Chapter 115 It's All Your Fault
"What about you?" Shi Yanchen asked softly, "What do you think of me?"
Pei Song's ears instantly turned red: "Stop setting a trap for me."
Shi Yanchen was unyielding: "Go ahead."
"I just want to change my clothes now," Pei Song looked down at the shirt soaked in red wine, "It's all your fault. This shirt can't be washed clean. You've ruined two of my shirts."
"I'll give you everything," Shi Yanchen whispered in his ear, "but this shirt looks really good on you."
Pei Song pushed him away: "You really have many bad intentions."
"I have never been a gentleman to you," Shi Yanchen hugged him tighter, "but I can promise that I will not do anything you don't want to do before you are fully prepared. In the future, if I do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, don't hide from me, and be sure to tell me openly."
Pei Song leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat: "Actually, I'm not someone who is easily scared."
Shi Yanchen looked down at him: "What do you mean?"
"Literally," Pei Song looked up at him with a sly look in his eyes, "I'm a man too, it's not like I don't understand your little thoughts."
Shi Yanchen's breathing stagnated: "Are you sure you want to challenge my self-control like this?"
"What do you think?" Pei Song smiled and pecked him on the lips, "But not today, I have to take a shower and change clothes now."
Shi Yanchen held him back: "Then I can express my thoughts with confidence in the future?"
"It's up to you," Pei Song broke free from his hand, "but if you go too far, I'll let MAX bite you."
When MAX heard his name, he immediately ran over with his tail wagging.
"See?" Pei Song rubbed MAX's head. "It is very protective of its master."
Shi Yanchen looked at him and smiled: "Then I have to please MAX."
Pei Song turned and walked towards the bathroom, but heard Shi Yanchen say behind him: "Song Song, I really love you."
"I know," he paused, his ears turning even redder, "Me too."
When Shi Yanchen heard his words, the corners of his mouth grinned from ear to ear, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable joy.
Perhaps because they had spoken out all the words hidden deep in their hearts, it was as if the last barrier between them had been removed. The air became especially gentle, and even breathing became easier during the next few days.
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A few nights later, Pei Song had just finished taking a shower and was getting ready for bed when his cell phone suddenly rang.
When he saw the caller ID was "Special Assistant Zhao", he felt inexplicably nervous.
At this time, Special Assistant Zhao would not call for no reason.
"Hello, Special Assistant Zhao."
"Mr. Pei, I'm sorry to bother you so late at night," Assistant Zhao said anxiously, "The chairman just had a sudden stomach bleeding while entertaining people, and is now in Renhe Hospital."
Pei Song suddenly woke up: "When did it happen? What's the situation now?"
"Half an hour ago," said Zhao. "The doctor was trying to save him. I don't know the details yet."
"I'll be there right away." Pei Song hung up the phone and walked out of the room quickly.
Shi Yanchen heard the noise and came out of the study: "What's wrong?"
"My dad had an accident," Pei Song said as he changed his clothes, "In Renhe Hospital." He was a little anxious and even buttoned his coat incorrectly.
Shi Yanchen walked over and helped him button up his shirt again: "I'll take you there."
MAX sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and stood up as well, his tail drooping.
"MAX, be good," Pei Song patted its head, "Wait for us to come back home."
Along the way, Pei Song kept checking his phone, afraid of missing any messages.
Shi Yanchen held his hand on his knee: "Don't worry, I'm with you."
When we arrived at the hospital, Special Assistant Zhao was already waiting at the door of the emergency room.
"He's inside," said Special Assistant Zhao. "The doctor said he has severe gastric bleeding and is receiving a blood transfusion."
"Why did you suddenly have gastric bleeding?" Pei Song asked.
Special Assistant Zhao sighed: "Recently, there were some problems with the Lianfa Group project, and the chairman has been coordinating with the other party. Today, we finally reached an agreement, but the other party insisted on drinking to celebrate. The chairman already has stomach problems, and he has been too tired recently, and he drank too much..."
Pei Song clenched his fists.
At this time, the door of the emergency room opened and the doctor came out.
"Family of the patient?"
"I'm his son." Pei Song hurried forward.
"The patient is out of danger for now," the doctor said, "but the bleeding in his stomach is quite large, so he needs to be hospitalized for observation. Also, his recent stomach problems are very serious, so he must be properly nursed back to health."
Pei Song breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, doctor."
In the ward, Pei's father was lying on the bed with a pale face.
Seeing Pei Song coming in, he forced a smile and said, "It's Dad's fault for making you come here so late at night."
"Don't talk anymore," Pei Song walked to the bedside, "Have a good rest and don't think too much about the company's affairs."
Shi Yanchen also followed in: "Uncle, you should take care of your health first."
Father Pei nodded, his eyelids already starting to twitch.
Special Assistant Zhao said, "Don't worry, Mr. Pei, I will make arrangements for the company."
Looking at his father's tired appearance, Pei Song felt mixed emotions.
Although he chose his own path, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw his father like this.
"I'll stay here tonight." Pei Song said.
"The infusion will take at least three hours." Shi Yanchen looked at the IV bottle, "The doctor said that uncle needs to rest. Why don't you go back and rest first and let the nurse take care of him. I will come with you tomorrow morning."
Pei Song was a little hesitant.
"Son, you go back first." Father Pei opened his eyes reluctantly, "I have a nurse here, don't worry."
Special Assistant Zhao also said: "Mr. Pei, I will stay at the hospital tonight and notify you immediately if there is any situation."
Pei Song looked at his father who was already asleep, and finally nodded: "Then I will come as soon as possible tomorrow morning. Special Assistant Zhao, please help me take care of him."
"Don't worry." Special Assistant Zhao replied.
Shi Yanchen pulled Pei Song out and said, "Let's go. We have to get up early tomorrow. If you worry like this, Uncle Pei will feel guilty."
On the way back, Pei Song remained silent.
"What are you thinking about?" Shi Yanchen asked.
"Although I work at SNK now, it's still sad to see my father like this," Pei Song leaned back in his chair, "He's supporting the company alone, but his health is so bad."
Shi Yanchen rubbed his hair: "This is not your fault. Everyone has their own choices, and uncle also hopes that you can pursue the life you want."
When I got home, MAX came to greet me immediately.
Seeing the serious expressions of the two men, it didn't dare to make too much noise and just rubbed Pei Song's leg gently.
"Go to bed," Shi Yanchen said, "I'll go to the hospital with you tomorrow."