Thank you for bringing me to the hospital!
"Sir, are you alright, sir?"
...
Song Zicheng had just come out of the private room and hadn't taken two steps when a man with a superior build staggered toward him. Suddenly, with a "thud," the man fainted in front of him.
Song Zicheng frowned and quickly took half a step back. Seeing the man lying motionless on the ground, he stood there for a few seconds, then squatted down and pinched the man's philtrum.
The brightly lit corridor was noisy and chaotic, the noise giving people a headache. Song Zicheng secretly increased the pressure on his hands, but the man did not react at all.
Seeing this, he quickly took out his phone from his pocket and dialed 120. As soon as the call was connected, Song Zicheng calmly said, "Doctor, this is xx KTV. A gentleman has just fainted. Please come quickly."
After hanging up the phone, he leaned against the wall, reached out and touched the man's forehead. It was burning hot. Looking at the painful expression on the man's face, he looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
As if deep in thought, Song Zicheng had a serious expression, his eyes darting around in their sockets.
He quickly got up, looked at the man lying on the ground, and an idea flashed through his mind. He hesitated and was about to leave when the sound of an ambulance rang out.
"Hello, was that you who called just now?" The female doctor, wearing a mask and a white coat, asked him.
Song Zicheng nodded: "Yes."
Watching the doctors carry the man out, Song Zicheng, holding his phone, also headed towards the door, ready to leave.
He hadn't taken more than a few steps when the female doctor called out to him, "Sir, you need to come to the hospital with us."
Song Zicheng turned around and glanced at the man lying in the car, then politely replied, "Doctor, I don't know him. I only called him because I saw he had fainted. I have something to do later and can't go."
"Sir, please come with us to the hospital," the female doctor said again, her tone gentle, but with an undeniable firmness.
Song Zicheng raised his eyebrows, shrugged, and didn't say much. He simply replied to a message on his phone before getting into the ambulance.
In the hospital's VIP ward, Song Zicheng sat on a chair outside the ward, his fingers flying across the phone screen: "Brother Wang, I have something to do tonight, I'll be there later."
"OK".
Upon seeing the reply, Song Zicheng turned off his phone. He stared at the closed ward door, his left hand unconsciously clenching tightly, while his right index finger tapped lightly on his knee.
He stared blankly at a spot in front of him. Having not slept well for several nights in a row, he was feeling sleepy. His eyelids felt as heavy as a ton of bricks, making it hard for him to open his eyes. He leaned his head against the cold wall and slowly closed his eyes.
He hadn't even dozed off for a few minutes when he heard a "whoosh" as the ward door opened. Song Zicheng saw the doctor come out and immediately got up and went over to him: "Doctor, how is the gentleman inside?"
"His stomach has been pumped, so he's fine."
Hearing this, Song Zicheng gradually relaxed: "Okay, thank you, doctor." After saying that, he walked to the door and knocked three times gently.
"Please come in."
A hoarse, deep voice came from inside.
Song Zicheng was shocked by the ward as soon as he entered. He was very familiar with this hospital and had been there for three years, but this was the first time he had ever seen a VIP ward.
He took a few steps inside and saw that the man on the hospital bed had already sat up. The moment their eyes met, the man smiled at him.
As Song Zicheng gradually approached, the man seemed to look him up and down, then unconsciously narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Song Zicheng wasn't looking at the man's face, so he didn't notice the man's wary, playful, and blatant gaze, which resembled that of a jackal or tiger eyeing its prey.
"Thank you for bringing me to the hospital," the man suddenly said, his voice still hoarse from just waking up from a faint.
When Song Zicheng stood by the bed, only a step away from the man, he finally saw the man's face clearly.
With messy slicked-back hair, thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips, the man's lips were deathly pale, perhaps because he had fainted. But his long, narrow eyes were deep and intense, and when he looked up at people, they carried an invisible but strong sense of oppression.
When Song Zicheng saw those eyes, he couldn't help but shiver and felt a little flustered.
His subconscious told him that he should stay away from the man in front of him.
Sure enough, the man saw him take half a step back, and his face immediately darkened almost imperceptibly, but returned to normal in an instant.
"I just happened to see you faint at that time. The doctor said you're fine. Since that's the case, I have something to do later, so I'll be leaving now." After saying that, Song Zicheng turned around and walked towards the door.
"Wait," the man called out to him. He stared intently at Song Zicheng's back and said in a hoarse and weak voice, "I still don't know your name. If it's convenient, could you please give me your contact information? Since you saved me, I must thank you properly."
Song Zicheng turned to look at the man and politely declined, saying, "No need, sir. It was just a small favor. We can talk about it another time when we meet. Please get some rest. I'll be going now. Goodbye."
After saying that, he smiled at the man, revealing two dimples on his lean face, which made him even more noticeable. Then he turned around and walked towards the door in a few quick steps.
The moment Song Zicheng left, the smile on Lu Zhiyan's face vanished instantly. A layer of gloom enveloped his delicate features, and his brown pupils were filled with cold eyes, a hint of scrutiny and amusement in his gaze.
As Song Zicheng stepped out of the room, he brushed past the person who had just arrived. The person frowned and glanced at Song Zicheng's back.
"Mr. Lu, are you alright? We've found out who drugged you," Secretary Cui said, standing by the bedside.
