Zhou Ziyi was really confused and wronged this time.
Last time he fought with Sheffield, at least he had a reputation. This time he didn't mess with anyone in the bar, just chatted and drank with his friends, and then left safely. After leaving the bar, he glanced at a taxi waiting for work at the corner of the street, so he thought he could just walk over there and not call a Didi. As a result, when he passed a darker road, he was suddenly kicked.
This kick was obviously not unintentional, nor was it a joke, it was so heavy that Zhou Ziyi fell to the ground. Before he could get up, several people surrounded him and started fighting.
Zhou Ziyi knew that he should catch one person and fight back, but there were several people on the other side, and Zhou Ziyi, who had lost the initiative, had no way to effectively resist. He asked who these people were and why they wanted to beat him, but in return, he was beaten with more punches and kicks. Finally, he was pushed against the wall and hit his head, and he was dizzy and motionless. Those people were afraid that something bad would happen, so they ran away.
They also took Zhou Ziyi's mobile phone.
Zhou Ziyi fell alone in the darkness, and it was unknown how long it took for him to regain consciousness. He subconsciously touched the pocket where he put his phone, but found that it was gone, so he had to crawl to a more conspicuous place on the side of the road.
He could hardly even stand up, nor could he shout for help. He could only pray that passers-by would find him quickly.
Fortunately, not long afterward, someone did pass by and quickly called the police after being startled.
Then the police came and took Zhou Ziyi to the hospital. Zhou Ziyi was half-conscious the whole time. The police only asked him that he seemed to be beaten by someone he didn't know, but they didn't get any other answers for the time being. The police had to check his household registration information during his medical examination, and then called his spouse Yan Xiuji who was registered as his spouse.
When Yan Xiuji arrived at the hospital, Zhou Ziyi's examination had just finished. The doctor was talking to Zhou Ziyi and the police about the results when Yan Xiuji was taken to the emergency room by another police officer.
The doctor and the police immediately looked at Yan Xiuji who came in. Zhou Ziyi seemed to be a beat slower in his reaction. The young man turned his head woodenly, and it seemed that he took a second to recognize that it was Yan Xiuji, and then he looked puzzled.
The moment Yan Xiuzhi saw him, his brows furrowed even more obviously.
Zhou Ziyi's wounds had been treated initially. There were bandages and scars on his head and face, and his left eye was swollen. His body was also dirty and some of the damaged parts must have had injuries, but I don't know if they had been treated. He also had a simple splint on his right hand, which made Yan Xiuji's face darker.
The man walked up to Zhou Ziyi, as if to support him, and patted his shoulder soothingly. Fearing that he was injured, he did not use any strength at all, and then looked at the doctor: "Please tell me from the beginning again, thank you."
The doctor guessed that he was a family member, so he patiently explained Zhou Ziyi's situation from the beginning.
In general, Zhou Ziyi's most serious injuries were concussion and fracture of the right hand, and the rest of his injuries were fortunately skin injuries. The luckiest part was probably his abdomen, which had very heavy bruises. The doctor even suspected internal bleeding at first, but after the examination, there were no related signs.
Yan Xiuji asked: "Do you need to be hospitalized?"
"It's not necessary." The doctor said that these are injuries that can be recovered at home, so they don't need to take up the scarce bed space. However, the doctor still suggested to pay close attention to it and send it to the doctor as soon as possible if there is any problem.
Yan Xiuji nodded: "Got it."
Zhou Ziyi didn't say a word the whole time. He was still a little dizzy and couldn't think of any questions.
The doctor prescribed some medicine and told him to come back for a follow-up check on his arm, and that was it. Yan Xiuji made the trip for Zhou Ziyi, and then sat with him in the hospital lobby to communicate with the police.
The police actually asked a lot of questions, but Zhou Ziyi really couldn't answer them. Not because he was still dizzy, but because he didn't know the answer at all. He didn't understand who those people were, why they suddenly beat him up, and why they took his phone. All he could say was the barely discernible physical features in the dim light, and the accents he guessed from a few scattered sentences.
