Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Are you really straight?
"What are you doing? Why haven't you answered the phone for so long?"
Leng Yunting yelled with his tongue sticking out.
"Mr. Leng, is there anything wrong?" Chi Ke had just finished washing up. He sat on the sofa, wiping his hair and taking two stomach medicine pills that Ji Qian had brought last time.
I was so busy in the afternoon that I forgot to eat. I just had a cup of instant noodles in the evening. Now my stomach is starting to protest.
After returning from the airport, Leng Baiyao and Su Jinmian were going out for dinner and invited them to go with them, but Leng Yunting refused.
As a special assistant, Chi Ke followed his boss and stayed away.
If he doesn't go, Ji Qian won't go either.
The two groups parted ways. Leng Yunting drove him away and told him to go to work at the company by himself. His cell phone was turned off and he has been out of contact with him until now. It is unknown whether he has gone to the hospital to see Xu Lemian.
According to the information from Ji Qian, he probably didn't go.
"Come and pick me up." Leng Yunting gave an address and said vaguely, "I'm drunk."
He drank too much, but his words were clear, so he probably wasn't completely drunk.
Chi Ke asked: "I'll arrange for a driver to pick you up."
"I want you to come!" Leng Yunting suddenly lost his temper and roared, "I haven't settled accounts with you recently! Do you still have me as your boss in your eyes? You were not like this before!"
"I'll be there in half an hour."
Chi Ke's head hurt because of his noise. He thought of the old man's instructions, that he was afraid that Chi Ke would be poisoned in the bar. He rubbed his stomach for a while, then got up listlessly and put on his clothes.
Ji Qian said that the grey coat he bought this morning was a New Year's gift specially bought for him.
It's a good idea to reciprocate, so this thing could be considered as a return gift for the pen, so he didn't refuse it. It was just the right time to wear it out at this time of night.
The bar was not close, and Chi Ke looked at the waiting time for the order on the taxi app and put buying a car on the agenda.
This time the taxi driver was very cruel, and his stomach was upset. After a few minutes, he felt like there was a washing machine in his stomach.
Chi Ke was feeling depressed because he forgot to bring snacks with him, when he suddenly took something out of his pocket.
When I turned it over, I found that it was a bunch of individually wrapped plum cakes and a note with some words written on it.
[Boss, have I done a good job in logistics? ]
While holding the plum cake in his mouth, Chi Ke remembered that before leaving today, Ji Qian said he was thirsty and went to the convenience store specially.
When he came back with the water in his hand, Chi Ke didn't pay much attention at the time and didn't realize when the other party put this thing into his coat pocket.
He smiled and wanted to send a message to the other party after getting off the bus, but he was really bored on the road, so he endured the discomfort and opened his phone.
【k: Thank you, that's very thoughtful. 】
[The Great Gitzby: Mr. Chi, fly with confidence, little Ji will always follow/love/take good care of yourself. ]
【K: Yes.】
[The Great Gitzby: He called you to work late at night again? ]
【k: It will be fine soon, it’s not a big deal. 】
[The Great Gitzby: I can’t keep going like this. Going to work is annoying, and motion sickness is even more painful.]
[The Great Gitzby: I have a matte black Urus that has been sitting idle, why don’t you drive it and have fun. ]
No matter what the relationship is, owing favors to others is a very troublesome thing, even if the other party is Ji Qian.
Chi Ke refused without hesitation and ended the conversation.
"Is it the store on the left at the intersection ahead?" the driver asked. "Oh, a bar. Handsome guy, why are you going to a bar dressed like this?"
He was dressed too formally and didn't fit the stereotype of a bar thug.
Chi Ke was too lazy to explain more, so he just said "hmm" and got off the car with his coat wrapped tightly around him. The cold February wind and the pleasant woody tea aroma rushed into his nostrils.
He remembered that at that time in the morning, the scent of Ji Qian's perfume was very faint, so faint that it was almost imperceptible.
Why is it that now, the fragrance of the coat is particularly noticeable?
Once you enter the bar, these smells may be squeezed out by the mixed smell of cigarettes, alcohol and perfume.
He suddenly felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have worn this outfit to the bar.
Thinking of this, he became even more unhappy with Leng Yunting.
He fought his way to the box sent by Leng Yunting, passed Sima Yichen who was watching the fun nearby, and stood condescendingly in front of the drunk Leng Yunting.
"Boss Leng," he said, "is gone."
