Become a rival virtual lover

The butler responded in a timely manner.

Not long after Qin Yan went downstairs, the driver drove to the door.

Fu Yueting was in a daze, with his side face resting on Qin Yan's shoulder and neck, his brows were tightly frowned, his thin lips were slightly parted, and the blood at the corners of his mouth had not been wiped off in time, and had already solidified slightly.

Qin Yan's gaze swept across his face, and he continued to walk out the door. He came to the side of the car without stopping, and gently laid the person in his arms flat on the back seat. Just as he was about to turn around and go to the co-pilot, he suddenly felt his palm tighten.

Fu Yueting grabbed him with the last ounce of strength, and his hoarse voice was pleading from the bottom of his heart: "Don't go."

Qin Yan signaled the driver to get in the car first, and then said to him: "I won't leave. I will take you to the hospital."

The colic in the abdomen made Fu Yueting's ears ring at one point. He didn't hear Qin Yan's words at all. He only heard the voice seemed to be getting more and more distant, so he struggled to get up: "Don't go, I still have something to say..."

Only halfway through, he fell back into the car seat and coughed.

Now is not the time to argue about these things, and Fu Yueting doesn't have much time to waste.

Qin Yan then got into the car, held Fu Yueting's upper body in his arms and fixed it, and said to the driver: "Drive. The sooner the better."

The driver knew the seriousness of the matter when he received the phone call from the butler before. Hearing Qin Yan's words, he immediately nodded his head to express his understanding, then immediately started the car and rushed out.

The car drove very steadily.

Fu Yueting lay in Qin Yan's arms, feeling the familiar temperature surrounding him. If it wasn't for the almost uninterrupted abdominal pain, he would really like to have a good sleep like this.

"Qin Yan..."

"I'm here." Qin Yan looked down at him, saw that his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and wiped him with a tissue.

Fu Yueting raised his eyes and looked at him, then squeezed his pale lips hard, enduring the sharp pain in his body.

At this moment, he no longer has the aggressive aura of a wealthy helmsman, and the domineering force on this stern face is also gone.

He hid in Qin Yan's arms and shrank into a ball.

"it hurts……"

"Be patient, we'll be there soon." Qin Yan hugged him tightly, looked in the rearview mirror, and said in a deep voice to the driver who was peeking over, "speed up."

"Okay!" The driver met his eyes, shrank his head, and hurriedly turned to the front.

Cars are speeding down the road.

When we arrived at the hospital, the medical staff who had been waiting in front of the door rushed forward.

Qin Yan got out of the car with Fu Yueting who was already half asleep, put him on the bed, and answered all the doctor's questions as everyone hurriedly pushed Fu Yueting into the emergency room.

When he turned into the ward again, the doctor apologized and asked him to stop, then raised his hand and closed the sliding door, turned around and discussed Fu Yueting's condition with his colleagues.

Transparent glass doors block out all sound.

Qin Yan stood outside the door, quietly looking at Fu Yueting who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.

Not long after, a ringing ringing broke the tranquility of the lounge.

Qin Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and glanced at the call notification.

It's Han Feng.

He picked it up.

"Qin Yan, I'm at Yue Ting's house. I heard from them that you sent Yue Ting to the hospital?" Han Feng's tone was full of confusion and worry, "Have you arrived at the hospital yet?"

Qin Yan looked up at Fu Yueting again: "Here we are."

Han Feng asked: "Then how is Yue Ting? Is there something serious? Shall I make some soup and send it over?"

"It's still being checked." Qin Yan said, "You don't need to come here, he must have a stomach problem, so he can't eat indiscriminately."

Hearing that it was stomach trouble, Han Feng didn't insist any more, he just asked: "Then are you coming back tonight?"

Qin Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It depends on the situation. There is nothing serious here, so don't worry, just rest first."

Han Feng sighed: "The two of you went to the hospital every now and then, and said it was nothing serious, so why don't I worry..."

Then he hesitated and said, "Also, why don't you come back tonight. I know that you and Yue Ting have been having conflicts recently, but since he is so sick now, you can see how hard he took care of him last time." For your sake, at least stay here and take care of him this time, otherwise, why would you feel sorry for him?"

Hearing this, Qin Yan couldn't help remembering the previous accident.

Remembering that they were in a car accident together, Fu Yueting was clearly injured, but he must have stayed in the ward to help him.

