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"Drip—drip—drip—"
A mechanical, electronic voice rang in my ears, the pungent smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, my head felt heavy and foggy, and my blurred vision, like rain-soaked glass, gradually cleared...
Along with the increased vision, the pain in my body also intensified...
My throat felt like it had just been branded with a hot iron; even swallowing saliva felt like being burned. My whole body ached terribly, I couldn't move, and my eyelids felt like they weighed a ton...
Where is this?
Wen Xubai's thoughts gradually returned. Above the pale ceiling, the doctors and nurses were overjoyed; a doctor wearing white gloves seemed to be anxiously calling out something, but Wen Xubai couldn't hear him anymore…
The monitoring equipment that was tracking his vital signs emitted a sharp, piercing blare again, and the scene descended into chaos. Wen Xubai fell into a coma once more.
The man in his dream reached out his hand to him, and Wen Xubai rushed forward to grab him, but was pushed away by him.
Wen Xubai: "!!!"
He awoke abruptly from his shock, a tear rolling down his cheek.
"woke up?"
Upon hearing the voice, Wen Xubai turned his head slightly with difficulty, only to find that the person sitting by the bed was not the face he had imagined.
With his chest heaving violently, Wen Xubai trembled as he reached out his hand and weakly uttered two words, only to find that he was still wearing a respirator on his face. The words that could not be heard were extremely hoarse, causing a sharp pain in his throat.
Ruan Xing thought for a moment, then helped him remove the ventilator. He took a cotton swab from the table next to him, moistened it with water, and gently placed it on Wen Xubai's pale, chapped lips.
Like rain after a long drought, Wen Xubai anxiously licked at that little bit of moist sweetness, but it was never enough. He struggled to lift his head, but he really had no strength left.
After being fed for an unknown amount of time, Wen Xubai's dry mouth finally eased considerably, and he regained some of his strength. His bloodshot eyes turned to the person beside him.
Ruan Xing raised an eyebrow and, seeing that he was no longer thirsty, prepared to withdraw his hand, but before he could make a move, his wrist was grabbed!
The hand covering his wrist had distinct knuckles, and the veins on its skin were too prominent, white with a bluish tinge. It wasn't gripping his wrist very tightly and was trembling slightly.
Ruan Xing thought he hadn't had enough to drink and was about to put the wet cotton swab to Wen Xubai's mouth when he heard Wen Xubai's weak and hoarse voice: "Where's Qi Zui...?"
Ruan Xing never expected that Wen Xubai's first question upon waking up would be about this. He paused, withdrew his hand, glanced speechlessly at the person on the bed, and placed the cup back on the table.
"Even in this state, you still have the mind to care about others?"
Ke Wenxu was not giving up; his bloodshot eyes were still fixed on him.
After a long stalemate, Ruan Xing finally gave in and said irritably, "Don't worry, I won't die."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xubai's pupils suddenly widened, and the next second, there was the sound of his "wires" colliding.
Where is he...? I need to... go find him...
Seeing how hard he was straining to support himself on the edge of the bed, Ruan Xing had no doubt that if he didn't say something, Wen Xubai would really fall off the bed and crawl to find Qi Zui.
Ruan Xing grabbed Wen Xubai's restless body and said through gritted teeth, "What's the rush? In your current state, you'll probably die on the way to Qi Zui's ward! Do you really want him to wake up and see your corpse first thing?!"
Wen Xubai's body trembled instantly, as if all his strength had been drained, and he fell back onto the bed, his thoughts still in disarray.
Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Ruan Xing hurriedly went out to call the doctor.
Doctors, interns, and nurses in white coats stood around Wen Xubai, carefully checking his various indicators before finally removing all the instruments from his body, leaving only the IV drip and the most basic testing equipment.
Taking advantage of a break in the examination, Wen Xubai grabbed the doctor and asked a few questions about Qi Zui's condition, only to see the doctor scratch his head as he looked at the medical record and ask in confusion, "We don't have a patient named Qi Zui here?"
For a moment, his mind went blank. Ruan Xing, who had been standing silently beside him, patted him on the shoulder. The instant their eyes met, Wen Xubai understood what was going on.
All the indicators had returned to normal. The doctors gave Ruan Xing, the "family member," a few brief instructions before leaving the ward in a "grand procession."
"I should have expected this outcome, shouldn't I?" Ruan Xing leaned against the bed with his arms crossed.
Wen Xubai lowered his head, his hands on his lap gradually tightening. After a long while, he opened his eyes and calmly asked, "Where is he?"
Seeing that Ruan Xing didn't answer, he slowly added, "I... I don't regret it, I just wanted to make sure he was safe..."
"Sigh." President Ruan sighed and finally nodded.
As Wen Xubai walked through the hospital corridor, his legs were still weak, making walking difficult. He relied entirely on his crutches for support and was panting heavily.