"You're taking so long to get here. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Leng Yunting said unhappily, "Let's go to the hospital."
Yo.
Do you still remember people?
Chi Ke asked knowingly, "Go to see Young Master Xu?"
Leng Yunting glared at him: "Nonsense."
Chi Ke said: "Shenghuijia is far from here. It will be almost midnight if we go there. He may be asleep."
Xu Lemian is a public figure, and Ji Qian is Leng Yunting's personal doctor. When he was admitted to the hospital for treatment, he directly chose Shenghuijia.
"Chi Zhu," Sima Yichen beside him said slowly, "This is why you are immature. Leng Er is always in this bar whether he is discussing business or hanging out with friends. If I were you, I would arrange for him to stay nearby in advance."
Listen, if you haven’t lost your brain stem for ten years, you can’t say this.
But the other audience member was also brainless and looked at Chi Ke with both approval and condemnation.
Going to work is annoying enough, having stomachache is annoying too, and having a mentally retarded boss and his friends is even more annoying.
"I've learned a lesson," he looked at Sima Yichen, "Boss Sima is really a genius who was born to be an assistant."
Then he said to Leng Yunting: "If you are not satisfied, I can hand in my resignation tomorrow. Mr. Leng can find the next assistant according to Mr. Sima's standards."
Sima Yichen: “.”
Leng Yunting: “.”
Sima Yichen smiled grimly: "Leng Er, does your assistant not take me seriously?"
Leng Yunting moved his lips reluctantly, thinking to himself, "Not only does he not take you seriously, do you think he takes me seriously?"
"Okay," he stood up with a headache, "I have to go even if it's far away. I have to see him tonight."
Chi Ke said no more: "You drove here, right? I'm calling for a designated driver now."
"It's unnecessary to find a designated driver." Leng Yunting urged, "Go drive, hurry up!"
Chi Ke said, "Ah," "Shall I come?"
"Drive." Leng Yunting threw the car keys over. "Don't make me say it for the third time."
Ten minutes later.
"parking!!!"
Leng Yunting fell and got out of the car, rushed to the trash can on the side of the road, and began to vomit heart-wrenchingly.
Chi Ke rolled down the car window and boredly leaned his head to admire his boss's embarrassment.
His physical fitness is really bad.
He had been very restrained and tried very hard to drive slowly, but he still vomited like this. It was so useless.
Ji Qian could even sit in his car and eat without changing his expression.
He let his arm hanging outside the window fall down, clenched his fingers into a fist, and knocked lightly on the car door. When Leng Yunting looked over, he asked, "Boss Leng, are you looking for a designated driver?"
"..." Leng Yunting, who had always been a contrarian, gritted his teeth and said, "No! Look for it!"
Chi Ke: “Ok.”
Chi Ke would stop after driving for a while to give Leng Yunting time to vomit.
The journey that should have taken more than 40 minutes was dragged out to an hour and a half.
When we arrived, there were very few people in the hospital.
Leng Yunting's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Ji Qianren? Didn't you tell him that I was coming?"
Chi Ke took him to the inpatient department: "He has a major surgery tomorrow morning, so he needs to rest early tonight."
I'm just here to visit a relative. Is it necessary to disturb the angels in white who are saving lives?
"He is also my personal doctor, so it is his duty to come and see me." Leng Yunting warned in a low voice, but he did not insist on sending someone over. "Forget it, let's go to the ward."
Xu Lemian’s injuries were not serious.
Just as Ji Qian said, his already sprained ankle became more swollen, his knees and head were broken, and he fainted due to the shock, so it was actually nothing serious and he just needed to stay in the hospital for one night for observation.
The variety show he was filming was on was very large, and he didn't need to go up there to dance himself, but he fell off the stage unexpectedly, and there was no one around to catch him. This incident itself was very strange.
But the agent checked the surveillance footage for a whole day and found that no one pushed him.
He was taking a cup to get water when it fell silently in an empty corner.
Incredible results.
It just happened.
Because of his fall, the program crew had to stop working for two days.
Although Xingmian is cooperating well in negotiating compensation, the actors, directors and producers who collaborated with them this time probably won't work with Xu Lemian again.
The star journey is not smooth.
Chi Ke saw the dark VIP ward and said in a low voice, "It's time to go to bed."
"Guard the door and don't let anyone in." Leng Yunting didn't care about that. He pushed the door open, took off his alcohol-smelling coat, and knelt beside the bed to kiss his boyfriend.
