The entertainment circle

When Ke Zhuo and Chu Muze arrived at the hospital early the next morning, they learned that Yi Junran, who had been in a coma for many days, had woken up and was in good health. He was transferred from the intensive care unit to the VIP ward.As soon as the two entered the door, before they could speak, they saw Yi Junran leaning against the head of the bed with his index finger between his lips, signaling them to keep quiet.

Jiang Yichen, who had been insomnia for many days, passed out after confirming that Yi Junran was completely safe and sound. It felt like he had just slept, but it had been more than two weeks.The sleeping Jiang Yichen and Yi Junran clasped their fingers tightly, as if the two of them could not be separated even if the earth collapsed.

Yi Junran's face still remained morbidly pale, but the eyes he looked at Jiang Yichen were full of tenderness.Ke Zhuo lightly put down the things in his hand, lowered his voice and said, "Have a good rest, we will see you later."

Ke Zhuo turned around and pulled Chu Muze, who hadn't even had time to say a word, strode out of the ward. As soon as the two of them reached the hospital door, Chu Muze shook off Ke Zhuo's restraint with all his strength, "You drag me away so What are you doing urgently!?"

"What are you going to do staying there?" Ke Zhuo perfectly concealed the inadvertent bitterness.

"Could it be that Jiang Yichen is the only one who has been exhausted for so many days?" Just now, Yi Junran looked at Jiang Yichen like a sharp bayonet piercing his heart. That man had never looked at him with that kind of look. What was their seven years together?

Chu Muze's current anger is nothing more than dirty self-esteem. The pain that seems to have thousands of ants slowly crawling on your chest and eating your flesh and blood is not something Ke Zhuo doesn't understand. It's nothing more than deepening the hurt on someone you love.

"Ke Zhuo, you are not me, you will not understand my feelings."

There is a person who has occupied every corner of your heart from first love to now, but one day you suddenly find that because of another person's intrusion, that person's deep love for you has become weaker and weaker, and the love he never gave you All the tenderness is given to another person, and you will feel unwilling, and even want to ask that person hysterically, what are you.

Ke Zhuo glanced at Chu Muze with a smile that was not a smile, and his low tone was mixed with some sarcasm, "Chu Muze, I once gave you a chance to return to Yi Junran, and you chose to give it up. Since Give up, what right do you have to point fingers at the relationship between Yi Junran and Jiang Yichen now?"

"Between career and Yi Junran, you chose your career. You succeeded, and now the streets and alleys are full of your posters, and every household knows your name, Chu Muze. You are so successful that you got everything what you want."

"No one will wait for you forever. When you succeed, Yi Junran's feelings for you are over. When he still misses you, what you think is how to chase fame and fortune; when he forgets you When everything is clean, you want to turn back. Chu Muze, where in this world is there such a good business."

"There was once a person who loved you like life, and you abandoned him after treating him like a shoe. Now, what are you regretting?"

"It's not that Jiang Yichen replaced you, but that Yi Junran doesn't need you anymore. Even if Jiang Yichen didn't exist today, Yi Junran would never choose you again. You have a high self-esteem, and so does Yi Junran. Everything today Everything was bought by you with your glorious fame and fortune. Why are you unhappy?"

Ke Zhuo's words pierced through the ambiguous window paper between Yi Junran and Chu Muze. Chu Muze thought that when he became famous, he would return to the same place, and Yi Junran would still be there. Wait for him there.But the fact is that Yi Junran has already left the place, even running faster and farther than him, so far that he can't touch it.No one will always wait for a sea ship that does not know when it will return. When he can't wait, he will choose to sit on another ship and leave that sad place.

Yi Junran greedily stared at Jiang Yichen lying next to him. In just two weeks, the delicate and charming face in his memory was now pale and yellow, his round chin had become slightly pointed, his body was thin and bone-boned, and his spirit was listless. Thick dark circles indicate that the person in front of him has suffered from insomnia for a long time.Yi Junran was so distressed that he almost pulled together, and as soon as his fingertips touched the man's cheek, he suddenly retracted.

Taking a closer look, Jiang Yichen's forehead was covered with dense sweat, and his eyes were closed tightly as if he was enduring some kind of torment. Yi Junran was not sure about his guess, and stretched out his hand again to cover his sweat-soaked forehead, which was different from his eyes. The high temperature of ordinary people made Yi Junran's heart hang in his throat.