The police also asked about his social relationships and who he had grudges against.
The people who had recently made enemies were actually very obvious. One was Sheffield, but he had already returned to Country E; the other was Yan Meiyue. When Zhou Ziyi talked about her, he didn't dare to explain it clearly at first, after all, Yan Xiuji was present.
On the one hand, they were afraid that Mr. Yan would be embarrassed and unhappy. On the other hand, Yan Meiyue and Yan Xiuzhi were related by blood, so the police would easily suspect Yan Xiuzhi.
Being suspected by the police might just be a question for ordinary people, but for the CEO of a listed company, it would have a huge impact on the company.
Yan Xiuji took the initiative to speak for him: "Yan Meiyue has also slandered him online. We are preparing to sue Yan Meiyue for leaking private information and insulting her personality. Yan Meiyue once called and cursed at me. There is a recording. I will let the lawyer deal with you tomorrow."
Zhou Ziyi glanced at him.
"Okay, we will investigate." The police said, "If you can think of anything useful, you can tell us at any time. This is our team's phone number. We will notify you if there is any progress. Mr. Zhou may need to go to the station to handle some documents in the future. But Mr. Zhou's cell phone is missing..."
"If his phone is not working, you can contact me first." Yan Xiuji said, "You can also contact the lawyer who will contact you tomorrow. He will also be responsible for the subsequent litigation."
The police said it was okay and did not waste Zhou Ziyi's time any further, and everyone dispersed at the hospital.
Of course Zhou Ziyi followed Yan Xiuzhi's car.
Zhou Ziyi moved slowly, so Yan Xiuji matched his speed, and the two of them walked in silence all the way to the parking lot. When getting ready to get in the car, Yan Xiuji saw that Zhou Ziyi was in a difficult situation to buckle his seat belt, so he went to the back seat and opened the door for him.
Zhou Ziyi stood by the door without moving, tilting his head to look at Yan Xiuzhi.
Yan Xiuji was still standing by, waiting for him to get in the car: "What's going on?"
Zhou Ziyi thought: I'll just indulge myself this time.
He walked up to Yan Xiuzhi, so close that the tips of their shoes almost touched each other, and then leaned directly against the man.
Yan Xiuji was startled and immediately supported him: "Are you dizzy? Or is it hurting somewhere?"
"No... I just want to lean on you." Zhou Ziyi leaned his head against the other's neck, his voice muffled, "Today, I almost thought I was going to die..."
"Don't say such nonsense." Yan Xiuji replied calmly, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although Zhou Ziyi's tone was quite calm during the conversation just now, as long as you imagine the scene, you can understand his fear.
Yan Xiuzhi didn't know what Zhou Ziyi would think if the police hadn't called him today or if he hadn't shown up.
How could he get home without a cell phone? Was he sent back silently by the police?
Yan Xiuzhi really couldn't push this person away.
He used to hate dirty people the most, and would never get in touch with them when they were dirty. But at this moment, he just felt that he should do something, say something, at least let Zhou Ziyi know that there are still people who will respond to him.
"Don't be afraid." Yan Xiuji hugged him and said gently, "It's all over. I will handle this matter. Don't be afraid."
Zhou Ziyi stopped talking.
In fact, he was really scared, but he felt that he was not that fragile. When his family was in trouble before, he was desperate, but he still managed to survive by himself. But now, seeing Yan Xiuji right next to him, he couldn't help but want to find someone to share his burden.
Yan Xiuzhi's reaction made Zhou Ziyi feel that he had not misjudged him.
But I can't go on like this any longer.
Just this once, that's enough.
Zhou Ziyi leaned on Yan Xiuji for a few minutes, and soon stood up. Yan Xiuji thought he was crying, but after looking at his eyes, he didn't.
Maybe Zhou Ziyi would never cry in front of others.
