Xu Qiongzhi searched on her mobile phone and found that severe pneumonia can lead to respiratory failure, shock and even life-threatening conditions, which scared her so much that she started crying.
Fortunately, after examination, Ye Ying's lungs were only slightly infected, and he was hospitalized and treated in time, so his condition did not spread further and was under stable control. But even so, his condition was still very poor, with repeated high fevers and continuous coughs, which seemed to be about to cough out his lungs. He also lost weight rapidly in just a few days.
Uncle Mai stayed in the hospital almost all day, Ye Mingyuan and Ye Yi also came, Li Jingfei and Ming Yuechen would go to the hospital whenever they had no work. The boy on the bed was receiving an IV, his wrist was so thin, the blue veins were particularly obvious on the pale skin on the back of his hand, and every time he frowned and coughed, the people around him would immediately worry, wishing they could take his place.
"How did you get yourself into this state?" Ye Mingyuan was heartbroken. "Work is important, but health is more important. How can I rest assured when you are like this?"
Ye Yi lay on the bedside, looking at his brother with red eyes: "Brother, if you are too tired, just go home. We don't want to be celebrities anymore. I will support you, okay?"
Ye Ying covered his lips and coughed twice. The long-term coughing and inflammation made his chest vibrate and hurt every time he coughed. His lips were also cracked and white, but he still smiled and comforted them: "It's not that exaggerated. It's just a minor illness and it will be healed soon."
"It's just a minor illness? This is pneumonia!" Ye Mingyuan glared at him, "It could be fatal if it gets serious!"
Ye Ying didn't dare to make them worry too much, so she immediately admitted her mistake: "I will take care of myself in the future. Really."
Ye Yi still felt very uncomfortable, so he moved to Ye Ying and half hugged him. Ye Ying pushed him away and said, "Don't get too close to me. Be careful of infection."
"Then let it spread!" Ye Yi whined and hugged his brother tighter, "It's just right for me to suffer with you!"
Ye Ying raised the hand that was not receiving the IV and gently touched her brother's hair.
His friends were also worried about him. Qiu Shuang touched his hair with his big hand, his eyes full of heartache and blame: "Look at you, there is a limit to how hard you work. This is the first time I've seen someone end up in the hospital!"
Xu Qiongzhi held his hand, her curly hair drooping down: "Yingying, you seem to be unhappy these days, is there something on your mind? You can tell us, aren't we friends?"
His eyes were a little wet: "I am so sad to see you sick, and I am also sad to see you unhappy."
Ye Ying felt very sorry and held his hand tightly: "I'm sorry, I always make you worry."
"Now that you know, don't take your body lightly anymore." Li Jingfei's face was a little cold. "If I see you overtraining or staying up late to do homework again, don't blame me for punishing you."
Ye Ying was frightened by her brother Fei's dark face. She shrank back into the room subconsciously and nodded continuously like a chicken pecking at rice.
Ming Yuechen peeled an apple, cut it into small pieces, inserted a toothpick and handed it over: "Okay, don't scare him, I think he will remember this lesson. Eat some fruit."
Now Ye Ying did what her teammates said, and immediately sat up and ate the fruit. After a few bites, she couldn't help but remind them again: "Don't tell Brother He about this. He's going to the finals soon, don't affect his condition."
"I know, but I never told him." Ming Yuechen said, "But you haven't appeared in the video for several days, so I can't hide it for long. He's not stupid, so he must be suspicious."
He Zhou did have doubts.
Ye Ying wasn't there when they called her on video for several nights in a row. They said that he was recording a show, but no matter how busy he was, he shouldn't have no time to connect the phone for several days in a row, right?
He Zhou originally thought that he had broken his promise and failed to go back that day, which made the other party angry, but then he thought that Ye Ying was not such a willful person. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He called Uncle Mai several times to ask about it, and finally learned the truth about Ye Ying's illness.
Without saying a word, he immediately made a firm request to the program team, boarded a flight back to China that day, and ran directly to the hospital from the airport after landing.
Uncle Mai waited for him at the hospital entrance after receiving the call. Seeing that he looked anxious and unsightly, he took him to the ward and comforted him, "Ye Ying's pneumonia has recovered. The doctor said that she has recovered completely and there will be no sequelae. She will probably be able to be hospitalized in two more days. You don't have to worry too much."