Chi Ke didn't have time to turn around before he took action and closed his eyes in pain.
It really doesn't matter what the occasion is.
He had to tell Ji Qian to reserve this ward exclusively for the second son of the Leng family, so that he wouldn't ruin other rooms in their hospital next time.
There are very few rooms on the VIP floor of the hospital. Xu Lemian is the only one living on this floor. There is only a nurse station not far away in the corridor, so no sound from the ward can be heard.
But no matter how good the sound insulation is, if the people in the ward don't control themselves, people standing at the door can hear everything clearly.
Chi Ke heard Xu Lemian whimpering when he was kissed awake.
"Boss Leng? Why are you here?"
Ever since signing with Xingmian Entertainment, Xu Lemian changed the way he addressed him from "brother" to "boss".
Maybe it’s just a hobby, Chi Ke doesn’t understand.
"I just came back today and came to see you." Leng Yunting's voice was completely different from the gentleness just now. "Did I wake you up?"
"You, you are like this," Xu Lemian was a little embarrassed, "How can you not wake up?"
Leng Yunting didn't respond, but he kept whimpering and panting. This must be what the novel calls "being kissed so hard that one is speechless."
After a while, the humming and panting changed tone and turned into crying and gasping.
"You were on a business trip and didn't call me or reply to my messages. I thought you wanted to..."
"What are you thinking about? I'm really busy over there, and there's jet lag. If you don't believe me, you can ask Chi Zhu." Leng Yunting said, "I've been waiting for you to calm down. Are you still angry with me?"
"Then don't act on your own next time. I won't bother with you this time. Oh - no! Brother, don't do this here..." Xu Lemian whispered, "Let's talk about it when we get home."
"It's okay, no one will come in." Leng Yunting coaxed, "Turn around and lie down. You have a beautiful back."
Chi Ke couldn't bear it any longer and went to the nurse station in the distance to get two cotton balls to stuff into his ears, then came back and sat on the chair opposite the ward. However, due to his good hearing, he could still vaguely hear the noise.
I don’t know what’s going on, but my stomach is getting more and more uncomfortable, and the more I listen, the more I feel like vomiting.
I should have used a patch heat pack when I came out.
He really couldn't help it, so he bent over, holding his stomach and resting the back of his hand on his forehead.
Noticing the worried look of the nurse on duty at the nurses' station who kept looking at him, he shook his head, signaling her not to come over, and then lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest again.
As expected, I still can’t get used to the smell of disinfectant.
He heard a few young nurses at the nursing station chatting in low voices, and also heard the sharp sirens of ambulances below the hospital building, and the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from afar.
Footsteps?
Chi Ke was afraid that someone would see the private affairs between the two people in the room, so he forced himself to look up, only to see that figure squatting on one knee in front of him at flashing speed.
"What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Is it very painful?" Ji Qian handed over the thermos cup, and repeatedly tightened the water filling port of the hot water bottle and stuffed it into his arms. His voice was mixed with low gasps, a little rough, and there was fine beads of sweat on his forehead, "Come with me to the lounge."
"It's okay, no need, it's not serious, I'm at work." Chi Ke saw the pajamas and slippers under his coat that he hadn't changed into yet, and came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and smiled, "Why are you here?"
The peacock didn't even change its clothes, it looks like it really came here running.
Hearing that there was nothing wrong with his tone, Ji Qian breathed a sigh of relief and did not insist on pulling him away: "The nurse on duty today knows you. Luckily I will sleep in the hospital tonight. If I hadn't come, would you have just endured it? You messed up like this in your own hospital. You can smash the sign at the gate of Shenghuijia tomorrow."
"Exaggerated." Chi Ke hugged the hot water bottle and sneered, "Don't squat anymore, go and rest. Don't you have surgery tomorrow morning?"
"Cancelled." Ji Qian sighed, "I told him to fast, but the patient's family felt sorry for him and secretly fed him oatmeal milk at night. Fortunately, the nurse found out."
Chi Ke's mouth corners became more and more flat as he listened, and finally he just said: "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Ji."
"There are always people who don't believe in doctors. And you, Teacher Chi, you've been so upset after just a short while..." Nagging should be a habit that doctors can't change. Ji Qian sat down and kept talking. After a long time, he asked, "Why are your ears plugged? Do you think I'm noisy?"
Chi Ke raised his chin and pointed to Xu Lemian's ward.
