Then he repeated again with a sob, "I'm wrong."

Yan Zixiu was completely panicked. He had no idea why Jing Shaoci apologized to him and why he was so sad.

He could only rub his back gently with his wrist, trying to ease his sadness in this way.

"If you've really been wronged, you can tell me." Yan Zixiu was not good at comforting people. He thought for a long time before coming up with this sentence, "Don't bear it."

Little did he know that the more he talked, the more uncomfortable Jing Shaoci felt. The strong guilt was like cold sea water, drowning him completely.

At this moment, he really hated himself. He

hated himself for not discovering Yan Zixiu's injury earlier, and hated him even more for doing so much for him, but he didn't say anything except sorry.

"What about your grievances?" Jing Shaoci said with a slight swallow, "Who can I tell?"

Hearing this, Yan Zixiu smiled nonchalantly, "I am the Heavenly Master. Who or what in this world can make me feel wronged?"

"Me."

Jing Shaoci stood up. He remembered the words Yan Zixiu had scolded him before, and then looked at him without blinking and said, "It's me, this idiot."

Yan Zixiu was completely stunned, his mouth half open and unable to speak.

He suddenly realized something, and then lay down with a thud and shrank back into the quilt.

"You should get out soon, I'm sleepy." Yan Zixiu's voice came out muffled from under the quilt.

Jing Shaoci wanted to pull back the quilt, but stopped halfway, "Okay, I'll come in later."

When he came out of the ward, Jing Fengyi and Xie Wanxin were still waiting at the door.

"Dad, Mom, let's go to the lounge to talk."

A few minutes later, Xie Wanxin's uncontrollable crying came from the lounge, and it could be heard clearly even through the door.

Li Fengzhi, Xie Chengyuan and the public relations team discussed it and decided to respect Yan Zixiu's statement. When responding on Weibo, they said that he was injured and hospitalized because he slipped in the bathroom.

Xie Wanxin cried so sadly after learning the truth that she couldn't control her emotions for a while, so Jing Fengyi decided to send her home first.

Before leaving, he patted Jing Shaoci on the shoulder and said, "Son, be nice to Xiaoxiu."

Jing Shaoci nodded solemnly, "Dad, I know."

More than an hour later, he returned to the ward with something in his hand.

Yan Zixiu was still curled up in the quilt, but Jing Shaoci knew he was not asleep.

He opened the lid of the box and took out the steaming lean meat, shrimp and egg custard.

After placing the spoon, Jing Shaoci gently lifted a corner of the quilt and whispered, "Yan Yan, it's time to eat."

Yan Yan? ! When

Yan Zixiu heard this name, he didn't want to come out anymore.

Jing Shaoci waited patiently for a while, and then spoke again: "Yanyan, the egg custard is going to get cold, otherwise it will be wasted."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zixiu first turned from his side to lying flat, and then slowly revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt.

If this scene were made into an emoticon animation, the words below would definitely be: [Your cute Yan suddenly appears].

Jing Shaoci pressed the button, and after the upper part of the hospital bed was slowly lifted, he took a pillow and placed it behind Yan Zixiu's head.

"I'll feed you."

Just as the spoon was passed to his mouth, Yan Zixiu tilted his head uncomfortably.

Jing Shaoci turned his wrist and patiently continued to pass it to his mouth.

Yan Zixiu had no choice but to look at him and said, "Jing Shaoci, I am a man, not as weak as you think."

After that, he stood up and reached out to take the spoon, "I'll do it myself."

"I'm weak." Jing Shaoci looked at him and said, "If you don't let me feed you, my heart will hurt." After that, he added, "It hurts so much that I can't stand it." Yan Zixiu opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just said, "Forget it."

Jing Shaoci started to feed him as he wished, and before passing it to him every time, he would blow on it two or three times, and then touch it with his lips to confirm the temperature. Yan Zixiu

looked at him like this, and inexplicably felt like he was eating the leftovers of a small bitter melon.

After finally finishing the meal, Jing Shaoci wiped his mouth and asked, "How does it taste?"

"Hmm..." Yan Zixiu thought for a moment, then said, "There are a lot of shrimps."

"Okay, I'll remember that."

Yan Zixiu looked at his obedient look and finally couldn't help but said, "Jing Shaoci, you don't have to be like this. I never expect a favor in return..."

"I want to repay." Jing Shaoci's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and he looked at him steadily.

"Yan Zixiu, let's remarry."