He is sick, I am the medicine

Jiang Chaqing woke up in a ward filled with the smell of disinfectant. The incandescent light made him squint his eyes slightly. There was a layer of light dust under his eyelids, making him look extremely weak. Jin Xun, he called softly.

"Jin Xun."

Jin Xun was flipping through a book with his head lowered. When he heard the voice, he raised his head. There was only a gentle smile on his handsome face. He put down the book, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

Jiang Chaqing shook his head, he looked straight at Jin Xun with a puzzled expression, "You..."

Jin Xun heard that Jiang Chaqing's voice was hoarse, and he leaned over to put the pillow on the head of the bed when Jiang Chaqing got up, and passed warm water over, "Drink first."

"Thank you," Jiang Chaqing took it and thanked him softly. After taking a big sip, he felt his throat a lot more comfortable. His pale lips looked shiny because of the water. Sullen, with a hint of loneliness in his downcast eyes, he held the cup in his hand, "How do you know I'm in the hospital?"

"You're a public figure, you can't hide things like being hospitalized from the reporters. I rushed over when I saw it on Weibo." Jin Xun stretched out his hand to tuck Jiang Chaqing into a quilt, "Fortunately, you're fine."

"What will happen to me? Anemia is an old problem." Jiang Chaqing noticed that there was a trace of unnaturalness between Jin Xun's brows, "Jin Xun, did something happen?"

Jin Xun's eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelashes formed dark shadows under his eyelids. He spoke so heavily that people subconsciously held his breath, "Recently, when you travel, pay more attention to your surroundings and be more vigilant."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chaqing's heart skipped a beat, his black eyes were narrowed, and his gaze was instantly icy cold, "Did you find Xie Xiao?"

Jin Xun just shook his head slightly, his handsome face without a smile looked righteous, "No, but a new criminal has appeared, and his methods are more ruthless than Xie Xiao."

"Can you tell me about it? It's fine if it involves confidentiality." Jiang Chaqing is very interested in such events, which can inspire him to write.

"As long as you don't tell the reporter that's fine." Jin Xun didn't refuse, he suddenly bent his lips and looked at the end of Jiang Chaqing's bed, "Do you still remember what I said, some criminals have strange feelings towards certain people and certain things?" Just like ordinary people's desire*, like Xie Xiao loves eyeballs, this time the perpetrator also has a pathological desire."

Jiang Chaqing followed Jin Xun's gaze, his brows were slightly frowned, and his feet hidden under the quilt shrank subconsciously, "This time it's feet?"

"Well, the police didn't find many clues. I preliminarily judged that the perpetrator might just be a foot fetishist at first, but then his mind gradually became distorted," Jin Xun called out softly after noticing Jiang Chaqing's ugly face. With a voice, "Tea clear."

"En?" Jiang Chaqing turned to look at Jin Xun.

"What do you think of Xie Xiao and this kind of pervert? Or disgusted or scary." Jin Xun smiled lightly as he spoke, as if it was just a random topic.

Jin Xun originally thought that Jiang Chaqing would give an answer soon. After all, Jiang Chaqing had been kidnapped by Guan Wen, but to his surprise, Jiang Chaqing remained silent for a long time.

"...I don't know," Jiang Chaqing was a little confused, and he quickly returned to his previous indifferent look. He looked up at Jin Xun, "But we can't let them hurt innocent people."

Jin Xun looked directly at Jiang Chaqing with his blue eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips, "I should go, you can read this book on the cabinet, it will help you, if you need anything, please contact me .”

"Well, goodbye." Jiang Chaqing nodded.

Jin Xun left for a long time before the door of the ward opened again. Ning Xin walked in, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn't take a step closer to the end of the bed.

"Ginger, are you feeling better now?"

When Jiang Chaqing saw Ning Xin, he remembered what had happened at the dinner table before. He clenched his hands into fists and subconsciously turned his face away, "It's all right now, I don't need to be hospitalized."

"Ginger..." Ning Xin clenched his phone tightly, and he paused before saying what he was about to say, "You post Weibo to appease the book fans."

The tone of this sentence was more like a notification than a solicitation. Jiang Chaqing was stunned for a moment. He turned to look at Ning Xin only to find that the other party lowered his head like a child who made a mistake.

"Your accidental fainting has been reported by the reporter. The editor-in-chief discussed it with me. Your "Spirit" is still in the filming stage, so you can use this opportunity to promote the hype. It is beneficial to the film and you. "Ning Xin analyzed Jiang Chaqing from a guilty conscience at the beginning to slowly calming down. He knew that Jiang Chaqing didn't like this kind of utilitarian hype, but without these hypes, Jiang Chaqing's reputation would definitely not be as high as it is today.

But even though Ning Xin was so determined in his heart, he still didn't face up to Jiang Chaqing's expression.

Jiang Chaqing felt like laughing, but his expression became colder. He moved his lips, "I see."

Ning Xin walked over slowly and handed the phone to Jiang Chaqing, who saw Weibo about himself on the screen in his hand.

"Jiang Chaqing, the original author of the movie "Soul Guide" adapted from the novel, fainted due to exhaustion at home and has been admitted to the hospital for treatment."

Jiang Chaqing saw that the comments were all fans' worries or wishes for a speedy recovery. He pursed his lips and posted a Weibo message to report his safety. As soon as the news was sent out, the fans immediately left messages, which made him feel a little worried. Inexplicably guilty.

Jiang Cha glanced at the other news, basically they were using his fainting to hype the Weibo of "Soul Introduction". Expose which hospital I live in?"

"Of course, otherwise book fans would flock here," Ning Xin smiled, seeing that Jiang Chaqing's face had returned to his usual calm, he was also relieved. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the book on the bedside table. Shu asked curiously, "Why is there a book here?"

Jiang Chaqing reached out and took the book. It was a simple self-defense technique with pictures and texts. He turned the pages of the book and found that every movement was written with a few words of skills and experience. His fingers gradually turned white while holding the book. Ning Xin just Hearing him respond in a calm tone.

"It was given to me by a book fan."

Jin Xun sat down from the elevator to the first floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw a man in a white coat walking in. He was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face. Jin Xun didn't care, and brushed against the man after a glance. Pass.

At that moment, Jin Xun smelled a very pungent smell, which he was also very familiar with. He stopped, and when he turned around, the elevator door was already closed.

Jin Xun stood at the elevator door for a while and then left as if nothing had happened. With a gentle smile on his lips, coupled with his deep facial features, people around him looked sideways. When he walked out of the hospital gate, he looked back. Deep, the curvature of his lips seemed to get deeper with the moonlight.