Lu Zhiyan moved his neck, his right hand stroking the white jade thumb ring on his left thumb. He seemed nonchalant, but the words he spoke were extremely ruthless.
"The person Lu Zhize found isn't very good either. I was originally going to let him off the hook because he's old and has worked hard for the company for most of his life, but who knew he would pull this stunt on me? He's practically courting death."
Lu Zhiyan said the last sentence almost through gritted teeth. He sighed, leaned against the headboard, and said coldly, "Send the previous materials and evidence to the police station. I want to give him a big gift. As for Lu Zhize..."
Lu Zhiyan paused, looked out the window, and said in a lighthearted yet playful tone with a hint of ruthlessness, "Looks like I'll have to play along with him this time."
“Understood, Mr. Lu,” Cui Junyu replied.
"By the way, go and check on the person who brought me to the hospital," Lu Zhiyan said, his tone much gentler.
Cui Junyu immediately thought of the boy he had just met and nodded: "Okay."
Song Zicheng took several deep breaths of fresh air after leaving the ward. He had only spoken a few words to the man, but he felt as if something was blocking his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He felt that there was an unfathomable danger hidden beneath the man's gentle smile.
However, he didn't have the time or energy to think about it. His phone kept buzzing with messages, urging him to leave immediately. He grabbed a shared bike on the street and quickly disappeared into the vast crowd.
When he arrived at BC Bar, Wang Shu was already pacing back and forth in the dressing room, looking frantic. As soon as he saw Song Zicheng, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed him: "Little Song, you're finally here! Hurry up and change your clothes and get on stage. The audience has been waiting impatiently, and we almost couldn't hold them back."
"Understood, Brother Wang."
Song Zicheng changed his clothes in an orderly manner, picked up the microphone, and walked straight to the stage.
This was his second part-time job—singing at a bar.
Unlike his usual bespectacled, refined appearance, he was now wearing a long black T-shirt, a vintage denim jacket, and black cargo pants that made his legs look incredibly long. The glittering silver necklace around his neck shone even brighter under the lights.
As soon as he appeared, the bar patrons immediately turned their attention to the stage, and both men and women screamed loudly.
Please don't knock on things everywhere.
Trends require careful attention to detail.
I accidentally forgot to pick at it.
Tap hard everywhere.
......
The ambient flashes changed constantly in sync with the music, and the people on and off the stage moved to the rhythm. At this moment, there was only the intoxicating music, and all worries vanished.
Song Zicheng has only been here for a month, but he has already attracted a large number of fans with his outstanding appearance and excellent voice.
When he first went for his interview, Wang Shu saw that he looked like a good student and waved him away without saying a word.
"Boss, please give me a chance to audition," Song Zicheng said in a low voice.
Wang Shu clicked his tongue and ignored him.
"Boss, I really need this job, please give me a chance."
Perhaps Song Zicheng was too persistent; after much pleading, Wang Shu gave him a chance to audition.
If it weren't for that audition, how could the bar have become so successful, and how could we have found such a gem as Song Zicheng?
Two hours passed quickly. After changing his clothes in the locker room, Song Zicheng looked towards the parking area at the entrance, as if looking for something. Then he frowned and sent a message.
"Brother Wang, where did my bicycle that I left here last night go?"
“It rained last night, so I moved it to the hallway.”
Upon receiving the message, Song Zicheng did not immediately go to find the car, but instead made a phone call.
"Yuebai, are you still in the hospital?"
A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, Zian just fell asleep. The doctor said he's doing well today."
Song Zicheng nodded, his voice a little hoarse: "I understand. Wait for me at the hospital, I'll come pick you up."
"good."
The late autumn night was a bit chilly, and the autumn wind made people shiver. When Song Zicheng arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yuebai, dressed in a white dress, was already waiting at the door.
Seeing that she was dressed so lightly, Song Zicheng took off his coat and put it on Jiang Yuebai: "It's a bit chilly at night, wear this so you don't catch a cold."
A bright moon hung high in the sky, its pure light shining down and illuminating the road. A cool breeze blew by, and Song Zicheng suddenly felt a tightness around his waist, causing him to freeze for a moment.
"I'm a little cold, let me lean against you to keep out the wind," Jiang Yuebai said softly.
Song Zicheng didn't speak, but just gave a soft "hmm". Then he felt Jiang Yuebai tighten her grip on him slightly, and her head slowly rested against his back.
Song Zicheng felt a little awkward at the close contact, his whole body stiffening slightly. Perhaps noticing this change, Jiang Yuebai said, "Brother Wang sent me a message tonight, asking why you haven't arrived yet and if something happened to you."
After successfully landing the job after his audition, Song Zicheng immediately shared the good news with Jiang Yuebai. Jiang Yuebai looked at Song Zicheng with a look of worry in her eyes: "Won't the bar be a bit chaotic? And working so late at night, you still have classes during the day, can your body handle it?"
Song Zicheng didn't think too much about it; he was immediately attracted by the generous salary when he saw the job on the recruitment app.
At 300 yuan an hour, this job was a must for him, as he desperately needed the money.
In just half a month, his salary has doubled because of his outstanding performance.
Although it's tiring, he enjoys it. It seems that only when he's on stage can he be his true self without any inhibitions.
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