His gaze shifted slightly and landed on Fu Yueting's left arm.

Because it was also stained with blood, the doctor cut open the fabric of the long sleeve, revealing the unhealed wound.

"Qin Yan?"

Qin Yan came back to his senses: "I will."

He promised so readily that he blocked Han Feng's full stomach of persuasion.

"Then you..." Han Feng had no choice but to say instead, "Also pay attention to your body and don't get too tired."

"Ah."

"I don't know how long it will take until the results come out. It's so late, and I won't bother you anymore. I'll call you tomorrow morning. You always suffer from insomnia. If you can't sleep, remember to eat some supper to pad your stomach." In a word, Han Feng hung up.

Qin Yan put back his phone, and saw someone coming out of the door.

The doctor took off his gloves and threw them in the trash can, opened the door and walked towards Qin Yan: "Hello, Mr. Qin."

This was originally a hospital where Fu's shareholding was held, and it was not the first time for Qin Yan and Fu Yueting to come here for a few days, and he was already familiar with both of them.

"Boss Fu sent it in a timely manner and did not cause too serious consequences, but he needs to be hospitalized for at least a week for observation and supplemented with infusion therapy." His colleagues are still busy there, so he simply summarized, "The reason for vomiting blood is gastric ulcer. It was caused by drinking too much, and Boss Fu's wound has opened again, has a slight infection, and is running a low-grade fever... Please persuade him, if this continues, the wound will become more and more serious."

Qin Yan nodded: "OK."

The doctor remembered one thing: "By the way, Mr. Fu seems to be very weak. Do you know the reason?"

Qin Yan said: "He hasn't eaten anything in the past week."

The doctor was stunned, and then said: "Although this is the case, during Mr. Fu's hospitalization, he should try his best to eat light liquid food, because if the condition continues to worsen, he can only fast for treatment, so during this period, Mr. Qin must pay attention Mr. Fu's diet, especially drinking."

The two were previously hospitalized.

The doctor who was in the hospital was the bed companion, and the hospital was the bed companion. The doctor acquiesced that it would be the same pattern this time, and told Qin Yan all the precautions.

Qin Yan didn't interrupt him either.

After the doctor finished speaking, he asked, "When will he wake up?"

The doctor thought for a while, and replied: "This is not sure yet, the patient is still very weak, and with the effect of alcohol, he should sleep until tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Are you sure he's okay?"

The doctor nodded: "Don't worry about this, we will do further examinations to make sure."

Qin Yan turned to look at Fu Yueting in the ward: "That's good."

The doctor waited and saw that Qin Yan didn't intend to speak again, so he greeted him and went back to the ward.

The sliding door closed again.

Qin Yan took his eyes away from Fu Yueting, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down.

He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. When he lowered his hand, he hooked the tie and loosened it. Then he unbuttoned a button before leaning back on the back of the sofa and closing his eyes.

Before agreeing to help, he never expected such a result.

Fu Yueting took this matter seriously, far beyond his expectations.

Continue to ignore it?

The scenes of tonight suddenly appeared in my mind.

in game.

Reality.

Fu Yueting, who used to have sharp eyebrows and eyes, was completely covered up by tonight's strangeness.

He seemed to see those red eyes again.

Another drop of burning heat seemed to fall on his face.

Qin Yan frowned slightly, just raised his five fingers, and then slowly lowered them down.

There are no tears.

Just an illusion.

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After a long time, the medical staff finally came out of the ward, greeted Qin Yan one by one, and left together.

The door of the ward opened automatically.

Qin Yan got up and walked over, seeing the infusion bottle hanging beside the hospital bed.

Fu Yueting, who was lying on the bed, still frowned, and seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

"..."

When he got closer, Qin Yan heard what he was saying, bent down, and only heard one or two words clearly.

"Qin... let's go..."

I have heard similar words too many times.

Qin Yan pursed his lips and raised his hand to hold his unconsciously strong hand, comforting him softly: "I won't go."

As if he really heard his voice, Fu Yueting finally relaxed, and the nick between his brows slowly faded away.

Qin Yan sat on the sofa beside the bed, watching his breathing gradually become slower and longer.

Half an hour later, the nurse came in ahead of time with new medicine, and after the infusion was over, he carefully replaced it, and waited quietly.

