It's hard to accompany the gold master

88

The whole space seemed to pause for a second.

Teng Ziwen was the first to react, and rushed down the stairs, turned Yan Yan's body over, and hugged his upper body.

This apartment is old-fashioned, with steep and narrow stairs, and Yan Yan fell down again, and was already in a coma when he was in Teng Ziwen's arms.

Yan Yan's forehead got a big gash somewhere, blood flowed half of his face, it looked very scary.

Teng Ziwen held Yan Yan's head, blood soon spread to his suit.

Qi Yu realized it two seconds later than Teng Ziwen, and then hurried downstairs.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan?" Teng Ziwen called Yan Yan's name.

Yan Yan did not respond to him as he expected.

"Call an ambulance!" Teng Ziwen shouted to Qi Yu.

Qi Yu started making calls almost as soon as Fujiko spoke.

The housekeeper Jiang Qirui received a call from Qi Yu and asked him to bring some clothes and other things to the hospital.After Qi Yu reported the address of the hospital, he hung up the phone.

Although he didn't know what happened, Qi Yu's tone was not as calm as usual, so he asked Butler Jiang to pack up the things his young master wanted as quickly as possible, and then rushed to the hospital.

When Jiang Qirui arrived at the hospital, he saw his young master sitting on a bench outside the emergency room.

Teng Ziwen's legs were crossed together, his hands were flat on his knees, and his back was straight, as if he was not sitting outside the emergency room of the hospital, but was preparing to give a formal speech.

Butler Jiang could see that the expression on his young master's face was more empty than calm.

Teng Ziwen's eyes were fixed on the door of the emergency room, even Jiang Qirui's arrival couldn't divert his attention.

"Master." Butler Jiang called out.

When Butler Jiang called out for the first time, Teng Ziwen didn't respond.

Butler Jiang moved closer to Teng Ziwen, and called out again: "Master."

Only then did Teng Ziwen turn his head slowly, and it took a while for his unfocused eyes to focus on Jiang Qirui's face: "It's you, Uncle Jiang..."

Jiang Qirui frowned.

Teng Ziwen's state made him very worried.

Before Jiang Qirui could react, Teng Ziwen's head had already turned back to its original position.

Jiang Qirui had no choice but to take a step back, turned around and walked to Qi Yu's side, asking what was going on with his eyes.

Qi Yu shook his head, but did not elaborate: "Mr. Yan Yanyan is still inside."

Didn't Mr. Yan leave the young master?How could he get involved with Mr. Yan again?

Jiang Qirui was puzzled, but no waves could be seen on his face.

As a qualified butler, no matter how surprised you are, you shouldn't be surprised.

Qi Yu asked him to bring the young master's clothes, but since the accident was not the young master, why did the young master change his clothes?

Butler Jiang's gaze shifted to Teng Ziwen.

Butler Jiang, who was careful and good-eyed, soon discovered that there were blood stains on Teng Ziwen's dark suit.

Steward Jiang stepped forward to persuade Teng Ziwen to change his clothes first.

After Steward Jiang opened his mouth this time, Teng Ziwen's eyes seemed to be clearer, but what he said was still upside down: "Uncle Jiang, why did you take my clothes alone? Go and get Yan Yan's clothes, and wait for him to come out Let's change together."

Jiang Qirui was silent.

He didn't bring Yan Yan's clothes because all of Yan Yan's clothes were left in Senhai Mansion.

However, Butler Jiang still remembered the size of Yan Yan's clothes, so he immediately went to the nearest store and bought a set.

Teng Ziwen put the two bags of clothes at his feet and continued to stare at the operating room.

After a while, the door of the emergency room opened.

Yan Yan was pushed out.

His face had been cleaned, perhaps because of the loss of blood, or perhaps because of the lights in the hospital, his face looked particularly white.

But his eyes were slightly closed, revealing a weakness that reminded one of something——snow.Bright white but easy to melt.

This is how Yan Yan feels to others now.It seems that if one is not well cared for, he will melt.

Teng Ziwen followed Yan Yan's cart and entered the ward.

Qi Yu didn't follow, but stayed and waited for the doctor who came out later.

Yan Yan settled down in the ward.

The doctor, who was talking to Qi Yu about Yan Yan's situation, saw Teng Ziwen approaching, and started talking to Qi Yu halfway before.

Yan Yan had multiple abrasions and soft tissue bruises all over his body. The wound on his head looked terrible, but it was actually not deep.

The coma is due to brain damage.It was preliminarily judged to be sequelae of concussion, and the coexistence with intracranial hemorrhage could not be ruled out.The final result can only be made after the patient wakes up.

In contrast, the moment Yan Yan fell, his legs hit the ground first, and he put all his weight on them, and then his head hit the steps, so his legs and feet were injured more seriously.

The left calf was fractured, the right ankle was dislocated, and the joints and ligaments of both legs were strained to varying degrees.

It can be cured, but it is impossible to avoid any sequelae.

