Feng Mian collapsed into Chi Chen’s arms, deathly pale. Chi Chen was momentarily flustered, wanting to push him away, but as soon as his hand touched Feng Mian, he immediately felt the scorching heat against his palm. He was startled and couldn’t help but mutter, “Why is he so hot?”
While he was distracted, a pair of hands had already taken Feng Mian from his arms.
Unconscious, Feng Mian was cradled in Gu Ziheng’s arms. Gu Ziheng immediately sought to take him away, saying, “I’ll take him to the hospital.”
Chi Chen was stunned and simply nodded in agreement. As Gu Ziheng made to move, Chi Mingzhou suddenly stepped forward, blocking his path.
There was not a ripple of emotion on Chi Mingzhou’s face. “You are a guest. Even if he needs to be taken to the hospital, it should be A-Chen who goes. How could we trouble you?”
The expression on Gu Ziheng’s face gradually turned cold. “Move aside.”
With Chi Mingzhou’s prompt, Chi Chen, who was standing to the side, foolishly crowded forward, wanting to show off in front of the person he liked. He hurriedly said, “I’ll do it.”
Gu Ziheng didn’t even look at him; his gaze remained fixed on Chi Mingzhou. He said coldly, “A high fever can cause serious damage. I don’t care what grudges or grievances you two have—a human life is at stake. You’ve done enough.”
Just as Chi Mingzhou was about to retort, the voice of a servant sounded from the stairwell. “Second Young Master, the master asks that you come to the study.”
Chi Mingzhou’s expression paused, and he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. He swept an inscrutable glance over Feng Mian and walked toward the upstairs.
As he passed by Chi Chen, Chi Mingzhou said in a low voice, “You follow.”
With that, he strode toward the stairwell.
Gu Ziheng had already carried Feng Mian out of the living room. By the time Chi Chen finally gathered his senses and followed, Gu Ziheng had already driven away. Chi Chen hurriedly got into his car to follow behind.
…
At the hospital.
Gu Ziheng was in the hospital room with Feng Mian, who was on an IV drip. Feng Mian’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly regained consciousness.
Feng Mian looked at the ceiling before him, his gaze dazed for a moment. Before he could react, the voice of the gentle man beside him rang out: “Is there any other place you’re feeling uncomfortable?”
Feng Mian turned his head slowly and saw Gu Ziheng sitting by the bedside. His eyes dimmed slightly. “Senior Ziheng…”
The events before he fainted gradually surfaced in his mind, and he belatedly realized where he was.
Seeing that he had woken up, Gu Ziheng couldn’t help but sigh in relief. He smiled faintly and said, “Just call me Ziheng. Don’t be so distant.”
Feng Mian turned his head away uncomfortably and remained silent.
Gu Ziheng’s expression remained as usual, a faint smile on his face, though Feng Mian seemed somewhat distressed.
Chi Chen probably wouldn’t even dream that the person he yearned for in vain had confessed his feelings to Feng Mian—whom he had discarded like trash—years ago. After Feng Mian rejected him, he had resigned from Gu Ziheng’s company. For all these years, Gu Ziheng had been trying every means to contact Feng Mian, but Feng Mian had been avoiding him the entire time.
Seeing his weak complexion, Gu Ziheng sighed helplessly. He picked up the cup from the side, dampened a cotton swab with water, and moisturized Feng Mian’s lips. He said softly, “Don’t be so afraid of me. I won’t do anything to you. I just want to take care of you.”
Feng Mian pressed his lips together and looked at him slowly, his eyes filled with a complicated emotion.
His lips trembled, and he said hesitantly, “President Gu, don’t waste your time on me. It’s not worth it.”
After moisturizing his lips, Gu Ziheng placed the cup back on the bedside table. He stared at him and whispered, “Is it because of Chi Mingzhou?”
The moment the words left his mouth, Feng Mian’s expression stiffened. He hurriedly replied, “No.”
He spoke very quickly, with an air of trying to cover up the truth.
Gu Ziheng curled his lips and said somewhat bitterly, “But back then, during the school anniversary celebration, I saw him press you against the corridor wall and kiss you.”
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