Chapter 33 Chapter 33
"Guarantee
Axun promised that he would never lie to Baby again, would not tell Baby lies, would not hide anything from Baby, would only love Baby forever, and would be with Baby forever.
Guarantor: Zhao Qingxun"
In the neat and elegant Slender Gold script, Steward Song took Zhao Qingxun's letter of guarantee and took a photo with Zhao Qingxun's mobile phone and sent it to Feng Ling. After reading it, Feng Ling's melancholy expression immediately disappeared and she smiled faintly.
She was indeed angry that he was doing something behind her back, which delayed the broadcast of the TV series and made the director, producer and investors very angry, but Zhao Qingxun did not hurt anyone, nor did he ruin the work. Moreover, from his point of view, she and Song Chaojin were filming an idol drama together, and Zhao Qingxun, as her boyfriend, did not lose his temper or ask her to avoid suspicion, which was already generous and tolerant enough.
Thinking of this, Feng Ling even began to feel sorry for Zhao Qingxun, who was disabled and had to use a wheelchair. He had lost his former status as a top superstar. How would it feel to sit in front of the TV and watch his beloved girlfriend hugging and kissing others?
Butler Song called, and Feng Ling answered. The old man greeted her carefully, "Baby, it's very cold outside. Where are you? Approximately, what time will you be back? I'll have them make you some sweet soup to warm you up."
"Uncle Song, I'm in the coffee shop and will be back soon. I've already had juice, so there's no need to make sweet soup." Her tone was filled with apology. She let such an old man see her quarreling with her boyfriend. Although, Feng Ling didn't think she had done anything wrong.
When Feng Ling got home, she had just taken the elevator up from the underground garage. Butler Song had not gone to rest but had been waiting for her. He came over with a smile and helped Feng Ling take off her coat. He said kindly, "You're finally back. Those bodyguards found you but didn't dare to disturb you. Baby, Xiao Xun is not in good health, but he cares about you very much, just like any other boy. Please be more tolerant of his health. I think it's not that he doesn't want to go out and pursue you, it's just that it's too inconvenient for him to move."
"Don't worry, we won't quarrel anymore." Feng Ling nodded in agreement and gave the old butler a reassurance.
When she walked into the bedroom, Feng Ling saw that the lights were on, but she found that Zhao Qingxun had already lay down. The window of the room seemed to be open, and the temperature was a little lower than usual. Zhao Qingxun had changed into a new set of clothes and was lying there with a calm expression, and it was impossible to tell whether he was asleep or not.
He flew back from Switzerland with his disabled body, waiting for her. Then the two of them started to quarrel again. Zhao Qingxun was too tired. Feng Ling was about to turn around and leave when she heard the hoarse voice of the person on the bed calling her, "Baby."
"I'm here. I thought you were asleep." She walked quickly to the bedside, lowered her head slightly, and spoke in a slightly higher voice to accommodate his right ear which had lost most of its hearing.
Holding the lavender letter paper in his hand, Zhao Qingxun raised his hand with great effort and handed it to Feng Ling, "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry." He was obviously exhausted and his voice was hoarse at the end of his speech.
After receiving his letter of guarantee, Feng Ling took advantage of the situation and supported his slender arms to sit on the edge of the bed. Seeing him trying hard to look up at her, her heart softened immediately and she could no longer complain. "I accept the letter of guarantee. Don't apologize anymore. Go to bed early. You just came back. If I get sick, I will be so uncomfortable."
"It's my fault. I won't do it again." There was no blood on his lips, which wasted Zhao Qingxun's sexy and perfect lip shape. He was really about to break at this moment, but he still tried his best to hold Feng Ling's hand with his wrist to prevent her from leaving.
"I'm going to take a shower and sleep with you tonight." Feng Ling could see that Zhao Qingxun had no strength left. He hooked his wrist around hers, his eyes wet, and he looked pitiful, crying silently. Feng Ling hugged his shoulders tightly, kissing the corners of his lips and jaw again and again, stroking his hair and cheeks. Before getting up, she hugged Zhao Qingxun again, coaxing him for a long time, and only then did she feel the hand that was always slightly cold and tightly clasped around her gradually loosen.
She really had no strength at all, otherwise Zhao Qingxun would not have been lying in bed waiting for her to come back. When Feng Ling came out of the shower, he had already fallen asleep. She turned off the main light in the bedroom and slept on the other side of the nursing bed, so she would not disturb his sleep.
