Dressed as a Heartthrob Boyfriend [Transmigration Book]

The best VIP ward in the hospital is spacious enough.

If the ward wasn't spacious enough, Xie Ning would have almost forgotten that so many male supporting roles have appeared so far.

As soon as he stepped into the ward, several eyes immediately swept over him, he frowned subconsciously, but at the moment, he didn't care about these things, and looked directly at the person on the hospital bed.

With gauze wrapped around her head, her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and Duan Ling's comatose appearance was quiet and obedient, like another person.

The normally red lips had lost their color, and his cheeks were pale and almost transparent. One day ago, this person insisted on sending him home, but in just one day, he turned into this appearance.

He Manjuan siblings are sitting beside the hospital bed. Besides them, there are also Gu Zizhen, Shen Yinghan, and Han Qian who has met several times. They are all familiar faces. They have not slept since yesterday. Some haggard.

The temperature around Han Qian instantly dropped to freezing point: "What are you doing here?"

Ignoring his questioning, Xie Ning approached the hospital bed, his soft facial features turned out to be a bit cold and hard at the moment.

"What's going on?" He asked Shen Yinghan.

Shen Yinghan's attitude was the same as usual, his paralyzed face was like a sculpture at the moment.

He said succinctly: "When passing the intersection, a black car ran a red light and crashed into it. The police are investigating."

Xie Ning's heart skipped a beat, it really wasn't a simple accident.

"How is Duan Ling?"

"The speed of the other party is not fast, and the impact point is on the right side. Duan Ling is sitting on the left rear, and the internal organs and bones are not damaged. The doctor said that the concussion is moderate, and he will wake up in two to three days."

He Manjuan, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts, said anxiously: "Brother Ling is so smart, you won't be stunned?! I watched a lot of people hit their heads on TV, and when I woke up, I forgot what my name was..."

As he spoke, his round cat eyes tended to turn red again.

If He Manjuan didn't say it, Xie Ning wouldn't have realized that there was such a possibility.

This is the world in the book. It's not surprising that the amnesia in Gou Xue Wen happened, but people haven't woken up, so it's useless to worry about it in advance.

His mind was in a mess, he interrupted He Manjuan's imagination: "You said on the phone that you just had an operation? Is there any other injuries?"

As soon as he said this, He Manjuan burst into tears, pointed at Duan Ling's head and said nothing for a long time, and finally Gu Zizhen continued: "My forehead was broken, and I got a few stitches."

...So it was this kind of surgery, Xie Ning suddenly relaxed.

"Will it leave a scar?" He Manjuan asked nervously.

"It depends on the recovery, it is very likely to leave scars." Han Qianying's eyes were full of darkness, and he fixed on him: "It's because I sent you off."

Xie Ning couldn't help but frowned.

It's one thing for him to blame himself, it's another thing to be blamed by the supporting actor.

If I understood correctly, Duan Ling was in a car accident, and this girly CEO was actually more worried about his face than his head? !

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous he felt, he laughed back angrily, and turned his head to look back: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Not to mention that Duan Ling's physique is basically impossible to leave scars, even if there are real scars, it's not up to Han Qian, a supporting actor who left the stage in the mid-term, to mind, and Duan Ling won't face him every day!

This sentence almost put the intentionally neglected identity on the table, directly poking Han Qian's most fragile nerve.

Not only Han Qian's face was livid, but Gu Zizhen's eyes were also darker. Shen Yinghan and He Manjuan, who knew something about the inside story, looked surprised.

He Meimei was the first to react, her beautiful eyes turned around, she didn't miss any chance to taunt Han Qian: "Yeah, my boyfriend doesn't mind, why are you so nervous!"

After confirming that Duan Ling hadn't suffered any fatal injuries, Xie Ning's legs felt a little weak at the moment when the exhaustion from running up all the way came over him belatedly.

He sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, glanced at several people in the room, and finally had time to think about the cause of the car accident.

Whether it was the police at the door or Shen Yinghan's voice, they could be sure that this was not an accident, but a premeditated intentional injury.

He and Duan Ling completely lost contact for half a month, and they met again in Weilan No. [-] Middle School. Could it be that Duan Ling offended someone during that half month?

