Chapter 26: It Seems Like a World Away
There seemed to be something wrong with He Qian's physical condition. Song Li felt that he was in a bad mental state when they were on the way back to Ciyun Pavilion tonight.
Sure enough, when He Qian was taking a shower, a "bang" sound was heard from the bathroom!
Song Li pushed the door open and saw He Qian lying on the floor in a bathrobe with things scattered around!
"Mr. He!" Song Li was frightened. She could only support the upper body of such a big man. She saw that the left corner of his eye was red, probably because he hit it when he fell!
He Qian had not completely lost consciousness. He just felt weak under his feet for a moment. Before he fell, he kept trying to catch something, but he caught nothing.
Song Li couldn't pull him up, so she could only let him lean against the wall while she went out to find her phone. This happened too suddenly, and she didn't know what to do...
He Qian wanted to stand up, but his head ached and his legs felt light-headed. He sat down again, feeling dizzy.
"You, you, don't move!" Song Li squatted down to protect his head. It would be troublesome if he hit it again!
He Qian leaned on her shoulder, watching her dial 120, raised his hand and turned off her phone, and said weakly: "Call Yang Xiao."
He was surrounded by his second uncle He Shuxing's people. If he was sent to the hospital like this, who would be the first to suffer? He might not have the energy to come forward to protect her next...
"Hmm? Oh, okay!" Song Li was confused for a few seconds, then quickly called Yang Xiao!
He Qian looked at her anxious expression in a daze, and with his ear pressed against her body, listening to her fluctuating heartbeat, he no longer felt how uncomfortable it was...
"I, I'll help you up!" Song Li quickly finished talking to Yang Xiao, put down his phone, half-knelt on the ground, and tried to pull him up with force.
Song Li was thin and small, and she couldn't exert any strength when facing a man who was 1.85 meters tall and almost half her size.
He Qian was tossed around even more dizzy. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him, "Don't move."
The more the image in front of him shook, the more headache he got.
Song Li was sitting next to him, and was about to say something, but he leaned forward heavily with his head and body, and even put out his hand to cover her lips, meaning: Don't move, don't say anything...
He Qian fell quietly into her arms. Her scent, her breath, the surging of her blood, and the warm and soft palm that occasionally stroked his forehead... The closeness of their bodies made all these things intertwine in his soul, making him confused and unable to see the future...
Yang Xiao quickly arrived at Ciyun Pavilion in half an hour with Zhang Jinnan and a young nurse.
They worked together to get He Qian to the bed. Zhang Jinnan examined him skillfully, and the young nurse was busy drawing several tubes of blood from He Qian.
Song Li looked at Yang Xiao standing at the end of the bed, but he was not as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. It was obvious that he knew what was going on with He Qian?
"Mr. He must have been hit in the corner of his eye and has bruises. Miss Song, please quickly prepare an ice pack and apply it to him first," said Zhang Jinnan.
"Okay!" Song Li turned and left the master bedroom, going to the refrigerator to find ice cubes.
After the nurse drew the blood, she left immediately. Yang Xiao had already prepared a car downstairs and was ready to go to the hospital after picking her up.
"What's wrong with him?" Song Li came in with an ice pack and saw Zhang Jinnan giving him an IV drip, so he asked Yang Xiao.
"He had dizziness once last week. He was too busy at the time and refused to go to the hospital, so Dr. Zhang just gave him a quick checkup."
Song Li couldn't recall when he was acting strangely last week. There had been so many things going on recently. "Then why didn't you tell me?"
Yang Xiao seemed to have thought of something. He pulled Song Li out of the bedroom and left the door ajar. "I haven't had the chance to ask you this lately. I don't know what's wrong with Mr. He lately. He almost always eats in the company cafeteria. He even specifically told him not to add any seasoning to his food, not even salt! If there's a dinner party he can't postpone, he won't eat anything except alcohol!"
Song Li was stunned. She couldn't believe what she heard!
"At first he was fine, he could eat a few mouthfuls, but later he only ate a few mouthfuls when you were around, and after that he just stared blankly at the food! And how could he eat such bland, tasteless food!" Yang Xiao said anxiously, "It's been a month! It's been like this for a month straight! It's strange if he doesn't have any health problems!"
Song Li's body stiffened. At this moment, it was as if she had heard a terrifying story in the silence of the night! A month... It had been almost a month since He Qian asked her about losing her sense of taste! Did he "force" himself to lose his sense of taste after knowing that she had lost it?
Impossible! He was an unforgivable demon. How could he possibly try to experience her pain just because she couldn't taste? No, that wasn't the case!
