Day 75
Yeah?
Kenny stared at his glass and sneered. The two seats beside him were now empty: one for Zhou Hengyu, who had left, and the other had been empty from the beginning.
Everyone sees him as a villain, even though Nakazawa from Japan is very popular on the show, but he is not.
He had heard their discussions behind his back, saying that he was relying on his reputation to try to challenge Fu Xunyan, and if he couldn't win, he would ask the company to expose Fu Xunyan's negative information.
But this was obviously not the case. At least from the beginning, he did not intentionally frame Fu Xunyan. He did not have the power to oppose the company's decision and could only act according to their requirements.
Didn't he feel wronged? He didn't have the confidence that Zhou Hengyu had. He couldn't just refuse something if he didn't want to. Moreover, this place was a completely foreign country for him, so he had to be extremely cautious.
He has done a great job from the first stage till now, why can everyone only see Fu Xunyan and not him?
He was unwilling to accept it.
Fu Xunyan was just an ordinary trainee who had climbed up from the bottom. In terms of looks, they were equally good-looking. Why was he number one while he could only be tenth?
Failure to debut from "New Century" meant he would have to return to Pennyline, a company that couldn't accomplish anything...
He doesn't want to.
He tried to find a new way out for himself, but Zhou Hengyu, the idiot, only knew how to enjoy the flattery of others and had no idea how to bribe them with benefits. It seemed as if he deserved it because others were nice to him.
Haha, no wonder Shao Ruzhou gradually disliked him, and no wonder Ye Lai from the same company had been at odds with him from the beginning.
Kenny's grip on the table tightened.
But he understood the ins and outs, and he finally persuaded Zhou Hengyu to pay the price, and he was willing to help pull Fu Xunyan down.
As long as Zhou Hengyu is willing to help him pay the 500,000 yuan penalty from Pennyline.
Park Soo-ha's family is rich, so he could just leave, but he can't. If he can't catch Zhou Hengyu, he can only sell himself to pay the penalty.
He couldn't do it without taking the final step.
The handsome chestnut-haired trainee wasn't completely drunk, but the alcohol magnified his desires and his courage.
Boom—the elbow that was supporting the table fell down. Shen Chi was immersed in the emotion of Director Shen’s speech. When he heard the sound, he immediately turned around and saw that Min Hai had caught the person who fell.
Ye Lai, Da Pei, Bai Wenji, as well as Jiang Han and Bai Zhen who were further away, all left their tables and came over.
"Brother Fu, have you been drinking? Why did you fall?" Shen Chi was shocked and reached out to touch Fu Xunyan's cheek.
"Why is it a little hot?"
Min Hai frowned and pulled down his collar slightly. The previously pink area turned bright red, as if ink had been spilled and covered it.
"He didn't drink. I just saw it." Min Hai was puzzled and moved close to the young man's face and sniffed it.
"Why does it really smell a little bit like alcohol?"
Min Hai's eyes widened, "Who gave him alcohol?"
The people around him all shook their heads. They had just returned from the restroom later than Fu Xunyan, so they didn't know what had happened in between.
Their eyes were all fixed on the only person left at the table.
Kenny shook his head at their questioning gazes, "I don't know. I didn't buy him a drink."
Da Pei reached out and touched the young man's forehead. "He seems to still have a fever. We need to go to the hospital to see if he's allergic to alcohol or something."
The commotion at this table also attracted the attention of several directors who were planning to leave. They sent people over to inquire and were shocked to learn that Fu Xunyan was unconscious for some unknown reason. They immediately arranged for someone to take them away from the table and take them to the hospital.
"But don't go with so many people." Seeing seven or eight young men rushing out, Shen Ziqing stopped them with a headache.
"It's too easy to cause a commotion. Just two people should go with him."
Min Hai grabbed Fu Xunyan's shoulders tightly, with an attitude that said, "I must go."
Before Shen Chi could raise his hand, Bai Wenji beside him pushed him back.
"Can you register? Can you handle the hospitalization procedures?"
Chen Chi, who had never gone to the hospital alone to treat a serious illness, said: Am I disqualified just like that?
Bai Wenji saw that he was trying to persuade one of them to leave, but was silenced by another voice beside him. Da Pei grabbed Fu Xunyan's waist and rushed out with Min Hai and his men.
"I've always been on my own abroad, and I can handle it in China. I'm familiar with the hospital procedures, so I went."
Watching the three people leaving, Chen Chi glared at Bai Wenji quietly.
Humph, you see, what's the point of stopping me? Brother Da Pei is the biggest competitor.
Ye Lai, Ye Lai suffered because of his stubborn mouth. The guy who was used to being invited by others could not understand how sought-after the position next to that person was.
Bai Zhen was a little worried: "I'm still worried, but what if they don't allow us to go?"
Jiang Han, however, looked calm as he sat down and helped the departing people pack up their things. "Don't worry, I have a solution."
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They rushed out of the banquet hall and got off the elevator, Da Pei and Min Hai each held one arm of Fu Xunyan.
"I'm not drunk, I feel like I'm unconscious." Dabae's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was terrified. He couldn't understand why he turned out like this after just eating a meal.
As the first person to discover that something was wrong with Fu Xunyan, Min Hai had his own guesses.
"Now I feel that it's more likely that I ate something I'm allergic to, but the symptoms are developing too quickly, and the amount seems to be quite large. We have to hurry!"
