not a decent stand-in

At about one o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone rang suddenly, and several people in the ward were startled awake.

Xiang Yindong quickly picked up the phone, and when he learned that Zuo Tong had arrived at the hospital gate, he quickly went downstairs.

The hospital arranged a special ward for Ying Zhen. He was afraid that Zuo Tong would not be able to find him, so he went to pick him up.

Unexpectedly, when he got downstairs, the first person he saw was not Zuo Tong.

On a summer night, the air was also hot. The tall and straight Shao Lin stood beside Zuo Tong, looking like a gentleman.

Xiang Yindong's originally expectant look on his face immediately changed to vigilance.

He didn't know if it was because the weather was too hot, but he felt an evil fire rushing up in his heart, making him want to beat someone up.

Zuo Tong was a little embarrassed. When he got off the plane, Shao Lin insisted on sending him to the hospital, but he was too embarrassed to refuse.

Seeing that Xiang Yindong's face is very ugly right now, he can't laugh or cry in his heart.

I didn't expect that once this guy's possessiveness was aroused, it would be a headache.

"Thank you very much today, it's so late, you go back first!" Zuo Tong bid farewell to Shao Lin, with a helpless tone.

"No, it's my honor to help you..." Shao Lin smiled gently, and glanced at Xiang Yindong, "It's a pleasure to meet...Mr. Xiang!"

Xiang Yindong also looked back at him, and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Shao is polite..."

In the night, on the quiet lawn of the hospital, sparks seemed to sparkle from the eyes of the two men meeting.

Zuo Tong couldn't stand this childish confrontation, and said: "I'll go and see Ying Zhen first, and treat you to dinner another day!"

He quickly fled the battlefield.

Xiang Yindong also hurriedly looked away, and followed up step by step.

Back in the ward, after checking Ying Zhen's condition, Zuo Tong's frown that had been frowning all this time was relaxed.

He told Steven to arrange for Ying Zhen to be transferred to a private hospital as soon as possible, so as not to be disturbed by the media and fans.

After several people discussed the aftermath, Zuo Tong asked Steven and Tu Jie to go back to rest, so that they could have the energy to deal with the media the next day.

During this period, Xiang Yindong was like a transparent person, unable to find his own sense of existence.

After Tu Jie and Steven both left, the ward finally became quiet.

Xiang Yindong clearly heard Zuo Tong's sigh, he was sitting beside the hospital bed at the moment, looking at Ying Zhen's pale face, his eyes were full of worry.

"The doctor said no bones were injured, it was just a skin injury..." Xiang Yindong looked at his tired back, and his heart softened.

He had already forgotten to question Shao Lin's reason for appearing here, walked over and stood behind Zuo Tong, stretched out his hand and shook his shoulder, "I should wake up tomorrow, don't worry too much..."

Zuo Tong felt the temperature from his shoulders, and his whole body relaxed obviously.

"Sister Lan just gave birth, and his parents have gone to the United States, so I haven't informed them yet."

"Okay, isn't there still us?"

"Hmm..." Zuo Tong patted the back of his hand, "You worked hard today, do you want to go back and have a rest?"

"No...it's you, who came back in such a hurry, you should take a good rest!"

Xiang Yindong pulled Zuo Tong up and pushed him to the sofa beside him, "Hurry up and sleep for a while, I'll watch him..."

Zuo Tong rubbed the center of his brows, he was really tired from traveling all night, so he lay down on the sofa.

Xiang Yindong made a blanket for him, and sat on the chair next to him to watch him.

Zuo Tong felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, so he simply closed his eyes.

After sleeping for a while, he suddenly said: "Well...Mr. Shao borrowed his private jet to take me back, so..."

"Oh……"

Xiang Yindong replied absently, as if he didn't care much.

At this moment, his gaze was attracted by Zuo Tong's beautiful eyelashes.

When Zuo Tong closed his eyes, his eyelashes became thicker and longer, and trembled slightly with his breathing, as if sweeping over his heart, making his heart itchy.

"I have nothing to do with him..."

When Zuo Tong said this, he played it lightly and did not look at Xiang Yindong's reaction.

"I know..." Xiang Yindong suddenly leaned forward, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Okay, sleep..."

Surprised by the warm touch on his forehead, Zuo Tong suddenly opened his eyes.

A big handsome face was close at hand, and the breath sprayed on his face, making his ears turn red.

Xiang Yindong was also a little embarrassed for a while, and stood up with a clear cough: "Didn't I tell you to sleep well, sleep quickly... I'll go to the bathroom..."

Zuo Tong opened his eyes and looked at his back as he left in a hurry, feeling a numb feeling in his heart, like an electric current running through his limbs and bones.

He wiped his face with his hands, controlled the corners of his mouth that were getting more and more upturned, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The next morning, when Ying Zhen woke up, Xiang Yindong was going out to buy breakfast, leaving Zuo Tong alone by his side.

