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Qin Shang saw the butler standing motionless in front of the phone, like a sculpture, which looked very strange.

Qin Shang asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The butler held the microphone and turned to look at Qin Shang, his face turned pale.

He muttered with wrinkled lips: "Young Master Fang...something happened to him."

15 minutes later, People's Hospital.

The lights in the emergency room were on, and only the anxious assistant was walking around the door. When he saw Qin Shang, he hurried over.

Qin Shang glanced at the lights in the emergency room, and said calmly, "What's going on?"

The assistant said anxiously: "Young Master Fang was hit by a car while crossing the road tonight."

Qin Shang said expressionlessly: "He doesn't have eyes? Can such a big car be hit by passing by?"

The words were so ugly that the assistant couldn't listen any longer, and argued, "Young Master Fang was hit by a car just to pick up something."

Seeing the assistant's faltering look, Qin Shang asked, "What is it?"

The assistant hesitated, "Ring..."

Qin Shang frowned slightly, "Ring?"

The assistant nodded and didn't mean to say more, so Qin Shang didn't ask any more questions.

He did remember that when Fang's mother died, she seemed to have left a gold ring for Fang Zhongjing. If it was such a thing, it was indeed very important.

The operation was still going on, Qin Shang waited on the bench with his assistant, staring at the door in front of him in a daze.

The corridor is very quiet, you can hear a needle drop.

At this time, Qin Shang heard the assistant beside him muttering: "The birthday party is for nothing."

Qin Shang was slightly taken aback. At this moment, two nurses hurried past and sent the blood bag to the emergency room.

Qin Shang stared at the nurse's back, and suddenly said, "Fang Zhongjing is seriously injured?"

The assistant nodded.

Qin Shang lowered his head, stared at the white shoes on his feet, and asked, "Then will he die?"

The assistant didn't know what to do, so he could only choose the good ones and say, "We rarely have the protection of our ancestors, so we won't die."

The assistant didn't know that Immortal Weng had made up the matter of replacing the dead ghost, and thought, Fang Shao even escaped such a big disaster last year, so this little injury is nothing.

Qin Shang remained silent.

On the one hand, he hoped that Fang Zhongjing would die, but if he died like this, it would be too cheap for Fang Zhongjing.

But if he does not die, he will be bound by Fang Zhongjing's side for the rest of his life.

Qin Shang fell into an endless loop for a while.

Time passed by little by little, and seeing the pointer approaching twelve o'clock, the assistant's cell phone rang.

The assistant got up and went to the side to pick it up, deliberately lowering his voice to speak.

But Qin Shang vaguely heard the words "can't do it" and "birthday cancellation".

When the assistant came back, Qin Shang asked him: "What did you and Fang Zhongjing do without telling me?"

Qin Shang vaguely sensed that what happened tonight had something to do with him, but everyone shut up and said nothing.

The assistant's eyes flickered: "Nothing..."

Qin Shang glanced at him sideways, "If you don't say anything, I'll leave."

After speaking, he stood up, as if he was about to leave.

The assistant was afraid that Qin Shang would not be able to explain after leaving, so he hurriedly stopped in front, blocking the way.

The assistant was defeated, and only then did he tell the truth: "Actually, Young Master Fang is hosting a birthday party for you tonight."

Qin Shang was startled.

He just remembered that today is his birthday.

Qin Shang never had any idea about these important days. In the past, every birthday, except for Fang Zhongjing who occasionally remembered to celebrate it for him, most of the time he would forget it.

No wonder Fang Zhongjing was always secretive during this period of time, and it turned out that he had planned it long ago.

The assistant regretted: "If there is no car accident, the party has already begun."

The birthday party they spent so much time on wasted.

Qin Shang was silent for a moment, "What does his car accident have to do with organizing my birthday?"

Before the assistant could speak, the lights in the emergency room went out with a snap.

The two looked at the door of the emergency room in unison.

The doctor came out, took off his mask, and said to the two, "The patient has been rescued."

The assistant felt relieved, put his palms together and prayed to the heaven and the earth, muttering something fearfully.

Qin Shang didn't look surprised.

He has known for a long time that the scourge will last for thousands of years.

The doctor added: "It's just that the patient's leg was broken, he lost a lot of blood, and he fell into a coma."

After finishing speaking, Fang Zhongjing was pushed out from the emergency room. He was lying on the push bed with a pale face, almost dead.

Fang Zhongjing was sent to the intensive care unit for 24-hour observation.

At night, Qin Shang changed his clothes and entered the intensive care unit. He came to the hospital bed and looked down at Fang Zhongjing's pale face. His weak breath formed a thin layer of mist on the respirator.

Qin Shang stretched out his hand and put it on the respirator.

As long as the respirator is removed, Fang Zhongjing can be sent to die.

He had waited too long for this day.

But the hand was placed on the respirator, but there was no movement for a long time. In the end, Qin Shang let go of his hand.

This is really too cheap for Fang Zhongjing, he should live in this world and endure torture for the rest of his life.

Qin Shang bent down, only a finger away from the seriously ill pale face, and whispered, "Fang Zhongjing, wake up quickly and let me torture you."

Fang Zhongjing was seriously injured and did not wake up for a long time.

On the third day, the housekeeper brought Fang Qinze over. The child's eyes were swollen like walnuts. When he saw Qin Shang, he reached out to hug him.

The housekeeper said sadly: "The young master has been crying a lot these days, and I don't know if he knows something happened to Young Master Fang."

Qin Shang hugged Fang Qinze, looked at his little face flushed from crying, his heart was slightly touched, carried him outside the intensive care unit, and looked at Fang Zhongjing through the glass window.

Fang Qinze seemed to recognize Fang Zhongjing, and pressed his fleshy little hand on the glass, "Dad..."

