Chapter 67 From Star to Caregiver
Song Qingxing's arm hurt badly, but she couldn't just ignore Xie Jingcheng's situation, and her head was still a little dizzy.
I could only take the painkillers left by the doctor, and then went to get a glass of warm water.
"Xie Jingcheng, are you okay?"
Song Qingxing used the back of her hand to test it, and felt the skin burning hot under her palm. It was obvious that the effect of the medicine would not be so fast.
Song Qingxing pursed her lips.
Xie Jingcheng's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine..."
Although she said this, her cheeks were actually flushed, and she looked like she was not in good condition.
"Liar, your forehead is so hot."
Song Qingxing brought the warm water over. Xie Jingcheng leaned against the headboard of the hotel bed and slowly drank a few sips. Then he pursed his lips and felt that the restlessness in his heart was lessened a little.
"Does your arm hurt?"
Xie Jingcheng had sharp eyes and naturally noticed Song Qingxing's bandaged arm. She was filled with rage and she must ensure that Peng Zhien received the most severe punishment before she could calm down.
"It definitely hurts, but I just took some medicine, so it shouldn't hurt anytime soon."
Song Qingxing put the water aside.
Then she started to unbutton her clothes, but because one of her hands was injured, the movement was very clumsy, like a wobbly little rubber duck.
"Why are you unbuttoning your shirt?"
Staring at the snow-white and tender collarbone, Xie Jingcheng's face turned red. She almost forgot the unpleasantness of today, but with a glance, she noticed Song Qingxing's bandaged left arm.
In an instant, all the beautiful fantasies were broken.
It's already this time, how can I still think about these things?
"Your doctor said that you can't fully recover from your current condition. It's very likely that Peng Zhien gave you that kind of...drug."
Song Qingxing was still a little shy and didn't have the courage to say it all.
"This kind of medicine generally doesn't have that kind of effect, so you don't have to take it to heart."
Xie Jingcheng had some understanding of it. Although there were indeed some aphrodisiac drugs on the market, there would not be such outrageous settings as those in novels.
"But that's what the doctor said."
"The doctor wants you to please me. Do you think I don't understand him?"
Xie Jingcheng closed his eyes.
But she felt the heat surging in her body. Damn it! What did Peng Zhien use?
But even so, Xie Jingcheng liked to pretend that nothing had happened. She didn't want Song Qingxing to serve her with injuries.
That's such a scumbag.
"I see."
Song Qingxing suddenly realized and felt a little annoyed. How could she believe the doctor's one-sided words?
"I still need to cool down though."
"Could you please bring me some ice packs?"
Song Qingxing did as she was told. When Yu Zhi came over to give her an ice pack, he kept asking about her health. Song Qingxing told him that her hand was fine.
I also asked Yu Zhi how the matter was handled.
"It's very difficult."
"This matter cannot be made a big deal. Your movie is still in the editing process. If you replace the third male lead, most of the plot will have to be reshot."
Song Qingxing has no right to decide.
Just as I was about to ask what the company and the Xie family thought, I heard a voice coming from the bedside.
"He has made mistakes again and again. We can no longer tolerate it. We need to remake the movie."
"We can't let Peng Zhien get away with it just because of a movie."
Xie Jingcheng almost made the final decision.
Yu Zhi was stunned when she heard about Xie Jingcheng's execution, but she was powerless and did not dare to refute anything. She could only look at Song Qingxing with a look of help.
"It's okay, just pass the message to the bodyguards."
Song Qingxing nodded. Even though it was Xie Jingcheng who said he wanted to reshoot, the company certainly couldn't stop him. He wanted to continue to stay in the entertainment industry.
We have to give the Xie family some face.
"Um."
Yu Zhi then left.
Song Qingxing closed the door and slowly walked to the bed with an ice pack in her hand. She was afraid that if she put the ice pack directly on Xie Jingcheng's forehead, he would be severely frozen.
So I found some towels from the hotel and folded them in two layers.
Then I put it on my head. Even with the ice pack on, I could only feel a slight coolness, but no special coldness.
Time passed minute by minute, and Song Qingxing went to take a shower. Because she had an injury on her arm, she soaked in the bathtub. Fortunately, her right arm was not injured, otherwise it would have been a bit troublesome.
The water in the bathtub can only reach your chest and not the wound, so just be careful when washing and don't let the water splash.
But because of this, Song Qingxing washed very slowly.
After finally walking out of the bathroom slowly, I remembered that Xie Jingcheng had not taken a shower.
So he worked hard and got a basin of hot water for the other person.
Thinking that she is now a top female star and is actually doing the work of a caregiver, Song Qingxing couldn't help laughing.
"Xie Jingcheng, let me wipe your body so that you can sleep more easily."
Otherwise, my whole body would smell of alcohol, sweat, and even some blood. How could I sleep? It must be so uncomfortable.
"Um."
Xie Jingcheng nodded dazedly, and it seemed that he was a little sleepy after taking the antidote. Song Qingxing worked hard to unbutton his clothes for him.
I threw the slightly dirty clothes aside and found a light pair of pajamas.
A towel soaked in hot water was gently wiped across the cheeks, and then the neck. The rising heat made people feel a little uncomfortable.
Xie Jingcheng gritted his teeth and snorted softly.
The voice was somewhat coquettish.
Song Qingxing's ears were numb from listening.
What's going on?
Didn’t Xie Jingcheng say that the medicine had no effect?
Song Qingxing's fingers trembled slightly, so she had to pretend nothing happened and continued to wipe Xie Jingcheng's body, with the towel reaching his abdomen.
One has to admit that Xie Jingcheng's belly is definitely substantial. Song Qingxing felt a heat in her nose and almost had a nosebleed.
I closed my eyes and told myself silently that she was just wiping someone's body and I must not let my imagination run wild.
Even though she thought so in her heart, Song Qingxing couldn't help but open her eyes slightly and admired it greedily.
But she gradually sensed something was wrong.
I had already taken a shower, and such a long time had passed, so why had Xie Jingcheng's temperature not dropped at all? It seemed that the doctor might be right.
Song Qingxing bit her lip and hesitated. She was injured and didn't know how to solve such a troublesome problem.
But a sudden light bulb went off in her head, and she realized that she didn't necessarily have to use her arms.
Thinking of this, Song Qingxing continued to wipe the man's body tirelessly until she changed two basins of water. Then she climbed onto the bed and prepared to rest.
"Xie Jingcheng, are you okay?"
Song Qingxing turned off the main lights, and in the hotel, only the small and exquisite table lamp on the bedside was emitting light.
Xie Jingcheng's phone lit up several times, but she ignored it, obviously because of health reasons.
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