The nurse was changing the drip, and seeing him wake up, she excitedly ran to call the doctor.

Ying Zhen smiled gratefully and said thank you.

"It's all like this, and you still seduce the little girl?" Zuo Tong looked at him with his hands folded, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Damn, I don't know how to comfort me... hiss..."

Probably because the wound was involved, the corners of Ying Zhen's mouth twitched, with a pained expression on his face.

Zuo Tong smiled without any sympathy and said, "You just stop, 45 needles, I will hurt for you!"

As soon as the two of them spoke a few words, the little nurse walked in with a doctor in a white coat.

Zuo Tong turned his head to look over, his face froze immediately.

The nurse introduced: "This is Dr. Han from the emergency room. He was the one who stitched up the wound for you yesterday!"

The tall and slender Doctor Han has a handsome face, but there is no expression on his face, which looks a bit serious.

When he was examining Ying Zhen, the air in the ward seemed to be condensed, and no one said a word.

It wasn't until the cold-faced Doctor Han changed Ying Daxing's medicine and left the ward as if nothing had happened, that the little nurse was inexplicably relieved.

But before she could catch her breath, the patient on the bed suddenly sat up with a jerk, and then chased outside the ward with bare feet.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of ping, ping, and bang, and the bottles and jars were knocked over.

And Ying Daxing, who suddenly went berserk, fell to the ground as soon as he reached the door of the ward, and passed out...

When Xiang Yindong came back with breakfast, he saw such a scene.

A group of people are rushing to carry Ying Zhen back to the hospital bed, calling the doctor outside the door for emergency treatment.

The ward was in a mess, Ying Zhen was unconscious, with blood on his hands and legs.

"What's the matter, this is..." He hurried into the ward, threw the breakfast on the table, and pulled Zuo Tong past him.

Zuo Tong's face was ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the hospital bed.

At this moment, Dr. Han has already removed the bandage on Ying Zhen's leg and injected him with a hemostatic injection.

The few nurses who came over after hearing the news were almost dumbfounded, watching helplessly, they didn't know how to help.

Xiang Yindong knew that he couldn't ask anything for a while, so he stretched out his hand, gently shook Zuo Tong's hand, and whispered in his ear: "It's nothing, don't worry too much."

The temperature coming from the palm of his hand made Zuo Tong raise his heart in his throat, and it slowly fell down.

He shook Xiang Yindong's hand back, and then gradually calmed down.

Several doctors who came later helped Dr. Han re-bandage the wound and changed the bottle, and they were all relieved.

And Dr. Han, who had been looking cold from the beginning to the end, finally took off his mask, and told Zuo Tong: "Don't let him get out of bed these few days, otherwise, it's hard to say whether this leg will be safe or not." .”

"You..." Xiang Yindong just wanted to question his tone, but after seeing his appearance, he was slightly stunned, "You are not... Ying Xiaohua's classmate..."

Han Tingqiao still had no expression on his face, as if he didn't know the person on the hospital bed.

He told the nurse a few words, then turned and walked out of the ward, leaving only the melon-eating crowd who were staring at his back stupidly.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

After everyone left the ward, Xiang Yindong quickly pulled Zuo Tong over and asked about the ins and outs of the matter.

He just went to buy breakfast, why is it like the world has been turned upside down?

The doctor surnamed Han, he remembered meeting him twice before, was a college alumnus of Ying Zhen, and he had visited the capital for a while before.

"Don't think about it, Yingzhen will solve his own affairs."

Zuo Tong closed the door of the ward, confirmed that Ying Zhen was fine, then walked to the sofa and sat down, looking at the breakfast that Xiang Yindong bought back.

Xiang Yindong sat next to him, and took out the packed breakfast for him as if asking for credit: "I bought you steamed buns, noodles, and wonton..."

Zuo Tong glanced at him, quite speechless: "Please, this is just breakfast, do you think I'm a pig?"

"Isn't that right, did you prepare it for that guy..." Xiang Yindong looked innocent, and glanced at Ying Zhen on the bed, "At worst, I'll finish eating by myself!"

Zuo Tong looked at him without sympathy, and nodded: "I have to finish the things I bought with tears..."

Xiang Yindong flew over, took a steamed bun, and put it in his mouth.

Both of them still had work that day, and when Tu Jie and Steven came to change shifts at nine o'clock in the morning, they were ready to leave.

Before leaving, Steven said that he had already contacted the private hospital, and that he would be able to pick him up in the afternoon.

But Zuo Tong shook his head: "No need, if you don't want to be scolded by that guy, just leave him here!"

"But, there are so many reporters and fans outside, I'm afraid..."

"I will go to greet the dean. Transferring now will only make things worse..."

"This..." Monk Tu Jiezhang couldn't figure it out, but Steven sighed, Zuo Tong had explained the matter to him just now.

Unexpectedly, three years later, nothing has changed.

With Han Tingqiao back, Ying Zhen's world will no longer be peaceful...