The next day, Feng Ling heard from the nurse that Zhao Qingxun had a seizure last night after writing the letter of guarantee. The seizure was so severe that his back also cramped. He couldn't help but groan when the pain was severe. He also had severe incontinence. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he was still worried about the bad smell in the room. That's why he insisted on opening the bedroom window for ventilation, regardless of the fact that it was late autumn outside. In order to wait for her to come back, Zhao Qingxun refused to take medicine and even refused to rest. Butler Song told Zhao Qingxun that Feng Ling had gone to the basement garage at home. Zhao Qingxun nodded and agreed to take medicine. So, after she came back, no matter how hard he tried, he still fell asleep quickly.
It took him several days of bed rest to recover his strength. Feng Ling stayed at home with him more often. When Zhao Qingxun was weak, he had difficulty speaking, but even when he was lying there without speaking, he kept looking at Feng Ling with a pair of affectionate eyes. Feng Ling would naturally not mention the past again. It seemed that Zhao Qingxun was such a clear-headed person that he would not make the same mistake again.
The young couple here are back to normal, and fans over there have found out that the mysterious man, Mr. J, who bought the huge yellow diamond on Feng Ling's middle finger, is suspected to be the boss of Feng Ling's economic company.
Ever since Feng Ling bravely revealed her relationship, rumors have spread all over the place, from her unbearable relationship with someone she was kept by to a love story where a nobleman lavished money on her and devotedly protected her. At least one thing is recognized, and that is that the man she is dating must be a low-key man with deep affection and wealth. It is speculated that Feng Ling's two disappearances and her lack of work were also for him, which shows that the two of them are in a two-way relationship. A man needs money and love to keep the heart of a top beauty.
No one would respond to his random guess. Zhao Qingxun rarely stayed in Beijing. When he felt a little better, he immediately organized the old workers in his family to make dumplings for Fengling.
In order to control her weight, Feng Ling almost always eats food prepared by a nutritionist. She has not been working recently, and Zhao Qingxun also dotes on her. He sits in a wheelchair and watches everything from processing ingredients to kneading dough and seasoning. Although he doesn't talk much, with him around, who dares not work twice as hard?
Feng Ling invited Dr. Sun's apprentice who was good at massage to come and massage Zhao Qingxun's legs and feet.
He seemed to care less and less about his paralyzed legs. Although the nurses helped him with massage every day, compared with professional massage, daily passive activities had little effect. Most of the time, he relied on foot supports to support his ankles, which still caused Zhao Qingxun's lower limbs to atrophy significantly, and his toes were soft and drooping, no longer looking like they did when he was healthy.
She didn't say it, but Zhao Qingxun understood her intention. The acupoint massage made Zhao Qingxun's numb lower limbs twitch constantly, and he could even feel the pain. It was more of a massage to stimulate his limp body. The catheter had been removed in advance, so urine kept flowing, and there were even flatulence and excretion. After persisting in one massage, Zhao Qingxun was embarrassed and angry, and his body was sore and he had completely lost his momentum, like a defeated warrior. After the massage, he lay on the bed for a long time before he was willing to get up.
During the massage, Zhao Qingxun refused to let Feng Ling accompany him, so Feng Ling had no choice but to go with him.
"Axun, are you still angry? Massage is good for you. Now that you're back, why don't you keep doing it for a while?" Looking at the man lying on the bed to relieve his physical discomfort, who would pout when he saw her, she coaxed him gently. She knew that his thin arms and legs could not bear such strong pressure, so Feng Ling had to encourage him and no longer dared to force him.
"Yeah, okay." If it weren't for his girlfriend, Zhao Qingxun would not have endured this suffering. Thinking of Feng Ling saying that his body was deformed, Zhao Qingxun was also afraid that she would dislike his gradually growing belly and sagging legs, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it and accept the Chinese medicine acupoint massage.
Some people have said that Feng Ling is the person Zhao Lanyin likes, while others say that Zhao Lanyin is not the real person, and that the capital hidden behind her is the real buyer and financial backer of Feng Ling. The biggest benefit of officially announcing the relationship is that some overly unpleasant rumors are self-defeating.
A European manor nestled in a vast private garden, nestled within a towering, modern castle, sat with Zhao Lanyin by the floor-to-ceiling windows, seemingly admiring the blue sky and white clouds. From behind, wrapped in a custom-made suit, it was hard to tell the man's age. A closer look revealed his attire, which was luxurious, and his dark brown hair, half streaked with white, suggested he was about the same age as Zhao Lanyin.
"Let me introduce you to that charming oriental girl of yours." The man spoke Chinese with a distinct accent, but he was quite proficient in it. The ups and downs of his facial features showed that he was of European descent.
"Feng Ling? She can't do that." The hand holding the tall and thin wine glass paused, and Zhao Lanyin denied it without hesitation.
