Chapter 48: Uncle Qin Carries Me

Ye Yun dragged Mu Jiahe away, leaving only Shi Yang and Qin Yanchuan in the ward.

Shi Yang slowly calmed down and continued to eat his durian mille-feuille and egg tarts. He even generously took out an egg tart to share with Qin Yanchuan.

Qin Yanchuan rejected his kindness and said, "You should take good care of yourself."

Qin Yanchuan said this and stood up to leave the ward. Shi Yang, with egg pie still stuffed in his mouth, quickly called out to him in a slurred voice:

"Uncle Qin, I think I can be discharged from the hospital now. Please take me home with you."

Tomorrow is Saturday and he doesn't have to go to school. Shi Yang feels particularly energetic now, as if nothing has happened.

Qin Yanchuan called the doctor over and asked for his opinion.

The doctor glanced at Shi Yang who was grinning at him, clicked his tongue, and then said to Qin Yanchuan, "This kid doesn't even need to be hospitalized. He insists on staying here."

Shi Yang immediately retracted his bared teeth.

How could this old man speak the truth so clearly? It put him in an awkward situation.

Hearing the doctor's words, a hint of interest flashed across Qin Yanchuan's eyes, and he immediately turned an inquiring gaze towards Shi Yang.

Shi Yang hesitated and tried to justify himself: "I just felt dizzy and uncomfortable. It might be a sequelae. I feel much better now, so of course I can't take up medical resources."

Qin Yanchuan didn't seem to believe it. "Really?"

Shi Yang was silent for two seconds, then sighed, "Do you really want me to tell the truth?"

He suddenly became shy again. As he spoke, he lowered his head and covered his face, ashamed to see people.

That posture is two parts pretentious and two parts shy, and the rest is all artificial.

"Uncle Qin, I just wanted you to feel sorry for me, but you had to expose me. Now I feel embarrassed."

The doctor, who was not yet of retirement age, began to suspect that there was something wrong with his eyes and ears.

Alas, at such an old age, I still have to suffer.

The doctor put his hands behind his back, shook his head, looked at Qin Yanchuan with a look full of sympathy and pity, and then left the ward.

Qin Yanchuan turned around and left his back to Shi Yang.

He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh.

"Clean it up."

Shi Yang now acted as if nothing had happened and responded readily, but soon his face became sad again.

"Uncle Qin, I have nothing to wear."

Qin Yanchuan turned around and saw Shi Yang still wearing the clean and loose hospital gown, holding a light-colored sweatshirt in his hand, with blood stains clearly visible on it.

Shi Yang sighed, "This is all my blood. I don't know if it can be washed clean. The clothes are very expensive."

Qin Yanchuan didn't see what happened before Shi Yang entered the hospital, but judging from the blood on his clothes, he must have lost a lot of blood.

And this heartless good-for-nothing was worrying about his clothes.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask Ye Yun to buy you some clothes."

"Okay."

On the other side, the diligent assistant Ye had just sent Mu Jiahe to the emergency room when his boss called again and asked him to buy clothes for the little trouble maker.

Therefore, Special Assistant Ye drove to a nearby shopping mall and quickly picked out a set of clothes for Shi Yang in the store and sent them over.

Shi Yang was dumbfounded when he saw it.

A tight T-shirt, a denim jacket, tight pants, the only thing missing is a pair of loafers.

Ye Yun showed a friendly smile, his eyes shining brightly behind the lens, "Master Shi, what do you think?"

"Wow, you're targeting me, little four-eyes!"

"You can't be so petty. If he can't find a partner in the future, Uncle Qin, you must deduct his bonus!"

Ye Yun: “…”

Wrong move. This guy doesn't play by the rules.

Ye Yun has worked for his boss for so many years, but he has only one weak spot: withholding his salary.

He found an excuse and hurriedly left the ward, fearing that Qin Yanchuan would deduct his bonus if he was a second late.

Shi Yang put on the clothes reluctantly, and when he came out of the bathroom, he held his waist and limped.

Qin Yanchuan sat in front of the sofa, his eyes following the person walking towards him, "Fell?"

Shi Yang frowned and hissed, "I fell at noon, and it's getting more and more painful now."

Got it, intermittent pain.

"So what?" Qin Yanchuan's tone was very patient.

Shi Yang sat gently on the armrest of the sofa, rubbing his waist, "It seems that I can't walk anymore, Uncle Qin, can you carry me down?"

Qin Yanchuan didn't ask any more questions and agreed to his request.

He stood up from the sofa, pulled up his suit pants, bent his knees and half-knelt in front of Shi Yang, "Come up."

Shi Yang was a little surprised, but still happily lay on Qin Yanchuan's back, hugged his neck, and naturally rested his head on the man's broad shoulders, "Okay."

Qin Yanchuan's broad and slender palms grasped Shi Yang's thighs just above the knees. They looked thin, but felt good to hold.

Qin Yanchuan suppressed the sudden thought, tightened his strength, then stood up with the person on his back and walked out with a relaxed pace.

Doctors, nurses and patients passing by all looked over to see the two of them.

Qin Yanchuan turned a blind eye and carried Shi Yang into the elevator.

He couldn't move, so he said to the person on his back, "Press the first floor."

Shi Yang raised his hand and pressed the elevator button for the first floor, and the elevator door slowly closed.

There were only two of them in the small space.

Shi Yang's nose was filled with the faint scent of woody men's perfume emanating from the man, which smelled very nice.

The tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he suddenly said, "Uncle Qin, I'm really touched."

"Why?" Qin Yanchuan joked, "It's rare for someone to carry you like this?"

"No."

Shi Yang recalled what happened today, "Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Yan also carried me today. Mu Ning also wanted to carry me, but I didn't agree because I was afraid that he would deliberately retaliate by throwing me to the ground..."

As he was talking, he suddenly fell silent for two seconds, then changed the subject abruptly, "Uncle Qin, I'm really touched."

“…”

Qin Yanchuan rejected his emotion.

Shi Yang didn't dare to move anymore.

On the way back and forth to Qin's house, Mr. Qin did not speak again.

Shi Yang thought about the blow Mu Jiahe had just received and could only sit quietly in his seat, not daring to say a word.

I don’t know if Mu Jiahe’s leg is broken, but it should be.

Shi Yang also felt his legs were chilly.

After hitting Mu Jiahe, he shouldn't hit him again, right?

Shi Yang was very nervous all the way, but finally returned to the Qin family. This time the intermittent pain was gone and he could walk back by himself.

As luck would have it, he ran into Qin Yelan who had just returned.

"Uncle, why did you two come back together?"

Qin Yanchuan didn't explain, he just said two words: "It's a coincidence."

Qin Yelan let out an "oh" and continued walking forward.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and retreated step by step to Shi Yang.

He looked Shi Yang up and down with an intriguing gaze, and finally gave a five-word evaluation:

"Yo, little bucket of spirit."