What Teng Ziwen can do is to use the best doctor, choose the most suitable treatment method, and use the best medicine to weaken the sequelae as much as possible.

Yan Yan's head injury was not serious.

When Teng Ziwen changed the clothes brought by the butler, told the butler to go back to make soup, and then walked into Yan Yan's ward again, Yan Yan was already awake.

But Yan Yan didn't sit up.

Instead, he kept his movements when he was not awake, lying upright.

The only difference is that one eyes are open and the other is closed.

Sensing someone coming in, Yan Yan rolled his eyes and saw Teng Ziwen.

Teng Ziwen took two steps forward, held Yan Yan's hand, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

Yan Yan's consciousness is still very confused, and when he heard Teng Ziwen's question, he just shook his head subconsciously.

"Why am I here?" Yan Yan asked in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

Seeing that Yan Yan was about to get up, Teng Ziwen raised the bed so that Yan Yan could sit up, and took a pillow to put Yan Yan behind his waist.

Yan Yan sat for a long time before he sorted out the memory that was a mess in his mind.

Seeing Yan Yan close his eyes again, Teng Ziwen closed them for a while before opening them again.

After opening his eyes, Yan Yan's head turned sideways.

"Don't want to see me?" Teng Ziwen said.

After a long time, Yan Yan replied with his head looking sideways at the wall: "No."

Teng Ziwen let go and sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed.

After a while, a middle-aged woman knocked on the door and walked in.

Teng Ziwen stepped aside.

The middle-aged woman opened the food box in her hand, took out a bowl of porridge, filled a spoonful of porridge, and handed it to Yan Yan's mouth.

The woman didn't speak, but raised her hands, as if waiting for Yan Yan to open her mouth.

Even if Yan Yan was angry, he would not get angry at strangers.

He turned around, stretched out his hand, and said to the middle-aged woman, "Thank you, I'll do it myself."

When the middle-aged woman heard Yan Yan's words, her first reaction was to look at Teng Ziwen.

Seeing that Teng Ziwen had no intention of objecting, the middle-aged woman poured the porridge back into the spoon, then held the bowl in both hands, and carefully delivered it to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan took the bowl, held the spoon, scooped up the porridge and drank it slowly.

After Yan Yan drank half a bowl of porridge, he couldn't drink any more. He leaned over to put the porridge on the bedside cabinet.

Seeing this, the woman wanted to reach out to pick up the bowl.But failed to receive.

Perhaps it was because the range of movement was too large, Yan Yan suddenly became dizzy, his temples throbbed, and the bowl in his hand tilted and fell to the ground.

With a "snap", the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Yan Yan hugged her head.

Teng Ziwen stood up suddenly and walked to Yan Yan's side.

Yan Yan frowned, pressed his head with his hands, and looked pained.

Teng Ziwen yelled at the woman who was still standing there: "What are you doing standing there, call a doctor."

Teng Ziwen forgot that there was a calling bell beside the bed.

After the doctor came, he examined Yan Yan.

The middle-aged woman also began to tidy up the things on the ground.

The guard gave Yan Yan an injection, and Yan Yan fell asleep again.

Teng Ziwen followed the doctor to the door.

The doctor told Teng Ziwen that this was just a sequela of a concussion. In the next few days, Yan Yan might still have symptoms such as forgetting recent events, headache, dizziness, nausea and vomiting, tinnitus, anorexia, and inability to concentrate.

These are all normal reactions.

As long as there is no hematoma left in the brain, it will be fine.

After talking with the doctor, Teng Ziwen went back to the ward.

Yan Yan lay on the bed, breathing steadily and quietly.

"Uncle Jiang, watch him for me." Teng Ziwen said to Jiang Guanjia who didn't know when he would return to the doctor.

Butler Jiang responded.

Teng Ziwen glanced at Yan Yan on the hospital bed again, and left the ward.

During Yan Yan's next stay in the hospital, Steward Jiang and the servants of Teng's family were basically taking care of him, and Teng Ziwen would come to the ward once or twice a day.

There was very little communication between Yan Yan and him.

During the period, Yan Yan's aunt and uncle came to the city for a follow-up visit. Yan Yan didn't tell his aunt that he was hospitalized, but said that he was out of town.

Teng Ziwen sent someone to take care of him, but Yan Yan didn't refuse, and when his aunt asked about it, he only said that he was his friend.

After this incident, Teng Ziwen was able to say a few words to Yan Yan every time he came.

The conversation between the two gradually increased, and it seemed that everyone had forgotten the unhappiness that happened before and reconciled.

After Yan Yan was discharged from the hospital, he followed Teng Ziwen directly, and was taken by Teng's driver to a house that Yan Yan had never been to before.

This luxurious residence is Teng Ziwen's real residence all along, Shengyuan Manor.

(End of first volume)

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I fell asleep half a second after coding last night, but today I just couldn’t catch up with yesterday’s thinking, it’s too cruel!

Originally, the first volume is expected to have one or two chapters, but 88 seems to be a good number, so let’s leave it at that_(:з」∠)_