32 We are old classmates after all
In the emergency room, glucose dripped slowly from the IV into her blood vessels, gradually restoring her body's functions. Li Xin's eyelids fluttered slightly, and then she opened them. With a look of confusion and daze, her gaze wandered as she took in the unfamiliar and slightly cold surroundings. She tried to piece together what had happened, but her mind was a blur. A passing nurse noticed her awake and looking around as if searching for someone, and casually said, "Your daughter went to pay the bills and should be back soon." Li Xin realized she was in the hospital. Moments earlier, she had suddenly felt panicky and dizzy. The discomfort was like a surging tide, instantly overwhelming her. Before she could process any further, she blacked out and lost consciousness. Liu Yuwei pulled aside the light green curtain separating her from the other side. She saw Li Xin awake, her eyes flashing with surprise, and she hurried forward. "Auntie, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort? I'll call the doctor," her voice filled with concern. When Li Xin saw the person, he suddenly realized this was the "daughter" the nurse had mentioned. The emergency doctor, following Liu Yuwei, quickly walked to the bedside. He leaned over and carefully examined Li Xin again. Seeing the patient conscious, he straightened up and asked, "Auntie, are you taking insulin to maintain your blood sugar? Did you overdose today?" "I've been using that insulin for years, so I wouldn't overdose," Li Xin said slowly, her voice slightly weak. "Did you eat the right amount of food after taking the medication?" "I had classes today, so I only had one bite of breakfast, but I've done that occasionally before and it's been fine!" "Don't do that again. Make sure you eat well after taking insulin. Hypoglycemia is very dangerous, especially if you have a weak heart. Severe cases can cause sudden cardiac death!" The doctor's expression was serious, his tone emphasizing. For the elderly, only by clearly explaining the severity of the problem can they take it seriously. This is the result of years of experience. "Doctor, is this fainting truly simple hypoglycemia? Could there be other contributing factors? Do you need a comprehensive examination?" Liu Yuwei pressed the doctor. The middle-aged man in the mask glanced up at her, a flicker of impatience in his eyes, as if his patience had run out. "This is the emergency room. If you need a comprehensive physical or a more targeted consultation, our hospital has a physical examination center and a cardiology department." He turned to leave, but then remembered something and turned back to say, "Oh, after the glucose infusion is finished today, you can..."
Inside the emergency room, glucose dripped slowly from the IV into his blood vessels, gradually restoring his body's functions. Li Xin's eyelids fluttered slightly, and then he opened his eyes, his gaze wandering with a hint of confusion and trance as he took in the unfamiliar and slightly cold surroundings.
She tried to piece together what had happened, but her mind was a blur.
A nurse passed by and saw her wake up and looking around as if looking for someone, so she casually said, "Your daughter went to pay the bill and should be back soon."
Li Xin realized she was in the hospital. A moment ago, she'd suddenly felt flustered and dizzy. The discomfort washed over her like a surging tide, and before she could even think, her vision went black and she lost consciousness.
Liu Yuwei lifted the light green isolation curtain and found that Li Xin had woken up. A hint of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes and she hurried forward.
"Auntie, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I'll call a doctor." Her voice was full of concern.
When Li Xin saw the person coming, he suddenly realized that this was the "daughter" the nurse was talking about.
The emergency doctor followed Liu Yuwei and quickly walked to the bedside. He bent down and carefully examined Li Xin again.
Seeing that the patient was conscious, he stood up and asked, "Auntie, are you using insulin to maintain your blood sugar? Have you overdosed today?"
"I've been using that insulin for many years and won't overdose." Li Xin spoke slowly, his voice a little weak.
"Did you eat on time and in the correct amount after taking the medicine?"
"I had classes today, so I only ate one bite of breakfast. But I've done that sometimes before, and it's always fine!"
"Don't ever do this again. You must eat well after taking insulin. Hypoglycemia is very dangerous, especially if you have a weak heart. In severe cases, it can cause sudden cardiac death!"
The doctor's expression was serious, and his tone was more serious. For the elderly, only by clearly explaining the seriousness of the problem can they be sufficiently taken seriously. This was the experience accumulated over the years.
"Doctor, is this fainting really just due to hypoglycemia? Could there be other triggering factors? Do I need a comprehensive examination?"