The first thing Xie Ning thought of was Wu Xingyu, but he is now abroad, and even if he knew that Duan Ling indirectly ruined his music tour, it would not be fatal.

Wait... Shen Yinghan said that the speed of the car involved in the accident was not considered fast, and it hit the side where no one was sitting.

"How is Li Lei?" He asked suddenly.

Shen Yinghan said: "He's fine, just some skin trauma."

Scanning Gu Zizhen calmly, Xie Ning was horrified by the suspicion in his heart.

A moderate accident was not so much a death, but a kind of vent after suppressing it for too long, a small punishment for Duan Ling.

In the original book, Gu Zizhen is gentle and humble on the surface, and the word "forbearance" makes him come back to the bottom in the later stage of the plot. It is absolutely suitable for him to accumulate and distribute, but he is not really without temper.

Whenever Duan Ling interacts with other supporting actors too frequently, Duan Ling will always 'coincidentally' run into some small troubles, maybe because of being picked on by gangsters, or maybe because he drank something he shouldn't have at the banquet, which can't cause much trouble. The substantial damage was enough to teach Duan Ling a lesson.

Could this car accident be Gu Zizhen's 'punishment'?

Xie Ning's face turned green and pale for a while, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was that Gu Zizhen was a good match for a gentle attack. Although he and Han Qian were on good terms now, but after they turned against each other in the later stage, Han Qian couldn't play at all. he!

...but does that count as liking?

Because of his arrival, the atmosphere in the ward became a bit weird. There were two knocks on the door, the police signaled at the door, and Shen Yinghan and others walked out one after another.

Five minutes later, Shen Yinghan came in and said, "The black car that caused the accident was found in the suburbs. Gu Zizhen and I went to have a look."

Duan Ling didn't wake up for a long time, and Han Qian, who was in charge of the listed company, had no choice but to stay in the ward all the time. After several phone calls and He Meimei's cynicism from time to time, after arranging someone to guard the door, Han Qian finally left with a dark face.

Only Xie Ning and He Manjuan were left in the ward.

After staying up all day and night, He Manjuan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and he still couldn't help asking: "Xie Ning, are you back together?"

When He Manjuan called before, he said he had broken up with Duan Ling, but seeing the reaction of Han Qian and others today, the loudspeaker didn't say anything.

Xie Ning was a little surprised, nodding or shaking his head.

In the eyes of He Manjuan and his sister, his silence was tacit consent. They looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

"As expected of Brother Ling, you actually chased him back!"

If Li Lei hadn't learned from Li Lei that Duan Ling's accident happened on the way to send Xie Ning back, He Manjuan would not have dared to call him.

"Brother, it seems that you are really dead." He Meimei leaned on her chin and muttered thoughtfully: "Xiao Hei ran away and Brother Ling didn't even look for it."

"Meow, how can you compare with Xiao Hei!"

He Meimei spoke enviously: "But Brother Ling likes Xiaohei very much, and he can even touch it. I can't think of what else Brother Ling likes."

Glancing at Xie Ning in a panic, He Manjuan reached out to cover her mouth and reprimanded in a low voice, "That can't be compared with Xiao Hei!"

Xie Ning's eyes twitched.

After reading the original book, he knew very well who Xiao Hei was.

To be precise, Xiao Hei is a little white dog that Duan Ling raised when he was a child. He kept it for about two years. One morning, there was a dog hole in the corner of Duan’s backyard, and Xiao Hei slipped away. Duan Ling never raised it again. pet.

When reading this passage, Xie Ning even laughed out loud, thinking that the halo of being a millionaire doesn't work on dogs, without the halo, even puppies can't stand Duan Ling's temper.

...How could he know that he would be defined as the same as Xiao Hei now.

The two idiots had no malice, he could only pretend that he didn't understand what they were talking about, but even so, a certain word was still winding along his ears, constantly tickling a certain nerve.

Xie Ning pursed his lips, stared blankly at Duan Ling for a while, and suddenly remembered that he was too hasty to leave, and Meng Jijiu was still at his house.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Meng Jijiu. After briefly explaining the situation, he expressed his apology.

After a few minutes, Meng Jijiu replied 'it's okay'.

