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Everyone suddenly seemed to have found the backbone and acted immediately.
Luo Wencheng was carefully moved into Lu Chong’s long, super-class car. Lu Chong didn’t need to accompany him, but he hesitated while standing by the car and followed in: “Drive fast.”
“Yes.” The driver was solemn and serious, and the car sped up as soon as he stepped on the gas.
The back seat was occupied by Luo Wencheng and the doctor. For the first time since Lu Chong came to power, he condescended to sit in the co-pilot seat. He looked through the rearview mirror at Luo Wencheng, who was lying pale as death. Listening to his unconscious moans, Lu Chong frowned. His face seemed to be frozen with a layer of ice, and the air pressure around him was horribly low.
The driver glanced at him carefully, startled, and quickly concentrated on driving.
Sure enough, the ambulance was encountered halfway, and the patient was immediately transferred to the ambulance. The application of various professional instruments and methods quickly followed. At the same time, the ambulance turned around and drove fast to the hospital.
……
When Luo Wencheng woke up, he found himself lying on a soft bed. There was a faint smell of medicine in the air. Obviously, it was still night. The ceiling light was on, a bit harsh. Luo Wencheng closed his eyes. His head was still dizzy, he was lazy and had no strength, and he didn’t want to move.
When he was rescued, he was still conscious and quite awake. He just pretended to be delirious and expressed his pain unreservedly. When he heard Lu Chong’s voice, he knew that his plan was half successful.
However, as soon as the “punishment time” was over, he really fainted. At that time, he was still in Lu Chong’s car and didn’t know what happened later.
A conversation gradually reached him from outside the door: “…Fortunately, the rescue was timely. If it had been a little later it would be difficult to say what would have happened. Although the patient is out of danger now, there might be sequelae. He should stay at the hospital for observation for a period of time.”
“Okay, I see. Thank you for your hard work.” A low, magnetic voice said. The voice was quiet and felt particularly powerful.
Luo Wencheng opened his eyes, a strange look flashing across his face. Did Lu Chong even follow him to the hospital?
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The door of the ward was pushed open, and Luo Wencheng immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor. It was deliberately soft, as if the man was worried that he would wake him up. The steps approached his bed.
Only then did Luo Wencheng move gently, as if he had just woken up. His eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.
As if his eyes were irritated by the light, he tilted his head uncomfortably and met a pair of eyes as deep and quiet as the sea.
Those eyes seemed to contain a myriad of complex emotions ebbing and flowing in them, and yet there seemed to be nothing, indifference and silence so complete that it was impossible to fathom.
Luo Wencheng was taken aback for a moment, staring at the man blankly without speaking.
Only then did Lu Chong speak: “I woke you up.” His tone was so calm that if Luo Wencheng didn’t know he had just walked through the gate of the ghosts, he would have thought he had just taken a nap.
He smiled faintly and was equally calm: “It’s you again.” He slowly closed his eyes and said with a sigh, “It seems that every time you see me I’m unlucky. It’s really embarrassing.”
His expression and tone were also very serene, as if he didn’t know that he had almost died. But because of his weak state, his voice was almost inaudible, with a different kind of hoarseness. The curvature of the corners of his mouth was very beautiful. It looked very well-behaved, but also very cool.
This was a complete indifference to one’s own life.
He was very different from the young man who was pestering people at the hotel a few hours ago to stay with him.
Lu Chong frowned suddenly: “Do you know that you nearly died?”
Luo Wencheng closed his eyes and remained motionless. His face was pale and handsome, and his thin eyebrows were weak and graceful. His black hair was scattered on the white pillow, and his smooth forehead made him look like a delicate sleeping beauty. He was too handsome, and too fragile.
The ripples in Lu Chong’s heart were so well suppressed that it was as if they had never been there. He could even fool himself, but when he saw the dying appearance of that young man, his heart jumped and the inexplicable anger he had been carrying for so long surged up.
He asked coldly: “You knew this would happen. Were you waiting to die?”
Being uncharacteristically coquettish and pestering, saying that he was afraid that he would not have a chance to see the stars, wishing him get what he desired and saying goodbye obediently; in retrospect, it was like the capricious, eternal farewell before going to death.
When he thought of this, Lu Chong’s heart filled with anger.
He lived in darkness all his life, his hands were stained with blood, but he had never involved innocent people, and he could not bear to see the contempt of others for life.
