After being reincarnated, he joined a top boy band and then lost it

"The patient is currently in good condition and his body temperature has returned to normal. My suggestion is to stay in the hospital and observe for two or three days. However, if he can get up and go to the ground tomorrow morning, it will not be a big problem and he can be discharged early. The conditions here are not good. Looking back Then remember to do a more comprehensive examination to avoid any sequelae..."

The doctor on Qingshan Island kept explaining the follow-up matters to Cui Shengche and PD.

Pd's eyes were red, and he wrote down everything the doctor said bit by bit using the notebook he usually used to record scenes.

Song Shengshi sat beside the bed, gently holding Xu Minghao's hand with his right hand, as if feeling his pulse from the palm of his hand.

Once or twice, it's a reassuring warmth.

The left hand hangs by his side. There are wounds on the tips of the index and middle fingers that have not yet healed, and the joints of the two fingers are mottled with bruises, tooth marks, and blood.

He actually didn't know why he thought of using his own blood to save Xu Minghao. It was like his body reacted after trying countless times. When Xu Minghao lost his breath and his consciousness broke, he did just that.

He still remembered the moment when he put it in. Although Xu Minghao was in a state of shock, he subconsciously resisted and clenched his teeth. His teeth hit his joints hard, but Song Shengshi continued to penetrate deeper without changing his expression.

"Are you crazy?!" Cui Shengche didn't have time to think about it. He quickly grabbed Song Shengshi's wrist and pulled it out, but he didn't dare to use force, fearing that pulling it out would cause greater harm to Song Shengshi.

"Your fingers will break if you do this. What are you doing?" Cui Shengche felt a strange emotion in his heart. In addition to worry, there was also a sour and astringent feeling, which tightly clamped his heart and made him feel... The feeling of being out of breath.

He didn't want Song Shengshi to do this.

Xu Minghao's throat moved slightly and he swallowed something.

Then, visible to the naked eye, the blood returned to Xu Minghao's face, and even began to turn slightly red, with a thin layer of sweat appearing on his forehead.

His brows were furrowed as if he was haunted by a nightmare, and his body temperature also rose rapidly in a very short period of time.

On the display, the number that was originally zero suddenly moved for a moment, and then changed to 40. It soared upward by more than a dozen numbers almost every second, until it reached almost 180 before slowly falling back.

Finally it stabilized around 95.

"Quick! Over there!" A shout came from not far away, and a group of people wearing white coats and carrying various instruments rushed over.

Song Shengshi raised his head and looked over there, quickly took out his fingers, and used his thumb to remove the blood on his lips.

He hid his hands behind his back and stepped aside. At the same time, medical staff surrounded him.

A female doctor wearing glasses checked Xu Minghao's condition, while two other doctors lifted the stretcher and transferred it to the emergency boat.

Cui Shengche glanced at Song Shengshi's hands behind his back with a complicated expression. He wanted to ask something but in the end he didn't ask. Instead, he stepped forward and asked if he wanted to follow him together.

Song Shengshi lowered his head, nodded when he heard the words, then stepped forward, grabbed Cui Shengche's sleeve with his uninjured hand, and pressed his forehead against his upper arm.

Cui Shengche felt the person behind him shaking slightly. Was he afraid?

Yes, who is not afraid of this? Although they have only known each other for less than two years, he has already regarded Xiaoba as one of his closest brothers.

Facing the vital signs of loved ones gradually weakening in front of them, I can't do anything...

However, he is the eldest brother, how can he allow himself to be immersed in emotions and unable to extricate himself?

Cui Shengche clenched his fist, turned back and took Song Shengshi's hand, and walked forward with Song Shengshi who was still unconscious.

After Xu Minghao's condition stabilized and seeing that there were many people in the ward, Song Shengshi temporarily left for a while and sat on a bench outside to rest for a while.

He relaxed physically, but the feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness that surged from his mind buried him deeply.

Why did you do that?

Why feed him your own blood?

What happened to my own blood, and would it have any serious consequences?

Obviously he said on the show in his previous life that he just had a cold and a fever, why was it so serious this time?

Is it because of my own arrival...

Song Shengshi's mind was in chaos, with various questions and confusions intertwined together, making him breathless.

Suddenly, there was a tingling sensation on the fingertips of his left hand. Song Shengshi returned to consciousness and his eyes gradually focused. He saw Cui Shengche squatting in front of him using iodine and cotton swabs to treat the wound on his hand.

"Hiss—" The iodophor touched the wound and caused a stinging pain. Song Shengshi retracted his hand.

Seeing this, Cui Shengche smiled softly and said, "Are you afraid of pain? I was bitten like that and you didn't even flinch back."

"I didn't feel anything just now. Now I don't know why it hurts so much." Song Shengshi cried and asked for comfort.

Cui Shengche held Song Shengshi's wrist and carefully applied it to the wound. The location of the wound on the fingertip was so tricky that Cui Shengche tilted his head for a long time and couldn't wrap it up.

Then he became angry and turned into Cui Youqi, sighing at the wound.

Song Shengshi looked funny and rubbed Cui Shengche's hair with one hand. His hair was very soft without styling, but not too thin. The black hair was slightly naturally curly, with a slight arc. Placed on the forehead, it inexplicably adds a touch of tenderness.

"Brother, please stop doing it. This little wound will be healed in a while," Song Shengshi smiled weirdly, and bad ideas came to his mind again, "How about you blow it for me, brother? My mother said, blow it. It heals quickly, I don’t feel any pain anymore after blowing it, hahahaha..."

"Eh?"

Song Shengshi's laughter stopped suddenly. He looked down at the person in front of him in disbelief, held up his finger very carefully, and blew gently on the injury.

His expression was ridiculously sincere.

Cui Shengche raised his head and met Song Shengshi's eyes.

"Although I have known for a long time that you have many secrets, this time it really scared me," Cui Shengche said, "I am very worried about you."

"Brother will not force you, but when you encounter something unbearable, you must remember to come to us."

Cui Shengche paused and added: "I can't say anything for other brothers, but here, I will always stand by your side."

Song Shengshi was silent for a long time, and Cui Shengche began to think about whether he had said something wrong.

Just when he was about to make up for whether he had said something too harshly, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of Song Shengshi's hand.

A tear fell on it. Cui Shengche looked up in panic and saw Song Shengshi with tears in his eyes, smiling and responding to him.

"Ok!"

You are obviously so happy, why do you want to cry so much?