After all four bottles of medicine were hung up, the nurse pulled out the needle and left.

Qin Yan checked the time, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but he woke up with a feeling of being spied on.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked straight at Fu Yueting who was caught off guard.

Fu Yueting couldn't dodge in time, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're awake."

Qin Yan woke up immediately, stood up and rang the bell first: "How long have you been awake? Why didn't you wake me up."

Fu Yueting lowered his eyes: "You haven't been sleeping well, and you finally fell asleep. I don't want to disturb you."

Qin Yan frowned: "It's just nonsense."

As soon as the conversation came to an end, the doctor hurried over from the door.

Qin Yan took two steps aside to get out of the way, only to realize that the sky was already slightly bright.

At this time, the medical staff rushed to the door again, unlocked the bed, and were about to push Fu Yueting for an examination.

"and many more!"

Everyone stopped hurriedly: "Boss Fu?"

Fu Yueting looked at Qin Yan, and his tone became tentative again: "Will you wait for me?"

"Ah."

Fu Yueting breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll be right back."

Qin Yan watched the group of people drift away, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Seeing the blood stains on his body in the mirror, he simply went downstairs and bought a new one to put on.

Going upstairs and back to the ward, before he entered the door, he first heard the anxious voices of the medical staff coming from inside.

"Boss Fu, you really can't leave the hospital now!"

"Yes, Mr. Fu, you are discharged from the hospital now, and your condition will become more serious!"

Then Fu Yueting returned to his usual indifferent voice: "Get out of the way."

"Boss Fu, Boss Fu!"

Qin Yan walked into the door and saw Fu Yueting walking towards him.

Seeing him, Fu Yueting was startled and stopped: "You...didn't leave?"

The medical staff ran out from behind Fu Yueting: "Mr. Qin, please persuade Mr. Fu, he really can't be discharged from the hospital!"

Qin Yan looked at Fu Yueting.

Fu Yueting's eyes dodged, and he took a step back: "Who said I'm leaving the hospital, I'm going to the bathroom."

As he spoke, his upper body swayed slightly, and he leaned against the wall to use his strength to stand still.

Qin Yan subconsciously took a step forward, and the medical staff had already helped him to the side of the bed and sat down.

He paused slightly before following.

Seeing him come back, everyone's high-hanging hearts finally fell back to the original place. After chatting for a few words, they left the ward one after another with insight.

Fu Yueting only stared at Qin Yan closely.

When the surroundings became quiet again, he said, "I thought you were gone."

Qin Yan looked back at him: "If I really leave, what will you do?"

Fu Yueting took the lead to avoid his eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

But everything that happened just now showed his attitude.

Qin Yan could see it.

If he really left, Fu Yueting obviously didn't plan to stay in the hospital.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Qin Yan looked at Fu Yueting's pale face: "Don't be willful anymore, do you really want to leave a root cause of illness for such a trivial matter, and regret it for the rest of your life?"

"It's a small matter for you." Fu Yueting reluctantly said, "It's not for me."

Then he said, "I have something I want to ask you."

Qin Yan said, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Yueting looked up at him again, holding his breath: "I want to ask you, why don't you accept me?"

Qin Yan frowned again.

"I thought you hated me and didn't want to see me again, but it turns out that you are still willing to care about me and stay with me." Fu Yueting raised his hand to the side of the bed and stood up slowly, "Since you don't dislike me, why, Won't you try it with me?"

"That's just—"

But Fu Yueting interrupted him: "You don't have anyone to associate with. You haven't even had someone you like in so many years. How do you know that it must be inappropriate to be with me?"

Qin Yan was silent.

Fu Yueting walked in front of him, his tone was extremely restrained and calm: "Or are you rejecting me just because I am a man?"

So much for the problem.

Fu Yueting swayed slightly, insisting on standing where he was, not wanting to look back.

Qin Yan raised his hand to hold his arm, and he leaned close to him, hugging him tightly.

The abdominal pain made Fu Yueting pant lightly.

He took advantage of Qin Yan's body temperature to relieve, and said in Qin Yan's ear: "It's your turn."

Qin Yan was silent for a long time.

He looked at the profile of Fu Yueting's unwillingness to give up.

After a while, he finally spoke, with a helpless sigh in his voice:

"Fu Yueting, what exactly do you want?"