Liu Yuwei asked the doctor further questions.
The middle-aged man wearing a mask raised his head and glanced at her, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, as if his patience had just run out.
"This is the emergency room. If you need a comprehensive physical examination or a targeted consultation, our hospital has a physical examination center and a cardiology department."
He turned around and was about to leave, but then he remembered something and turned back to say, "Oh, you can leave after you finish the glucose infusion today."
Liu Yuwei looked at the bustling scene around him, which was like a vegetable market, and couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.
She moved her feet and turned around, looking back at the person on the bed. Just as Li Xin raised her head and tried to prop herself up with her hands, Liu Yuwei reacted quickly, holding her shoulders and placing a pillow behind her, her movements gentle and skillful.
"Yu Wei, sorry to bother you again!"
Li Xin's face was apologetic, and his voice, though weak, was full of gratitude.
"Auntie, don't say that, Jin Lang and I..."
The words that Liu Yuwei blurted out came to an abrupt halt, as if something was suddenly choking his throat.
Feeling Li Xin's puzzled gaze, she swallowed and then a smile appeared on her lips.
"We are old classmates after all, this is what we should do!"
"Oh, by the way, he should be abroad right now. I haven't been able to contact him yet. Don't worry!"
Li Xin nodded after hearing Liu Yuwei's explanation.
"I know. He always tells me before he goes abroad. It doesn't matter if I can't get in touch with him. I'll talk to him when he comes back. Hypoglycemia isn't a big deal anyway!"
Liu Yuwei thought about the message on WeChat. He should reply if he saw it, but last time he showed no mercy and scolded the person rudely. Now he felt a little uncertain.
Milan looked up at the digital clock above the nurse's desk and saw that it was already 8 o'clock in the morning, so he should wake up.
…
In the Milan Hotel, heavy curtains block out the light, creating a quiet and dim sleeping atmosphere in the room.
Jin Lang lay in bed, having a restless night's sleep. The jet lag had thrown his body clock off, and coupled with the busy work schedule ahead, even though he'd woken up early, he still closed his eyes and rested until the hotel's wake-up call rang as expected.
He stood up, dragging his slightly heavy steps to the window, and stretched out his hand to pull open the brown fabric blackout curtains with a retro pattern. In an instant, the sunlight penetrated the entire room like a golden arrow, causing him to squint slightly.
After my pupils adjusted to the environment, I looked out and saw that the spires on top of the Milan Cathedral in the distance looked like a jungle.
The floodgates of memory slowly opened again. When Liu Yuwei first arrived in Germany, she said that if she had the chance, she would go and see all the churches in Europe for him.
At that time, she excitedly asked him which one he liked best. He hesitated for a long time between the Sagrada Familia and the Milan Cathedral, and finally chose this building that perfectly combined Gothic and Baroque styles.
After becoming famous, he came to Europe as a commonplace. Milan and Paris, as fashion capitals, were the places he visited most often, and he would also go to Barcelona occasionally.
Yet, even staying in a luxurious hotel just steps from the cathedral, he seemed like a tourist, never really taking the time to appreciate and explore it.
The scenery that I once longed for when I was young was deliberately ignored in my busy schedule.
There was a knock on the door. Jin Lang suddenly came to his senses and quickly walked to the door.
As expected, it was Zhang Yi.
"You're awake! The blue under your eyes is so severe. The makeup team will be here in half an hour. Hurry up and wash up. Breakfast will be packed and sent to your room shortly."
Zhang Yi stood at the door, wearing a well-fitting suit. He saw that Jin Lang looked like he had just gotten up and had no intention of coming in.
"I understand. You go eat first!" Jin Lang said in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse, with a hint of fatigue and sleepiness that had not dissipated.
After closing the door, he suddenly remembered that his phone was still in airplane mode. He took two steps at a time, quickly walked to the bedside table, and unplugged the charger.
The moment the China Unicom signal came through, WeChat also woke up, and a red number popped up. He casually swiped the screen, glancing over the top dialog box, and it actually showed "1".
Even if you don't click on it, you can still see a line of small gray text.
【I have something urgent to talk to you about, please reply as soon as possible! 】
The time on the phone has been automatically adjusted to the Central European Time Zone. He calculated in his mind that the message was sent around noon in China.