Yan Xiuji had experienced several times when he "thought he was going to cry", but each time he found that he had made a wrong judgment. Maybe Zhou Ziyi was depressed, or maybe Zhou Ziyi felt that Yan Xiuji didn't like to see tears. Yan Xiuji wanted to ask, but he felt that this was Zhou Ziyi's private feelings and he shouldn't pry too much.
Yan Xiuzhi watched Zhou Ziyi get into the car, closed the door for him, and then got into the driver's seat.
Zhou Ziyi watched him get in the car and fasten his seat belt, and wanted to make a joke to liven up the atmosphere: "I'll sit in the back. This time I really let you be the driver. Don't hold a grudge."
Yan Xiuji glanced at him in the rearview mirror: "You can lie down."
"...Forget it." Zhou Ziyi smiled helplessly, "It hurts everywhere. I don't want to move anymore. Let's go home and talk about it."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiuji said, "I'm not going home."
Zhou Ziyi was stunned: "...what?"
"Go to the hospital." Yan Xiuji said, and called a private hospital he was familiar with. "If there is a possibility of internal bleeding, observe at home. If something happens, it may be too late. Go to the hospital and stay for a few days."
"But didn't the doctor say not to..."
"It will be used immediately." President Yan said, and then explained the situation to the hospital staff who answered the phone. The hospital staff agreed to admit Zhou Ziyi to the hospital immediately.
Zhou Ziyi: Damn rich people...
"Then at least let me go home and pack my clothes, right?" Zhou Ziyi knew that he was no match for him, so he could only say, "I have nothing here, if I just go like this..."
"That hospital has everything, and it's relatively clean, otherwise the Chu family wouldn't have cooperated with them for so many years." Yan Xiuji started the car. "As for what you want to bring to the hospital, tell me and I'll bring it to you later."
Zhou Ziyi struggled and said, "Uh... I can't remember everything right now. Maybe I'll remember it when I see it or use it."
"Then I'll get it for you when I remember it." Mr. Yan thought this was not a problem. "And your cell phone, I'll get you a new one tomorrow. What do you want?"
Zhou Ziyi felt that saying "whatever" would definitely be the wrong answer.
"Then, just do it the same as I did before..." Zhou Ziyi was moved by Yan Xiuji's well-organized arrangements. "Thank you."
Yan Xiuji said casually: "It's nothing, just a cell phone."
"Of course I'm not just thanking you for the phone." Zhou Ziyi leaned back in his chair and smiled silently, "I'm mainly thanking you for coming."
Yan Xiuji glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "You think I won't come? If the police call me, I will just leave you in the hospital and continue to sleep?"
"Of course not." Zhou Ziyi said, "It's just that my phone is gone and I can't contact you. I didn't expect the police to call you... I'm sorry to cause you trouble."
"I don't think this is a problem. If you insist on not going to the hospital, it will be a problem." Yan Xiuji said, "You are usually alone at home. If something unexpected happens, you can't even ask for help. Have you thought about this?"
"Uh..." Zhou Ziyi had no choice but to say, "Brother, please stop cursing me. I'm already unlucky enough."
Speaking of bad luck, Yan Xiuji asked again about the beating: "You really have no recollection of those people? They beat you up for no apparent reason?"
"I swear, I have no recollection of this. I was just walking down the street when I was suddenly kicked and flew away. Then I basically couldn't get up." Zhou Ziyi said, "I'm not lying to you."
"Got it." Yan Xiuji said, "You take a good rest, I will take care of the rest."
"Brother..." Zhou Ziyi hesitated, "If it is really related to Yan Meiyue...will it affect you? Otherwise..."
Yan Xiuji said: "This is not something you need to worry about."
"But……"
"Stop talking." Yan Xiuji said, "Are you dizzy from a concussion? Shut up and rest."
Zhou Ziyi: “…”
——Okay, take a rest.
Zhou Ziyi silently confirmed that President Yan was really a "little angel" who came to earth to save this unfortunate guy like him.
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