It is very dangerous. For some people, allergies are just itching or rashes on the body, but if too much allergen is consumed, it may be fatal.
"Has the ambulance arrived downstairs?" Min Hai asked the staff anxiously.
The other party was also a little anxious: "I shouted! The big hospital is very close to here. We should be able to get on the car directly after we get off!"
The group hurriedly got off the elevator.
A dark figure walked out of the corner after a long time. She fiddled with the mobile phone in her hand, got on the elevator next to her with a serious expression, and followed the few people all the way.
The shrill sirens of the ambulance pierced the night sky. The moment the automatic door of the emergency room opened to the sides, the cold white light slashed like a knife at the face on the stretcher, which was flushed with a sickly color.
The young man lay on his back on a stretcher, his Adam's apple rolling laboriously against his swollen neck. His eyes were tightly shut, his consciousness hazy, but his slender fingers gripped the guardrail convulsively, their knuckles bluish-white from lack of oxygen.
"A 20-year-old male with laryngeal edema caused by an unexplained allergic reaction!" the paramedic shouted as he pushed the stretcher into the emergency room. Amidst the muffled thud of wheels rolling over the non-slip floor, Fu Xunyan suddenly arched his back, as if an invisible hand were gripping his throat.
Through the ripped slit in his shirt collar, his collarbone rose and fell violently with his rapid breathing, and the skin on his chest was covered with spider-web-like red.
The head nurse yanked aside the curtain, her eyes reflecting the image of this beautiful, frail young man, his vitality being eroded by an allergic reaction. His thick eyelashes were stained with natural tears, and his usually affectionate eyes were now bloodshot, staring vacantly at a spot on the ceiling.
"Prepare adrenaline!" The doctor pried open his hands that were tightly gripping the bed sheet.
The intern stood there, stunned, holding the laryngoscope. Even though his face, distorted by the oxygen mask, was still distorted, his once captivating features could still be seen. That was until the attending physician elbowed him away: "Don't stare at the patient's face! Assess whether intubation is necessary!"
The intern immediately came to his senses: "Considering the patient's special condition, we should give priority to non-invasive ventilation!"
Da Pei pursed his lips and his fingers unconsciously stroked the hem of his clothes.
His face, which usually wore a cheeky smile in front of the camera, was now tense, his eyes following the patient on the bed. He tried to help push the bed several times, but then realized he couldn't help, so he just followed the medical staff silently.
Min Hai stood half a step to Dal Bae's side, his right hand clutching his phone, his left rubbing the back of his neck. His slightly longer buzz cut seemed to burst with nervousness, like a hedgehog's fur.
"How could this happen? He was fine before..."
Everything happened so suddenly that no one was prepared.
When the nurse closed the curtain, the two were blocked out. Dal-bae leaned against the wall, staring down at the tips of his sneakers.
Min Hai stood straight with his hands in the pockets of his training suit, and only his slightly trembling fingertips revealed his uneasiness.
The light from the corridor shone on them, casting two long and silent shadows on the ground.
The staff were also afraid that Fu Xunyan might have an accident, so after completing the formalities, they hurriedly asked the two if they knew what they were allergic to.
Min Hai and Da Pei immediately began to recall, but the turbulent emotions in their hearts made it difficult for them to calm down and regain their sanity. They had to squat down and hold their heads to control their emotions.
As someone who lives in the same dormitory with Fu Xunyan, Da Pei knows him better.
"I've mentioned his allergies before, mainly to seafood, but he hasn't touched the seafood on the table today. Even if it was accidentally added to the hot pot, he wouldn't eat it."
"And then..."
"Strawberry!" Min Hai and Da Pei suddenly looked up and suddenly realized something.
"Wouldn't he eat something as obvious as a strawberry?" the staff disagreed.
Min Hai was also a little shaken: "Logically speaking, he should be able to distinguish strawberries, but..."
"By the way! Our drink today is juice, right?"
The staff suddenly realized.
"Yes, we offer mixed juice today, but I remember there were only mango and kiwi mixed juices. There shouldn't be any strawberry ones, right?"
Da Pei suddenly remembered that when they found that something was wrong with Fu Xunyan, someone at the table had a strange look on his face, frowned, and spoke in a deep voice.
"What if someone mixed strawberry juice into the drink?"
This is a big deal! The staff immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
If the original accident was man-made, it would be a huge scandal!
He immediately suppressed Dal-bae and Min-hae's speculations: "Don't tell anyone else yet! Our production team will investigate first!"
After saying that, he hurried out and called his leader to report.
The situation behind the curtain seemed to stabilize, and soon a doctor wearing a mask came out and took off his gloves.
"Fortunately, although there was a brief period of dyspnea, the symptoms were significantly relieved after intramuscular injection of epinephrine, and intubation was no longer required."
"Then why is he unconscious?" Da Pei asked.
Doctor: "Maybe because the patient has had fewer allergic reactions and has a weak resistance. We will observe further."
After taking another look at Da Pei Min Hai and the young man lying on the bed, and considering his overly prominent appearance, the doctor thought for a moment.
"You're entertainers, right? An ENT doctor and a respiratory doctor will come for a double consultation later. If medication is available, we'll give him medication."
Thank you for your help, doctor. Dal-bae and Min-hae both bowed and thanked him, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
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