Seeing that Duan Ling didn't intend to wake up for a while, in order to divert his numbing mood, he simply took out his mobile phone and forced himself to recite words.

Around four o'clock, he keenly felt Duan Ling's fingers move.

The brows were the first to furrow, and the slender eyelashes struggled for a long time before opening them with difficulty.

When those eyes, which were lighter than usual, turned around, Xie Ning was inexplicably flustered, and his body stood up faster than his brain could react.

Brother and sister He Manjuan curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. There was no one else in the ward, and it was so quiet that only the sound of breathing was left.

After staring at each other for a while, Xie Ning forced out a difficult sentence: "Are you awake?"

The half-closed eyes looked at him without blinking, and the eyes were misty, revealing a kind of pure bewilderment.

Yesterday he was still able to get along normally, but now being stared at by Duan Ling, his tongue couldn't help but knotted: "Wow, where does it hurt?"

Hearing the sound, Duan Ling finally blinked.

The slackened pupils gathered together, and the pain and dizziness he felt later caused him to frown tightly, and his complexion turned pale for a moment.

Xie Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he experienced the feeling of being at a loss for the first time.

"Uncomfortable? Headache? Or... I'll call the doctor right away!"

Before he had time to think, he raised his hand and rang the nurse's bell.

In the next hour or so, there was another lengthy physical examination, and Duan Ling completely regained consciousness while being held down by the little nurse to draw blood.

"Go away!"

He shook off the opponent with disgust on his face, the movement was too violent, and he felt dizzy and nauseated again, and cold sweat immediately oozes out.

People living in this kind of ward are not easy to offend. The little nurse stood helplessly with a needle in her hand, looking at Xie Ning beside the bed as if asking for help.

Knowing that Duan Ling's obsession with cleanliness was almost a reflex, it was useless to persuade him, Xie Ning gritted his teeth and pulled his arm while he was still dizzy.

"Don't move."

"you…!"

Suppressing the discomfort and turning her head, Duan Ling was about to speak when Xie Ning covered her mouth.

Without stopping for two seconds, the hand moved up again, covering his eyes.

If you can't see it, you shouldn't be so repulsive, Xie Ning thought desperately.

"The hospital is going to draw blood." He calmed down in a soft voice, coaxing: "Be patient, just for a minute."

Duan Ling froze when she was about to push him away.

The tingling pain from the needle tip piercing the skin was not inferior to the unfamiliar touch, and the goosebumps immediately floated up, which were particularly obvious on the white arms.

Xie Ning said slowly, "It will be fine soon."

He didn't expect that blocking his eyes would be really effective. It was finally over, and the little nurse left in a hurry. He was relieved, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Duan Ling staring at him intently, with unfamiliar eyes.

Xie Ning's heart tightened, did He Manjuan's crow's mouth really hit the mark, and Duan Ling lost his memory? !

He opened his mouth and was about to ask, when the door of the ward was pushed open, and several doctors flocked to him. After confirming that he regained consciousness, he asked a series of questions about his illness, including the memory part.

Under Xie Ning's nervous gaze, Duan Ling answered most of the answers, and only when asked about the memory of the incident, she froze and said nothing.

He Manjuan, who rushed over late, missed this scene, and rushed into the crowd: "Brother Ling! Brother Ling! Do you still have any memory? Who am I?"

Glancing at him, the words 'not interested' were written on Duan Ling's face.

"do not know."

Anyone could see that he was playing tricks, but He Manjuan himself couldn't see it, and the soul of the blow almost floated out.

He pointed at Xie Ning in disbelief: "Where is Xie Ning? Xie Ning, do you remember?"

He Meimei covered her mouth to hold back her laughter, Duan Ling turned to Xie Ning, and looked away expressionlessly.

"forget."

Xie Ning blinked, stood up and said, "Sorry, I went to the wrong ward."

After all, he turned around and was about to leave, but just as he stood up, he was grabbed by his wrist.

"Damn it! You have to mess with me, don't you?!"

He Meimei burst out laughing, and the doctor said helplessly, "The patient needs to rest recently, so it's best not to get angry."