Ji Qian pricked up his ears and was quiet for a while, his neck suddenly turned red: "No, they just did that--?"
"What do you think I'm doing here?" With the hot water bottle, Chi Ke felt much more comfortable. He leaned his head against the wall, yawned, and said lazily, "Love security guard."
Ji Qian couldn't hold it in and laughed for a long time: "You're still working while you're sick. Didn't you eat well today?"
"I just didn't eat one meal." Faced with the doctor's questioning, the patient subconsciously defended himself, "Later, I had a box of instant noodles."
"You still dare to eat instant noodles?!" Ji Qian was really mad at him. He patted his chest and comforted himself for a long time before he calmed down.
Isn’t it just some instant noodles?
It's just an occasional stomach problem, not every day. Why are you reacting so strongly?
Chi Ke humphed, "Got it, I'll change it next time."
"You'd better really change next time." Ji Qian said in a rare serious tone, "You just came back from a business trip, do you have two days off?"
Chi Ke nodded coldly, not wanting to pay any attention to the ferocious Dr. Ji.
Although Ji Qian didn't realize the problem, his voice softened. He could never be strong for more than three seconds. "There's nothing for you to worry about at the hospital for now. Do you have any plans?"
Chi Ke is not in the habit of reporting his itinerary to anyone, and simply summed it up: "Seeing exhibitions, listening to lectures, eating, and resting."
Ji Qian: “.”
Okay, it's very late.
"You don't sound very busy," Ji Qian fiddled with his phone, looking very busy, and spoke casually, "Don't you have any plans to go out and have fun? Like, who to go with?"
The question was asked in a low voice. Chi Ke took off the cotton wool from his ear and asked, "Who are you going to meet?"
"I don't know. Isn't this asking you?" Ji Qian's fingers were fiddling with his phone faster and faster. Without even looking at him, he casually said, "You can ask me out, too. Let's have a meal or something."
I heard it clearly this time.
Chi Ke narrowed his eyes: "Are you on holiday too?"
Ji Qian said: "Smart bosses will give themselves a holiday."
Anyway, tomorrow's surgery has been cancelled, and he, as the director of the hospital, doesn't have many patients to take care of.
Chi Ke thought about what he said before about not having many friends, and asked, "Is there a restaurant you really want to eat at?"
If Ji Qian really wants to, it's not that he can't accompany her, but his plans for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are full, so he'll have to rearrange his time when he returns.
"It's not necessary to eat at a certain restaurant," Ji Qian said incoherently, as if his tongue had been cut, "It's just &^$*& eat^..."
Chi Ke: “?”
Chi Ke: "Speak nicely."
"Tsk." Ji Qian put away his phone abruptly, turned his head to look at him, and said desperately, "I just want to have a meal with you!"
“…”
Chi Ke's half-closed eyelids gradually opened.
That feeling of uncertainty and a little self-righteousness came back.
If Ji Qian says “I want to go out for dinner”, that’s fine.
It’s also okay to ask, “Are you free to go out for dinner with me?”
But this "I want to have a meal with you" is a bit too...
It's beyond words.
Chi Ke’s social circle is not large, but he has interacted with many people. At least he has never heard of or experienced this kind of “alternative” request for dinner.
There are four seats in this row, and they sit in the middle two.
After feeling strange, Chi Ke moved with the hot water bottle in his arms.
Ji Qian seemed to want to move as well, but Chi Ke ordered him not to move: "Sit there, stop being clingy, sit up straight and talk properly."
Ji Qian: “…”
Ji Qian's expression was full of shock: "Am I clingy?"
"You're not clingy," Chi Ke said, "You're not even on my body, how can you be considered clingy?"
Ji Qian reflected seriously and said, "Isn't what you said sarcastic?"
Chi Ke closed his eyes and pressed his heart.
Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, just keep calm, keep calm, he is a fool, he is a fool, he is a fool…
"You..." Chi Ke felt that some things still needed to be confirmed in person. If he was euphemistic, Ji Qian might not understand, so he simply asked directly, "Are you really a straight man?"
"Yeah." Ji Qian didn't hesitate for even 0.1 seconds, with a matter-of-fact look on his face, "Why are you asking this? Does this have anything to do with whether I'm clingy or not?"
Chi Ke: “.”
Ji Qian was too confident, which made Chi Ke a little unconfident.
This is what straight men are like? Then what am I?
Am I not straight enough?
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