It is now past ten o'clock in the evening, and the hospital corridor is very quiet. Ye Ying is staying in a single room. In the first few days when his condition was serious, there was someone staying with him every night, but now he is basically fine, so his father, brother and teammates were sent back home to sleep. After all, there was only a small sofa in the ward, and it was impossible to rest well on it at night.
"Uncle, you go back." He Zhou said, "I'll watch over you here tonight."
After seeing Uncle Mai off, He Zhou gently pushed open the door of the ward and went in. The light was on in the ward, and Ye Ying was still on an IV drip, but she was already asleep.
He Zhou did not disturb him. He walked to the bedside and sat down gently on the chair, his eyes sketching the boy's facial features inch by inch. In addition to deep blame and heartache, there was also an indescribable anger that had nowhere to vent.
He blamed himself for hiding the fact that this person was ill from him, and he blamed himself for not knowing about it for so long that he couldn't be by his side when he was feeling the worst.
He sat by the bed and watched for an unknown amount of time until the nurse came in to remove the needle from Ye Ying. Although the movement was very gentle, Ye Ying still woke up and said thank you to the nurse. It was not until she left and closed the door that he realized belatedly that there was someone sitting by the bed.
He originally thought it was his teammate or Ye Yi coming over again, but he didn't expect to meet He Zhou's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Ye Ying's mind went blank for a moment, and her eyes slowly widened.
"...Brother He?" He opened his mouth, "You're back?"
For a few seconds he really thought he was dreaming, until He Zhou gently held the hand that had just pulled out the needle.
"Come back." He had planned to criticize him for hiding his illness after he woke up, but at this point, He Zhou couldn't say anything harsh. He just used his hands to warm Ye Ying's palms, which had become cold due to the infusion, and asked, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Ye Ying shook her head slowly, then realized something and suddenly became anxious: "Aren't you going to the finals soon? How can you come back at this time?"
He Zhou's face turned cold: "Is this why you hid it from me?"
Ye Ying choked and her voice subconsciously lowered: "I'm not hiding it... I just think it's not a big deal, there's no need to tell you, and it will distract you..."
He Zhou didn't want to get angry with him, but he couldn't help but feel hurt by every word he said, and he soon lost control of his temper: "It's not necessary? You have pneumonia, you've been lying in bed for seven or eight days, you've lost weight and your face is pale as a ghost, and you tell me it's not necessary!?"
"Everyone else knows about it, and everyone else is here to watch over you and take care of you, but I haven't heard anything about it, and I'm still worried every day when you don't answer my calls!" He Zhou gritted his teeth, looking like he wanted to bite him, "Ye Ying, do you want to piss me off to death?!"
It was the first time that Ye Ying saw He Zhou lose his temper with him. He was a little overwhelmed and subconsciously held He Zhou's hand to apologize to him: "I'm sorry... I..."
"I was wrong." He said sadly, "I shouldn't have kept it from you. Don't be angry."
He Zhou stared at the boy's guilty look, sighed deeply, stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, held his face with both hands, frowned and stared into his eyes and said, "Don't mention the competition anymore. Whether it's the competition or anything else, it's not as important as you to me. Do you understand?"
Ye Ying's heart trembled at the sight of his focused and serious gaze, and the aching feeling from his chest spread all the way to his fingertips. He looked into He Zhou's eyes and said "hmm" softly with a nasal tone.
He Zhou tried to comfort him a little, his palm slid down along his cheek, rubbing his neck gently: "Do you miss me?"
He thought he would not get a positive answer, but he did not expect Ye Ying to still look at him infatuatedly and honestly utter one word: "I want to."
He seldom looked at He Zhou with such a straightforward look. Perhaps it was because of his illness that his mental defenses became weaker, and he had no spare energy to restrain and conceal his true emotions. The admiration and longing in his eyes were like a fire, which ignited He Zhou's nerves in an instant.
"Say it again." He asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you miss me?"
"Yes." He saw the boy tell him, "Very much... every day."
He Zhou's breathing was disordered.
They were very close to each other, their foreheads almost touching; their eyes were intertwined, hot and intense, like a lingering spring tide that was about to burst the dam at any moment and push them into an abyss from which there was no return.
He Zhou's eyes were red, and he felt that all the blood in his body was burning. The wall of will that he had been holding up for a long time was collapsing inch by inch. Even the arm that was pressing on Ye Ying's neck was tense, and the muscles were as hard as iron, with bulging blue veins on them.