If Duan Ling really loses his memory and forgets him completely, he won't have to struggle with the current predicament. The world will repair itself through this form, and his worries will be emptied, and everything in Duan Ling will be back on track.

Obviously he should have expected this, but when Duan Ling was in a coma, he had no such expectation at all.

Looking down at the hand that was gripping his wrist tightly, after a few seconds, that hand slowly loosened.

Xie Ning's eyes flickered, and he raised his head subconsciously.

"You go back." Duan Ling's tone was blunt, as if he suddenly remembered something, his face turned cloudy: "Someone will take you to school on Monday."

This means... he doesn't even use it on Sundays?

The attitude changed too much before and after, and it was only then that Xie Ning remembered that they were in a 'cold war' period for unknown reasons.

"Then you should rest well."

It was like this again, turning cold for no reason, he tilted his head to look at Duan Ling carefully, then turned and left the ward.

It was indeed too late today. Father Xie made several phone calls. Since Duan Ling was fine and the Duan family had no shortage of people to take care of him, he went back first.

That night, He Manjuan called to inform him of the diagnosis.

Except for the memory of the incident, Duan Ling has nothing missing in his head.

It's just that this memory can't be remembered temporarily, and it will be restored in two days.

The next day was the weekend, Xie Ning rushed to the hospital after getting up and having a simple breakfast.

As soon as the door of the ward was pushed open, Duan Lingweng asked in a low voice, "Where are the things in the car?"

Then He Manjuan exclaimed: "Brother Ling, you haven't forgotten?"

"Forget about your mother! Where are my things?"

"Stay with the police, I'll ask later."

Duan Ling's voice was gloomy: "Who has seen it?"

"I've seen it all, Han Qian and Gu Zi really still have..."

Halfway through the talk, He Manjuan suddenly begged for mercy in horror: "Wait! Brother Ling, it's useless for you to throw apples...! But Xie Ning came late, so he probably didn't know!"

The corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, Xie Ning deliberately made some noise before entering the ward.

There was an instant silence in the room, and Duan Ling still gave He Manjuan a warning look.

As if seeing a savior, He Manjuan looked at him with wide wet eyes, as if he dared not speak out.

Today's Duan Ling looks much better, with gauze wrapped around her head and a hospital gown on her body, but her arrogance is not lacking at all. A hospitalized patient looks like a hospital prince.

Xie Ning felt a little relieved and walked to his side.

Seeing him, Duan Ling's expression was unpredictable: "Why are you here?"

He Manjuan beside him widened his eyes in disbelief.

Although he has never been in a relationship, how could his newly reunited boyfriend come to visit him?

In He Manjuan's heart, Duan Ling's omnipotent image collapsed in an instant.

Xie Ning was used to being choked: "Look at you, there is something else."

The first half of the sentence Duan Ling was very helpful, and even her gloomy expression became clearer. Someone helped to take care of her, but He Manjuan slipped away at the slightest chance, and went outside to guard the gate with a wink.

Duan Ling was still holding an apple in his hand, Xie Ning caught a glimpse, couldn't help laughing, and sat on the chair beside the bed and asked, "Do you want an apple?"

Duan Ling didn't say anything, just handed over the apple like a grandpa.

Picking up the fruit knife at the side, Xie Ning began to peel the fruit without hesitation.

Looking at the sliding tip of the knife, Duan Ling suddenly gave a 'tsk': "Forget it, you are clumsy."

Opening his eyes and talking nonsense, Xie Ning was not convinced: "I'm good at peeling apples."

"Put it down, don't eat."

This face really changed at will, and he had no choice but to put down the fruit knife. Xie Ning looked at the half-peeled apple and felt that it was a pity to throw it away, so he simply ate it by himself.

Duan Ling: "..."

It's already past eight o'clock, and I thought that today I would meet the male supporting role like yesterday, but I didn't expect He Manjuan to be alone.

"Gu Zi really didn't come?" Xie Ning asked.

"Too noisy, drive away."

Also, if this matter is really related to Gu Zizhen, there must be a lot of aftermath work to be done right now.

Without evidence, Xie Ning didn't dare to speak out his conjectures, so he could only inquire about the situation around the corner.

"I heard it was not an accident, do you have any clues?"