But we are still far from our destination.
Ruan Xing, who had been following behind and intending to stand by and watch, frowned upon seeing this, thinking to himself that if he continued like this, he might not reach his destination until the sun went down.
Thinking it over, she simply grabbed Wen Xubai's arm and wrapped it around her neck.
Wen Xubai was a little surprised, but then he heard Ruan Xing say, "My time is precious, don't waste it."
Wen Xubai's pale eyes trembled slightly. He slowly lowered his gaze and whispered, "Thank you."
When he actually stood in front of the ICU, Ruan Xingcai understood what it meant: people who have suffered great blows often appear calm on the outside.
Wen Xubai stood in front of the glass window, quietly watching Qi Zui, who was unconscious in the ICU, covered in tubes. The transparent wall of the ventilator fogged up and disappeared repeatedly.
The man's former vigor had completely vanished; he was simply sleeping peacefully. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one would have truly suspected that he was already dead.
Wen Xubai didn't say a word, even calmer than on the way here. Only his slightly trembling pupils and his fingers curling up against the glass betrayed his unease.
"Don't worry," Ruan Xing said proactively, "He jumped off the ship in time. Although his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees by the impact of the explosion, at least he survived and will wake up in a while."
Upon hearing this, Wen Xubai's gaze deepened, his eyes fixed on the person inside the window without ever leaving him, and he did not respond.
If Qi Zui hadn't rushed over and hugged him, he would be the one lying inside now.
Seeing his expression, Ruan Xing knew that he hadn't really made up his mind yet. He shook his head and said helplessly, "The news will reach the Wen family in an hour. It's not too late to regret it now."
“Oh right,” he suddenly seemed to remember something, took out a string of metal objects from his jacket pocket and handed them to Wen Xubai, “This was found on him. He searched him while he was changing clothes. I guess it’s your house key. Here, take it.”
Upon seeing the set of keys, Wen Xubai was taken aback.
The cool touch spread across Wen Xubai's palm, and he felt his hands trembling slightly.
That wasn't the key to "his" house; it was the key to Qi Zui's "house," the key to Lin Xi's house. And that key should have been with him...
Wen Xubai stroked the man's face with his fingers, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.
So you already knew...
“However, since you’re leaving, there’s no point in keeping this key. You…” Ruan Xing didn’t notice his unusual behavior and continued to talk on and on.
It wasn't until a strange man wearing headphones ran up and whispered a few words in Ruan Xing's ear that he crossed his arms and asked, "So? Have you made up your mind?"
The long-lost young master of a wealthy family has made a surprising return. This is a sensational story that no media outlet would want to miss. If they can be the first to capture a clear photo of the "Third Young Master of the Wen Family," tomorrow's top headline will surely belong to him.
By then, reporters and paparazzi with their long lenses and cameras, along with unsuspecting onlookers, will surround the hospital in layers, making it difficult for them to leave.
Moreover, at that time, in order to maintain the normal order of the hospital, not only the Wen and Ruan families, but also the police will definitely send people out to maintain order.
Wen Xubai is an "acquaintance" of the Wen family and the police, so it's hard to guarantee that he won't be recognized.
If we don't leave now, it will be too late.
Just then, the man on the hospital bed, whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly twitched his eyelids.
Wen Xubai: "!!!"
Ruan Xing: "!!!"
Wen Xubai initially thought he had misread it, but the man's trembling fingers told him the next second that he definitely hadn't misread it!
"Doctor! Doctor!!!" Wen Xubai was the first to react, and his cane instantly fell to the ground!
His mind was instantly filled with joy, and he couldn't care about anything else at that moment. He completely forgot that he was still an "injured person". As soon as he lifted his foot, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground!
Fortunately, Ruan Xing reacted quickly and caught Wen Xubai's agitated body, exclaiming, "Watch out!"
Ke Wenxu could no longer care about anything else; his still hoarse voice echoed in the corridor as he frantically shouted for the medical staff not far away.
"Don't worry! I'll go call them!" Ruan Xing quickly reassured him, giving a wink to his subordinate beside him.
The subordinate immediately understood and quickly ran towards the information desk at the entrance!
The next second, a chaotic and noisy sound of footsteps came one after another. Medical staff wearing blue and white uniforms and masks rushed over. Countless figures brushed past Wen Xubai, and with the whistling sound of their clothes cutting through the air, Wen Xubai's heart was about to jump out of his chest.
His weak body could not withstand the intense emotional turmoil. He felt a sharp pain in his heart, his whole body began to tremble, and his legs gradually went weak, causing him to fall to the ground.
Ruan Xing was startled and tried to pull him close, but to no avail. She patted his back gently to help him catch his breath and they both fell to the ground.
Seeing Wen Xubai's dazed expression, Ruan Xing knew that he wouldn't be able to leave anytime soon.
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