Ye Ying's beast-like gaze made him tremble all over. Just when his heart was about to jump out of his chest, he suddenly felt the hot hand on his neck withdraw. The man in front of him was still looking at him, but he stepped back, as if to distance himself.
Ye Ying's chest suddenly felt cold.
Time and again, the distance between them seemed to cast a spell. No matter how close they got, they always returned to the starting point when they were about to touch each other.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed He Zhou.
There was a string deep in my mind that was desperately sounding the alarm, screaming "no" and "should not" over and over again.
I really can't stand it, he thought with a gasp.
I just fell in love with someone.
The hand that was holding He Zhou's collar loosened, and climbed up along his chest to hold his shoulders. Ye Ying pressed the man's neck down with her backhand, tilted her head and kissed him hard.
Like a flood that breaks through a dam and sparks that spread across the wilderness, reason and shackles break and collapse, and everything is out of control.
He Zhou held Ye Ying's back and pressed her hard into the soft, white pillow behind her, kissing her fiercely and roughly. Their lips and teeth bumped against each other anxiously and rashly, even bleeding, but he had no time to care.
They had longed for each other for too long, and were unwilling to be apart for even a second. Ye Ying wrapped her arms tightly around the neck of the man in front of her, closing her eyes and trembling uncontrollably. His ears were red as if they were about to bleed, his long, dark eyelashes were like butterfly wings trembling in the wind and rain, and he was almost losing the strength to breathe.
He suddenly let go just before she fell dizzy, and fresh air instantly rushed into her organs. Ye Ying opened her lips and took two deep breaths, but before she could speak, someone else pressed down on her, sealing off all the sounds.
After an unknown amount of time, He Zhou reluctantly let him go. Ye Ying tilted her head and coughed twice, her lips were numb and her whole body was weak.
The corners of his eyes were all red, and the mist in his eyes was almost overflowing. His pale face finally had color, like peach blossoms soaked in spring water, so beautiful that it made people obsessed.
He Zhou lowered his head and kissed his eyes, then the tip of his nose. Ye Ying closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat, and did not speak for a long time.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it." He Zhou said in his ear, his hoarse voice with a hint of laughter, "But I don't regret it."
Ye Ying opened her eyes and said softly, "I don't regret it either."
He noticed that He Zhou's arms around him tightened.
They snuggled together, and even without words, they could understand each other's feelings.
"I won't ask you to be with me right now." He Zhou took his left hand with his right hand, and slowly intertwined their fingers. "You don't need to feel pressured, and don't feel guilty about me."
Ye Ying didn't expect him to say such a thing, and immediately frowned and looked up at him: "I said I won't regret it."
"I didn't say you regret it, so don't frown so quickly." He Zhou wanted to rub the eyebrows of the person in his arms, but his hands were busy, so he lowered his head and kissed the boy between the eyebrows, "Remember what I said? We still have a long time. I don't want to make it difficult for you, and I don't want you to deny yourself or feel guilty because of this."
"I know your heart is with me, Ye Ying." He Zhou smiled, "So I'm not worried that you will run away. I will wait for you to do everything you want to do, and then we..."
"Let's fall in love again."
Ye Ying raised her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly, as if deflated, she leaned her head on his chest.
"I used to think you were childish and willful," he murmured, "but now I realize you are more mature than me."
"Of course." He Zhou was a man who could not stand boasting, so he immediately added shamelessly, "I didn't grow up these three years for nothing."
Ye Ying chuckled: "Congratulations on turning three."
He Zhou pinched him lightly: "You are disrespectful. I am three years older than you, should you call me?"
He thought it was rare that Ye Ying could admit her feelings tonight, and would not indulge his further teasing. However, Ye Ying took his hand, suddenly raised her eyes and smiled faintly, and the gorgeous color that bloomed in an instant made He Zhou hold his breath.
"Brother Zhou."
His voice was very soft, but the ending tone rose slightly. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but it made people's heart beat wildly.
He Zhou hooked his fingers and asked softly, "Can I kiss you again?"
Without waiting for Ye Ying to answer, he continued: "I almost forgot, we haven't confirmed our relationship, so there's no need to ask about your wishes."
"Then-now I'll force you to kiss me."
He pinched Ye Ying's chin, said something very naughty, then lowered his head and kissed her.
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