Talking about this topic, the atmosphere became heavy, and Duan Ling's eyes became slightly sharper.

"not yet."

He is very self-aware, an ordinary high school student can't help with this kind of thing, he doesn't understand the interest chain behind the Duan family, combined with the central world of the original book, at present he can only think of Gu Zizhen, but the reminder for no reason is really abrupt .

This kind of feeling made people feel very uncomfortable, so he temporarily put it aside: "How do you feel today? Are you still dizzy?"

"uh-huh."

"How long will I be hospitalized for observation, and will I be able to go to school next week?"

Raising the tip of her eyes slightly, Duan Ling suddenly asked back, "What do you think?"

Xie Ning was taken aback by the question, and said realistically, "It's too early, let's observe for another week."

Duan Ling neither lost her temper nor refuted, but her face became more gloomy.

His eyes glanced at half an apple on the table, and he suddenly asked, "Are the apples delicious?"

The apples that others gave Duan Ling must be the best, it goes without saying.

Only when he felt awkward, Xie Ning smiled helplessly: "It's delicious, shall I cut another one for you?"

"I do not want."

"then you…"

More elegant than peonies, and more fragrant than peaches and plums, the sweet fragrance invaded the surrounding air, not approaching suddenly, but bit by bit, giving him enough time to prepare.

Xie Ning leaned back slightly, looking at the face close at hand, his trembling eyelashes reflected the ups and downs of his heart.

At times like this before, if he thought that Duan Ling was just exploring, he would often let go of his thoughts, but now he can't continue to live in his own world.

Duan Ling... Really like him?

However, the source of the aroma was not contaminated with the smell of apples, Duan Ling stopped before touching his lips.

The fingers on the side of the bed curled up, and for some reason, he retreated back to the original place.

"...What else do you need from me?" Duan Ling's voice almost overflowed with depression.

The messy breathing came from no one, Xie Ning pursed his lips tightly, and quickly took out the gift box from the bag at hand.

"This gift, you take it back."

Duan Ling was not surprised when she saw the gift box, as if she had expected that he would send it back.

"I said, don't just throw it away."

Is it useful to throw it away without signing it? !

Breathing calmly, Xie Ning tried to reason: "The factory matter can only be blamed on my dad's gullibility. You don't have to pay for it for him. It's not suitable as a gift, and I don't want it either."

Lovers who have just been dating for a few months, don't hesitate to give tens of millions of gifts!It is that the party who gave the gift didn't take it seriously, but the party who received the gift was very distressed. Only when you come and we are equal, he can't give something of equal value.

"Then what do you want?" Duan Ling asked back, and after asking, her face changed: "You dare to say break up and try."

Xie Ning: "...I didn't say anything."

After persuading for more than an hour, Xie Ning's mouth was parched, Duan Ling hadn't signed yet, Han Qian came first, and he was the only one.

In front of Han Qian, Xie Ning didn't want to mention this, he put the contract back into the box, he was inevitably a little depressed at the moment.

However, what made him even more annoyed was still behind. Han Qian seemed to have brought some news, and sat on the sofa hesitantly, almost saying that it was inconvenient for him to be present.

Xie Ning didn't know why he was so angry, he sat there with a cold face and pretended not to see, when Duan Ling spoke, he thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"Xie Ning, you go back first."

Duan Ling's expression was calm, and her dark eyes fell on Han Qian who was not far away, unable to understand the meaning inside.

At that moment, Xie Ning couldn't help wondering whether he was purely imagining.

The boredom has never been so strong, he glanced at Duan Ling, got up and walked out of the ward without saying anything.

……

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Weilan No. [-] Middle School suddenly became much quieter.

Other high schools said that the atmosphere here is dull, and it is a devil training camp that does not respect human nature. A month ago, Xie Ning didn't have this cognition. In the past few days, he finally had a vague feeling.

For a whole week, Duan Ling took sick leave.

There is a fixed schedule for the study time, and Wei Shuangnan soon discovered that after finishing a set of papers, during the break, his roommate's condition was not quite right, and it was still a new symptom.

It was obvious anxiety and uneasiness before, but this time it seemed a little different.

Because the gopher game doesn't work anymore.