"Is it because of my age?" The man narrowed his eyes and glanced at the shadow of Zhao Lanyin holding the champagne glass.
"Hmph, father and son are the same." After taking a sip of champagne, Zhao Lanyin gritted his teeth and threw out these words without saying another word.
After a pause, the man took a sharp breath and asked, "You said in your acceptance speech that you're in a relationship. Is that true?"
"yes."
The man suddenly turned his head to look at Zhao Lanyin. His dark eyes were no longer as clear and bright. He stared at Zhao Lanyin for a long time, secretly let out a sigh, and stopped talking.
New scripts are being screened, and Feng Ling does not have a long-term job for the time being. However, as the New Year approaches, the company has arranged many short-term performances and activities for her. Although they are not the drama performances she has been longing for, she will do her best to complete them.
To be a successful artist, one needs to constantly improve their professional abilities. She needs to be self-disciplined and look good at all times. She has endless work to do, often tossing and turning between day and night, which is very tiring. Feng Ling is already a public figure, and the pressure, topics, and attention surrounding her are endless. Especially the relationship between Zhao Qingxun and Feng Ling, if she is not careful, will leave her with a regrettable reputation.
Therefore, Zhao Qingxun didn't want to stay in Beijing. Beijing's population was huge, and everyone was too smart. Feng Ling's every move was being watched, and being followed 24 hours a day was the norm. Sitting in a wheelchair, his face pale as a ghost, a frail, deformed freak like himself, if exposed to the flashlight, Zhao Qingxun didn't know what else he could do except die.
The young couple accommodated and cared for each other. Feng Ling would go to a house in another community to have someone come to her house for beauty and body care. Zhao Qingxun didn't even trim his hair and lay at home all day because he was afraid of meeting strangers.
Seeing Zhao Qingxun chatting with the housekeeper in his Beijing home, directing the workers to take care of and replace the home decorations, and buying a huge amount of things for himself, including almost all the warm clothes and bedding for the four seasons, Feng Ling knew that this was her boyfriend's love. He was concerned about everything about her and was always thinking about her. So, when Zhao Qingxun said he wanted to go back to Switzerland, Feng Ling didn't cry and try to stop him. He could do whatever he wanted. She could run and jump, and as long as he lived on Earth, she could find him at any time.
Feng Ling took the initiative to ask for kisses and hugs, and lay tenderly in Zhao Qingxun's arms, acting like a spoiled child. After sending him to the airport and watching him being carried onto the plane, Feng Ling became depressed. She was reluctant to be separated from her lover, but her life was too busy. With the identities of a female boss and a female star, countless people worked around her, so she would never be able to finish the things she needed to do.
Feng Ling is growing and changing step by step, and the paralyzed Zhao Qingxun is not worried at all. He is happy to see a better her, and helping her reach the peak where no one is by her side is his deepest wish. It doesn't even matter whether he can always be by her side.
On the plane back to Switzerland, Zhao Qingxun gestured to the nurse, who immediately stood up and squatted beside him, listening to him weakly say, "My stomach, or somewhere, hurts a lot."
"Here? Here?" The nurse took Zhao Qingxun's left hand, gently placed it on the stomach and both sides of the stomach and asked him, and carefully moved it down a little bit before asking him again.
Not sure where the pain was, Zhao Qingxun took a deep breath, closed his eyes and shook his head. The flight was steady and his emotions gradually stabilized.
"Maybe you're a little bloated. I'll be sitting next to you, and you can call me anytime." The nurse whispered in Zhao Qingxun's ear. Seeing him nod, she reached into his clothes and gently felt around his abdomen and lower abdomen. Zhao Qingxun was so thin that his bones were visible, but his lower abdomen had a layer of soft flesh due to the lack of muscle support from paralysis. The nurse didn't dare to press too hard on him, but just felt around. She felt relieved when she couldn't find any abnormal swelling or bulge.
During the second half of the flight, Zhao Qingxun continued to complain of pain. The nurse reported this to Butler Song, and everyone became extremely concerned. They stayed by his side the entire time and contacted the medical team on the ground in advance. Zhao Qingxun was a high-level paraplegic, completely paralyzed from the waist down, with incomplete paralysis of the cervical spine. This meant he had lost most of his upper body perception, and theoretically, he couldn't feel anything in his abdomen. His complaints of pain suggested something was wrong, and it was already quite serious, for him to feel anything.
The plane finally landed, and Butler Song was in an extremely heavy mood. Zhao Qingxun had lost consciousness due to the pain and physical fatigue. He was taken to the hospital, and the doctor drew blood and performed a cardiovascular examination. The results showed that everything was fine and intra-abdominal bleeding was ruled out. Butler Song felt relieved.