Qin Shangkong wiped away the tears from Fang Qinze's face, and wrote lightly: "Don't worry, if your father dies, I will take you away with all my property."

The butler was startled when he heard this, and couldn't tell if Qin Shang was joking.

Seeing his father, the child finally stopped crying and played with the buttons on Qin Shang's chest for a while, then lay on his chest and gradually fell asleep.

Qin Shang gently handed the child back to the housekeeper, "Take him back."

The housekeeper nodded, and looked at Fang Zhongjing in the intensive care room worriedly before leaving.

I don't know when their young master will wake up.

A week later, Fang Zhongjing's condition stabilized, but he was still unconscious.

That afternoon, Fang Zhongjing was moved to the general ward.

Qin Shang sat in front of the hospital bed and read the comic book, so engrossed in it that he didn't even notice that the assistant came in.

The assistant glanced at the cover of the book curiously, and kindly reminded: "You have held it backwards..."

Qin Shang came back to his senses, calmly closed the comic book, put it aside, and did not read it.

The assistant put down the change of clothes and couldn't help but say, "You still worry about Fang Shao."

Qin Shang looked out the window and sneered, "I just have itchy hands, no one can torture me recently."

Another three days passed, and Fang Zhongjing still didn't wake up.

This morning the sun was very good, and it made people feel warm. Qin Shang sat on the chair, feeling drowsy, and he fell asleep before he knew it.

The sun came in from the window, casting a layer of warm light on the hospital bed.

Fang Zhongjing's eyelashes moved, and he gradually opened his eyes.

What came into view was the white ceiling, and his consciousness gradually returned. He felt something heavy on his hand, and he turned his head to cast his gaze.

Half of Qin Shang's body was lying on the hospital bed, his cold and soft black hair scattered on his arms, and he was sleeping soundly.

Fang Zhongjing stretched out his other hand and brushed aside Qin Shang's forehead hair.

With a jolt, Qin Shang suddenly woke up.

Qin Shang slowly opened his eyes, sat up straight from the chair, with sleepiness still on his face, rubbed his eyes, and met Fang Zhongjing's eyes.

At that moment, a strange atmosphere flowed in the air.

Qin Shang pretended to be calm, said nothing, and pressed the calling bell beside the bed.

Fang Zhongjing didn't speak for a long time, his voice was so hoarse that it sounded a little trembling, "You didn't leave?"

Qin Shang said lightly: "Where are you going?"

Even if he pretended to be dead and hid in the deep mountains and old forests, Fang Zhongjing found him, which is really meaningless.

Fang Zhongjing stretched out his hand and held Qin Shang's hand tightly in his palm, "You are the one who won't leave this time, don't regret it."

Qin Shang didn't bother to argue with a patient, so he could do whatever Fang Zhongjing thought.

Soon, the doctor came to examine Fang Zhongjing.

The doctor said: "It's a good thing to be able to wake up, but Fang Shao, your legs can't move for the time being, and you have to be hospitalized for treatment."

Fang Zhongjing nodded, his gaze still fixed on Qin Shang's face.

Qin Shang pretended not to see it and called his assistant.

"Did he already tell you?"

When Qin Shang hung up the phone, he heard Fang Zhongjing say this.

Qin Shang knew that Fang Zhongjing was referring to his assistant.

Fang Zhongjing looked at the ceiling, "I was going to hold a birthday party for you, but it was all messed up."

Qin Shang put the phone in his pocket and said in a low voice, "Then we'll do it next year."

Fang Zhongjing was taken aback, looked at Qin Shang, then realized something, his hands trembled slightly.

At noon, the assistant came to the hospital and brought the nutritious porridge made by the chef at home.

The assistant opened the thermos box, scooped up a bowl of porridge, and came to the bed to feed Fang Zhongjing.

Fang Zhongjing glanced at him, "Don't you still have something to do?"

The assistant reacted slowly, looked at the two of them, realized something, and said wittily, "Oh, yes, I have to go back to the company to do business, so I'll leave first."

After speaking, the assistant handed the bowl to Qin Shang and ran away.

Fang Zhongjing looked in the direction of the door, opened his mouth, and said to Qin Shang: "I'm hungry..."

Qin Shang said lightly: "You only injured your leg, but your hand is still intact."

Fang Zhongjing covered his chest and coughed twice, "I am a patient..."

Qin Shang sat still for a while, finally picked up the spoon, scooped up the porridge, without blowing, and directly stuffed the hot porridge into Fang Zhongjing's mouth.

Fang Zhongjing was so hot that he was so hot, but he suppressed the scalding and swallowed it with difficulty.

Qin Shang found a new way to torture Fang Zhongjing, became interested, and slowly fed him a whole bowl of porridge.

Fang Zhongjing suddenly remembered that year, when he rescued Qin Shang in the alley, he himself was sent to the hospital because of his injuries. During the few days in the hospital, Qin Shang stayed by the bed and took care of him in every possible way.

Later, the two turned their faces, and this kind of treatment never happened again.

It seems that this car accident was a blessing in disguise.

After finishing the porridge, Fang Zhongjing suddenly said, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Qin Shang helped him out of bed, Fang Zhongjing took the opportunity to lean on Qin Shang's shoulder, and let him help him into the bathroom.

Taking off the hospital pants, revealing her astonishing size.

Qin Shang turned his head away, said "Call me now", and was about to go out when a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Fang Zhongjing said: "Help me hold the bottom."

Fang Zhongjing: Please help me hold the bird, thank you...

Qin Shang: Your bird is about to take off

Qiu Wenxing rubbed his hands excitedly: It's okay, I'm still queuing at the back...

Fang Zhongjing: Get out!

Please beg for a wave of recommendation tickets!

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