Jin Lang walked into the bathroom holding his phone, moving his toothbrush mechanically back and forth in his mouth while continuing to think.
He racked his brains, but couldn't think of anything urgent that Liu Yuwei could ask him for. If it was a business matter, given her style, she would definitely contact Shen Cheng directly; if it was a personal matter...
What kind of private matter could there be between them? Could it be that they were settling old scores from that night?
Various speculations kept flashing through my mind.
As the screen was about to go dark, he held a toothbrush in his mouth and used his hand to light it up again. He glanced at the message again. She had only sent this one message, and nothing else. Could it be a mistake?
After rinsing his mouth briefly and washing his face with cold water, Jin Lang looked up at himself in the mirror. Water droplets fell along his hair and into his eyes. After wiping them off, he fumbled for his phone, walked to the window, took a deep breath, and dialed the number.
One, two, three...
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief and hang up the phone, a female voice rang out.
"Hey, are you awake?"
When Jin Lang heard the other party's soft voice, he seemed to be hit by something and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
These words were just like the countless phone calls they had had in the past despite the time difference. Her tone was so natural that it seemed as if they had never been apart.
He silently took the phone away, carefully looked at the phone number on the screen, and after making sure he had not dialed the wrong number, he put the receiver back to his ear.
There was no response for a while, and the other party seemed a little nervous.
"Hello, can you hear me?"
The voice came again, with a slightly uncertain tone.
"Ah... the signal was bad just now, but I can hear it clearly now."
Jin Lang quickly found a way out for himself.
"Um...I saw your WeChat. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Without giving Liu Yuwei time to interrupt, he immediately added, "I'm not in China right now. I'll be arriving in Beijing North the day after tomorrow morning. If you have anything to say, let's meet up and talk when we get back!"
He tried to make his tone sound sincere and firm, just to fight for another chance.
"I know you are in Milan now!"
Liu Yuwei's voice was soft and cool like water, penetrating into the heart of the man on the other end of the phone.
Jin Lang raised his head, his eyes once again sweeping across the towering Gothic spires of Milan Cathedral. He was surprised and delighted. He had never expected that she would be so concerned about his schedule.
"I'm with Aunt Li Xin now!"
"What?"
He was a little surprised.
"Just listen to me first, don't be anxious!"
Liu Yuwei deliberately slowed down his speech, cleared his throat, and tried his best to make his voice sound soft.
"I met Aunt Li Xin at the senior citizens' university this morning. She fainted from low blood sugar because she ate too little breakfast. We are still in the hospital. The doctor said it's not a big problem and she can go home after the infusion is finished."
She spoke without stopping, explaining the whole cause and effect in just three or five sentences.
Liu Yuwei's words were quite informative, and Jin Lang frowned slightly, chewing and digesting a few key words. His eyes were a little dull, and the image of Li Xin lying on the hospital bed kept appearing in his mind.
"My mom...is she sure it's just hypoglycemia?"
"Well, I've confirmed with the doctor again and again that this fainting is indeed not a heart problem. But I think it would be better to take Auntie for a comprehensive checkup after you come back!"
Her tone was very firm, as if she wanted to reassure the other person.
After a while, he said something in a low voice.
"Xiaoyu, thank you!"
Stroking the edge of his phone with his index finger, Jin Lang was thinking about how to arrange his time before returning home.
The other party seemed to have a telepathic connection.
"I'll take care of you here, Auntie. I just happened to have not used up all my annual leave from last year, so it's almost expired. I'll contact you anytime if anything happens!"
After thinking for a moment, he realized that he really couldn't find anyone more suitable than Liu Yuwei in a short period of time.
"Thank you so much for that. I'll send you Shen Cheng's contact information later. If you're too busy, just contact him."
"Okay, don't worry."
"Is my mother awake now? Can I say a few words to her?"
He asked cautiously.
Liu Yuwei walked back to the bed and put the cell phone in Li Xin's left hand, which was not receiving an IV drip.
A mother worries about her son even when he is far away. Li Xin was afraid that his son would be delayed in his work, so he deliberately raised his voice to make himself sound full of energy.
The two of them had a brief conversation. Li Xin told him not to worry and repeatedly emphasized that there was no need for him to come back early. Finally, Jin Lang had no choice but to agree.
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