The final diagnosis is that the patient is paralyzed, his digestive system is very weak and disordered, and the bloating and pain may be caused by poor excretion. Family members are advised to pay more attention to his condition. If the pain worsens, please seek medical attention at any time.
To put it bluntly, the doctor hinted that Zhao Qingxun's long-term paralysis might have caused the pain due to constipation.
After returning home, Zhao Qingxun was exhausted and fell into a coma for a long time. The caregivers did not dare to relax and took turns to stay by his side.
Zhao Qingxun was weak and slept in a daze for an unknown amount of time. When he woke up, he still felt pain in his abdomen.
Turning his neck, he saw the nurse sitting on the sofa beside the bed. He rubbed his right arm. He couldn't raise his hand to call for help, so he had to catch his breath for a while and gather his strength.
Before Zhao Qingxun could call for help, the nurse had already noticed that he had woken up. "Xiaoxun, we're in Bern now, it's afternoon. Can I hold you up and sit for a while and drink some water?"
"I don't want to drink, it still hurts." Zhao Qingxun had just woken up and felt difficulty breathing. His limbs were shaking abnormally. It seemed that his body was having an uncomfortable reaction.
The nurse also noticed that something was wrong with him and was busy giving him oxygen and checking his blood pressure and blood oxygen level.
"It hurts." He remembered going to the hospital yesterday. Zhao Qingxun didn't remember what the doctor said, but he knew clearly that he still had abdominal pain.
The nurse hurriedly called for Butler Song. Seeing Zhao Qingxun's condition, Butler Song knew that he must be in pain, otherwise Zhao Qingxun would not care at all. "Xiaoxun, you have a steel plate in your body, so you can't do an MRI. I'll take you to the hospital now for other tests and ask the doctor to confirm the diagnosis."
Holding the housekeeper's hand, Zhao Qingxun did not forget to remind him, "Don't tell the baby." They had just separated, and he was sick again. He also felt annoyed, not to mention the young and busy Feng Ling?
Feng Ling was undoubtedly brave to make her relationship public at the awards ceremony, and it also showed respect for Zhao Qingxun. Although she did not disclose the identity of her boyfriend, for a star of her status, actively admitting that she is in a relationship will undoubtedly have a huge impact on her career.
As Feng Ling's lover, Zhao Qingxun was deeply moved. He didn't tell anyone about his feelings, but he was truly moved. Moved to the point of being unable to sleep and shedding tears, Zhao Qingxun still resisted making their relationship public. Once a stunningly beautiful young man, a second-generation celebrity raised under the camera, he had now become this state. He didn't want anyone to see his shabby, battered body. He didn't want to expose his paralyzed body and be judged by everyone. He just wanted to live a quiet, ordinary life.
After struggling with inner conflicts for a long time and being unable to give his lover more response, Zhao Qingxun decided to leave Beijing early.
Most of his paralyzed body had no feeling, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't sit up independently. He even couldn't hear at all in his right ear due to tinnitus. When Zhao Qingxun was taken to the hospital again, he was so weak that he couldn't speak.
"The patient has a small lump on his liver. He does not need surgery at the moment and needs to be observed continuously. The cause of his pain is in his gallbladder. It should be a pain that ordinary people would feel would rather die than live. It is caused by gallstones in the gallbladder. It is recommended to have surgery to remove it immediately." After a detailed examination, the doctor came to this conclusion, which scared the old housekeeper so much that he lost his mind and immediately called Zhao Lanyin.
As a result, Zhao Lanyin and Zhao Qingxun both agreed to the surgery. Seeing how calm the mother and son were, Butler Song immediately cheered up and invited the best doctor to perform the surgery.
Before lying in the operating room under general anesthesia, Zhao Qingxun called Feng Ling and said, "Baby, I'm sorry, my gallbladder is damaged and I have to have surgery to remove it. I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away."
"Silly boy, you didn't feel sorry for me by getting sick. You are the one who is in pain. I will take a leave and go back immediately. Axun, don't be afraid, I will be back soon." Feng Ling couldn't believe the news. Her lover, who had been separated for only a few days, was going to face a gallbladder removal surgery. She tried to hold back her tears and talked to Zhao Qingxun, shaking all over.
"Okay, don't be afraid. Remember, my property has been faired and basically left to you. If... don't be afraid, I will always protect you." The intermittent but clear speech was the most important words Zhao Qingxun gave to his lover.
Become a star guardian?
Feng Ling didn't dare to ask, she was already crying while holding the phone.
In the winter of his 30th year, Zhao Qingxun had his gallbladder removed in Switzerland and became completely deaf in his right ear.
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