Chapter 63 Back on Track
Although Su Qingyan's condition relapsed this time, he recovered unexpectedly quickly. On the fifth day of hospitalization, he stood by the window and pulled a pot of green plants on the windowsill. He had destroyed it in the past few days and only a few leaves were left.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Su Qingyan turned around and saw Zhou Cheng walking in.
"Have you finished your date with your sweetheart?"
"I'll go to the treatment room to remove the closed drainage." Zhou Cheng lifted his clothes for Su Qingyan to see.
"I even doubt whether you were shot or not?" Su Qingyan went over and touched Zhou Cheng's wound covered with gauze.
"I'm glad you're okay." Zhou Cheng hugged Su Qingyan.
"You look like you're going to go back to work?" Su Qingyan felt that Zhou Cheng was not here to be hospitalized, but to study.
"The director asked me to take a month off, but I don't want to-" Zhou Cheng was interrupted by Su Qingyan in the middle of his words.
"Zhou Cheng, are you torturing yourself? Why don't you take a break even if you have one?" Su Qingyan lingered and pecked Zhou Cheng's lips a few more times.
"You don't have to rest for so long..." Zhou Cheng wanted to pick up Su Qingyan, but his right arm was injured and he couldn't use the strength, so he had to give up.
"You're feeling overwhelmed, Xiao Zhou." Su Qingyan hung on Zhou Cheng and threw him onto the bed.
"Slow down, slow down." Zhou Cheng felt a dull pain when his wound was pulled.
"You didn't cry out in pain when you were playing with that machine." The hospital gowns were designed to be very convenient. Su Qingyan pulled the string at the side of Zhou Cheng's waist and took off his clothes. "Now that you have a new love, you don't want to love your old one anymore?"
"Stop it, you're just feeling better." Zhou Cheng didn't dare to move too much, and one hand was no match for Su Qingyan, so he could only let him toss him around.
"I didn't lock the door..." As Su Qingyan's actions became more and more outrageous, Zhou Cheng looked at the door nervously.
"I drove them all out, no one dared to come in." Su Qingyan continued to feel down, "He's still in good spirits, not broken."
After the plane landed smoothly in Mincheng, Su Qingyan and Zhou Cheng were transferred to the hospital by a special car.
"I don't think I need to be hospitalized. I can change the dressing by myself at home." Zhou Cheng seemed very reluctant as he lay down in the ward again.
"I want to go home too. Let's escape from prison and go home." Su Qingyan sat up from the hospital bed.
"That won't work. You still need to get an injection and have the tests done..."
As soon as the matter of hospitalization involved Su Qingyan, Zhou Cheng became obviously hypocritical.
"You can get an injection and have your blood drawn at home." Su Qingyan said to him with a smile.
Zhou Cheng was speechless and had to lie obediently on the hospital bed.
Because they landed in the early morning, only He Zhu and a few bodyguards were there to pick them up. The next morning, there was a long line of people waiting to visit them.
"Come and take a look at the list, Dr. Zhou." Su Qingyan opened the file sent to him by He Zhu, which contained a list of names.
"What is this for?"
Zhou Cheng didn't know about the grand scene in the reception room. When he heard Su Qingyan say that they were all people who came to visit the patient, he looked incredulous.
"Are you kidding? Are you here for hospitalization or for a meeting?"
"I'm so young, but I have to shoulder the responsibility of the family. How pitiful..." Su Qingyan sighed, then put on a suit over his hospital gown and was about to leave. "I'm going to support the family. Wait for me to come back."
Although Su Qingyan had encountered such a big problem, Su Chonglin still had not returned from Xinghai. He seemed certain that Su Qingyan could handle the Mincheng industry by himself.
Su Qingyan indeed made him look at him with new eyes.
After another busy week in the hospital, Su Qingyan's indicators have returned to normal. He now follows Zhou Cheng's example and occasionally disobeys the doctor's orders, then finds out that there is really nothing serious. He mutters in his heart that doctors just scare people.
When they were discharged from the hospital again, the piano that Su Qingyan ordered was finally delivered. When they returned home, the tuner was tuning the piano. When he saw them coming back, he bowed and left.
"Master, let's try it." Su Qingyan casually tapped the keys and found that the tone was indeed extraordinary.
Zhou Cheng walked over and looked at the valuable piano, then sat down in front of it and started playing it.
Su Qingyan also learned piano when he was a child, but it was just for fun. He could tell that Zhou Cheng's playing level must have taken a lot of time and effort.
"You play so well, why don't you have a piano at home?"
"When I was in high school, I formed a band with Zhao Luo. My dad said I wasn't doing my job properly and stopped me from playing. So I got angry and smashed the piano."
After listening to this, Su Qingyan fell silent, then leaned over and hugged Zhou Cheng from behind.
From the moment Zhou Cheng rushed out to block the bullet for him, Su Qingyan felt that the relationship between them was no longer a simple romantic relationship. If Zhou Cheng had been facing the gun at that time, the bullet would have shot directly into his heart.
Su Qingyan tightened his arms again.
"Brother, what else do you like? I'll buy it all for you."
"Aren't you jealous anymore? Your little lover has moved in." Zhou Cheng stopped and patted his arm to let him loosen it, as it was making it difficult for him to breathe.
"It's sick... can they compare with me?"
Already busy at the end of the year, and delayed for several days by his trip abroad, Su Qingyan was swamped once more upon his return. He also took the opportunity to vent his frustrations over Zhou Cheng's injury, making bold moves that had the entire group trembling with fear. Previously, the top brass had assumed the Su family's son was a figurehead, ready to be exposed within a few days. However, with Su Chonglin's continued absence, he'd become even more assertive during his tenure, surpassing even Su Chonglin's.
Su Qingyan and Zhou Cheng were video chatting and were supervised by him while eating lunch. A message popped up on their phone while they were chatting. Su Qingyan clicked it and frowned slightly. It must be because he had been talking about his little lover all the time recently. How did this bad peach blossom come to him?
-Mr. Su, I haven’t contacted you for so long, Qianqian misses you. Are you free recently?
Su Qingyan blocked and deleted everyone, muttering to himself that it was rare to find someone so ignorant of the rules these days, and that he would have to clean up his friends list later.
"Mr. Su." He Zhu knocked on the door and came in.
"What time is the launch ceremony this afternoon?" Su Qingyan was eating the healthy yet unpalatable lunch that Zhou Cheng had cooked himself, and it tasted like chewing wax.
"4 o'clock. Mr. Jiang said there will be a performance later." He Zhu opened the detailed process and showed it to Su Qingyan.
"Is Jiang Er's brain stuck in the door? Is he going to hold a concert?" Su Qingyan looked at the names of the four or five stars and shook his head.
"Boss Jiang said that we should create momentum and attract traffic. Nowadays, the girls who are fans of stars are very generous in spending money." He Zhu said stiffly. Jiang Xingyao and Boss Su have a special relationship, and he dare not disobey either side.
"They are not the target audience...it's useless." Su Qingyan stuffed the tablet back into Assistant He's hand.
"Don't swear." Zhou Cheng suddenly interrupted in the video.
"I'll go back after the launch ceremony... Oh, by the way, do you want to see those stars sing?" Su Qingyan asked on the phone screen.
"I don't want to watch it..." Zhou Cheng said helplessly.
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