Jiang Yichen had a high fever, the temperature was frighteningly hot, like a furnace being burned by raging fire.Yi Junran didn't dare to delay for a moment, turned around with difficulty and pressed the alarm bell on the bedside, and a nurse rushed over after a while.

"Mr. Yi, do you need any help?"

"Please help me find a doctor." Yi Junran pointed to Jiang Yichen who was leaning on his arms, "He seems to have a high fever, very severe."

The nurse took a closer look and found that Jiang Yichen's thin shirt was already soaked with sweat, his cheeks were flushed with a strange flush, and he stretched out his hand to check the temperature on his forehead, "This gentleman has a severe fever, I'll call over right away."

The nurse ran all the way to find the doctor on duty in the inpatient department, and the doctor rushed to the ward without stopping. Jiang Yichen was so disturbed by the chaotic voices in the ward that he had a splitting headache, "Go away..."

"The patient has a severe fever. Mr. Yi, you just woke up. It's best to keep the patient isolated from you for a while." The doctor's words came to Jiang Yichen's vague consciousness intermittently.

Jiang Yichen, who was dizzy from the heat, clasped Yi Junran's hand tightly, opened his heavy eyelids, and said angrily, "Don't go...I won't go...don't go..."

Jiang Yichen's vague pleading made Yi Junran's heart tremble, a piercing pain appeared somewhere in his body, he hugged Jiang Yichen into his arms, wishing to rub him into the blood.

"No need, just let him stay here for treatment. It's just a fever, and it's not a serious illness." Yi Junran's stubborn behavior made the doctor a little embarrassed.

"It hurts... woo, it hurts..." I don't know where it hurt Jiang Yichen, he cried out in pain intermittently, and his thin lips almost bleed from biting.

"Mr. Yi, it's better for the patient to go for an examination. You make us very embarrassed by doing this. Besides, I always have to find the cause and prescribe the right medicine. Random drips may not necessarily be effective."

Yi Junran hesitated for a moment, then compromised, "I'll go with you."

"Mr. Yi, your body—"

Before the doctor finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yi Junran's loud words, "I said I will go with you."

Yi Junran's attitude was firm, and the doctor couldn't do more to stop him, so he ordered the nurse beside him to get a wheelchair and push Yi Junran along.

The results of the examination came out soon, and the reason was that Cheng Huanshi's posterior acupoint was torn, and he didn't clean it properly, which led to a persistent high fever.The doctor ordered the nurse to put Jiang Yichen on a drip, and then prepared some ointment for Yi Junran, and asked him to apply it on the patient's wound three times a day until he recovered.

Back in the ward, Jiang Yichen's consciousness was still awake and blurred at times, he would talk in sleep intermittently, always calling Yi Junran's name repeatedly, Yi Junran's heart was pierced when he heard it, and he didn't know how to comfort the person in his arms.Taking advantage of Jiang Yichen's time to sleep soundly, Yi Junran applied the medicine for him, and found that the blood-stained flesh was rolling at the mouth of the acupuncture point, and it was so rotten that it was too horrible to look at.

As soon as the cold ointment touched the wound, Jiang Yichen woke up from the pain, his clear brown eyes were filled with moisture, his hands were firmly grasping Yi Junran's hospital gown, his bent finger bones were fragile and pale, his appearance was pitiful and pitiful. miserable.Yi Junran patted Jiang Yichen's back lightly with one hand, and evenly applied the ointment to the wound with the other, "It'll be fine soon, good boy..."

Enduring the pain, the thin lips were pursed into a pale line, Yi Junran felt distressed, lowered his head slightly, and kissed the tightly pursed thin lips.Jiang Yichen opened his red lips a little, and Yi Junran waited for the opportunity to pry open his snow-white teeth and drive in.The slightly scarred fingers used the ointment to move in and out freely at the back acupoint, Yi Junran kissed Jiang Yichen to divert his attention, and at the same time sent the ointment into the intestinal tract without any trace left.

During the whole process of applying the medicine, Yi Junran also suffered a lot. While he had to suppress his lust, he also had to worry about where he didn't apply it.When the medicine was actually administered, Yi Junran was also sweating profusely, as if suffering from a serious illness like Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen raised his head slightly, and his thin lips touched Yi Junran's corners again, as if begging for a kiss, which looked very cute in Yi Junran's eyes.The two kissed so lingeringly, Jiang Yichen's lips let out ambiguous gasps intermittently, the man's soft red tongue was carefully held in his mouth and sucked, even the base of his tongue couldn't help but feel numb.

The sweet atmosphere surrounds every corner of the ward, and it has not dissipated for a long time.

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