At this time, Zhang Jinnan gave him an IV and walked out. "The preliminary diagnosis is that Mr. He may have hypoglycemia. Has he been overworked recently? The last blood test results showed that low blood sugar has caused physical exhaustion. Is Mr. He not eating? This is obviously a nutritional deficiency!"
Song Li's memory was awakened. When she first lost her sense of taste, she couldn't swallow anything. Eating anything was painful, and she almost fell on the road because she was dizzy and hungry!
"So what should we do now? Is it serious? Should we go to the hospital?" Yang Xiao asked almost ten questions in a row. He could hide the fainting last time, but if it happens a few more times, he will be discovered by the chairman of the He family and the second master in the gang, and he will die a miserable death!
On the one hand, He Qian asked him to keep it a secret, and it was obvious that this was to avoid implicating Song Li. On the other hand, if the elders of the He family found out, it would be a capital crime that he had deliberately concealed! Yang Xiao was terrified just thinking about it!
Zhang Jinnan took off his gloves. "Let's wait for the blood test results before deciding whether to send her to the hospital! Now, finish the injection first. I need to eat something when I wake up to replenish my energy. I must keep up with my nutrition in the future!"
"How long do I have to wait for the results?" Yang Xiao looked at his watch. "How long will it take for the potion to be injected?"
"When will he wake up? Should I cook something to eat first or give him an ice pack?" Song Li glanced at He Qian who was sleeping on the bed.
Zhang Jinnan answered them and then said to Song Li, "Work is important, but your health is more important! Don't let Mr. He take on so many social events recently. Persuade him to avoid drinking if he can!"
"Shall I ask someone to bring Aunt Zhen over?" Yang Xiao wanted to bring Liu Mingzhen, the old servant of the He family mansion, over to cook so that Song Li could take care of him wholeheartedly.
"No, I can do it." Song Li re-entered the bedroom with an ice pack.
He Qian lay on his back on the bed, his pale face showing fatigue. His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were dry, and the injury at the left corner of his eye had now turned light purple... Song Li felt very uncomfortable, and thinking of what Yang Xiao had just said, he became more uneasy.
Song Li tiptoed gently, sitting on the edge of the bed and leaning over to apply ice to the corners of his eyes, changing the direction and strength of the ice from time to time, fearing that it would be too cold and freeze him, but also worried that it would not be effective...
Then she took out the hair dryer and adjusted it to the appropriate temperature. His hair was still a little wet, and she was afraid that sleeping like this would aggravate his condition.
After drying his hair and replacing a dry pillow next to him, Song Li applied ice to the corners of his eyes again. The purple scars were getting bigger and bigger, and it hurt her just looking at them...
Zhang Jinnan explained some trivial matters and left. Yang Xiao said that he wanted to sleep in the living room. He didn't dare to leave. There was nothing he could do to feel more at ease with him guarding it!
In the end, Song Li insisted on letting him go back.
The Ciyun Pavilion returned to peace. She didn't dare to fall asleep and stayed awake waiting for the potion to be finished.
He Qian woke up when it was already daybreak. He saw Song Li sleeping beside him, half of her body lying on his chest, one arm around his waist, still holding the tape on the back of his hand. A glass bottle of medicine was hanging on the clothes hanger above the bed. She must have removed the needle after the IV drip.
"Song Li..." His mouth was dry, and he was also worried that it would be bad for her to stay in this position for too long.
Song Li was alert and jumped up after hearing the sound. "Are you awake? Are you okay? Are you still dizzy?"
He Qian didn't get up immediately, and his head was indeed dizzy and painful.
"Don't rush to get up, I'll get you something to eat!" Song Li got out of bed, put on his coat and went out.
He Qian calmed down for a while, and slowly got up after stabilizing himself. When washing up, he found a bruise at the corner of his eye. No wonder it hurt a little. As he always cared about his image, he couldn't help but feel irritated.
Song Li was heating up food in the kitchen when she noticed He Qian came out and sat in the dining room waiting.
Taking advantage of the free time, she quickly ran into the bedroom, took out his coat and put it on him, then trotted into the kitchen to continue working.
"Don't run, you're giving me a headache!" He Qian covered his eyes. This woman was shaking so badly!
Song Li froze for a moment, then moved a little slower.
"Yam and purple rice porridge, pickled beef, lily and peas, a simple breakfast for now."
He Qian lost himself in thought after taking his first bite of food... This was a familiar taste! This was a taste he hadn't tasted in a long time!
The more he chewed, the richer the taste became, stimulating his taste buds and thoughts. This feeling of physical and mental pleasure seemed like a world away.
"From now on... don't eat at the company. I'll cook for you." Song Li sat beside him, his face full of sincerity. "Assistant Yang told me everything."
He Qian paused, not knowing what he was thinking. After a few seconds, his usual cold expression returned. He did not respond to her and continued eating.
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