Clean, soft, young, beautiful lives, each one of them was a mercy from heaven.
He was like an old wanderer. No scenery in the world could make him willing to stay. The enthusiasm that was barely maintained in his body was all because of this beauty and hope.
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He looked at Luo Wencheng for a moment, then turned to leave: “I’m going to call a doctor.”
Luo Wencheng suddenly said, “Sir.”
He opened his eyes and stared at the man who was looking at him sideways.
Was he angry?
Why?
Was it contempt for the cowardice he had shown? Was it anger at him for not fighting, or…
Luo Wencheng had been testing this man, trying to decipher the other party a little more with every contact. Although he didn’t know why, he could be sure that Lu Chong had a soft spot for him.
His eyes were pleading: “Don’t go. Can you come closer?”
Lu Chong was silent for a moment, then made a few steps to return.
“What’s the matter?”
“Can you sit down?”
Lu Chong sat down on the edge of the bed.
Luo Wencheng showed a little smile, reached out and took Lu Chong’s hand, then guided the big, wide and powerful palm to his forehead.
“I have a headache.” There was a trace of grievance in his voice.
Maybe it was because Luo Wencheng’s mood changed too quickly and strangely, maybe it was because his frowning and aggrieved look appeared too pitiful at the moment, but Lu Chong froze and didn’t take away his hand. He stretched out his other hand and pressed the bedside bell: “The doctor will be here soon.”
Lu Chong’s hand covered Luo Wencheng’s eyes, revealing only the tip of his nose and his beautifully shaped but pale lips. Luo Wencheng’s face was very handsome, with a nice outline, smaller than that of an ordinary man but not feminine. However, at this moment only half of his face was exposed, and he suddenly looked childish.
Lu Chong could feel Luo Wencheng’s eyes rolling gently under his palm, either because of discomfort or in anxiety. Then Luo Wencheng suddenly moved, let go of his hand and hugged him around the waist. Lu Chong, who had never expected him to do this, failed to avoid him and was firmly held by him.
Luo Wencheng tightly wrapped his arms around the man’s lean waist, buried his face in the opponent’s abdomen, clinging to the soft cold clothing, and said in a small voice: “Hug.”
Lu Chong was stiff all over. His dark, deep eyes flashed with a hint of dismay. But when he heard the childish word, he felt vaguely amused and actually couldn’t bear to push the young man away.
He was probably not quite awake yet.
Lu Chong’s expression eased, and the ups and downs of anger in his heart finally turned into pity that he didn’t even realise at this moment. His hand paused in the air for a moment and finally was placed on Luo Wencheng’s head.
Luo Wencheng was carefully moved into Lu Chong’s long, super-class car. Lu Chong didn’t need to accompany him, but he hesitated while standing by the car and followed in: “Drive fast.”
“Yes.” The driver was solemn and serious, and the car sped up as soon as he stepped on the gas.
The back seat was occupied by Luo Wencheng and the doctor. For the first time since Lu Chong came to power, he condescended to sit in the co-pilot seat. He looked through the rearview mirror at Luo Wencheng, who was lying pale as death. Listening to his unconscious moans, Lu Chong frowned. His face seemed to be frozen with a layer of ice, and the air pressure around him was horribly low.
The driver glanced at him carefully, startled, and quickly concentrated on driving.
Sure enough, the ambulance was encountered halfway, and the patient was immediately transferred to the ambulance. The application of various professional instruments and methods quickly followed. At the same time, the ambulance turned around and drove fast to the hospital.
……
When Luo Wencheng woke up, he found himself lying on a soft bed. There was a faint smell of medicine in the air. Obviously, it was still night. The ceiling light was on, a bit harsh. Luo Wencheng closed his eyes. His head was still dizzy, he was lazy and had no strength, and he didn’t want to move.
When he was rescued, he was still conscious and quite awake. He just pretended to be delirious and expressed his pain unreservedly. When he heard Lu Chong’s voice, he knew that his plan was half successful.
However, as soon as the “punishment time” was over, he really fainted. At that time, he was still in Lu Chong’s car and didn’t know what happened later.
A conversation gradually reached him from outside the door: “…Fortunately, the rescue was timely. If it had been a little later it would be difficult to say what would have happened. Although the patient is out of danger now, there might be sequelae. He should stay at the hospital for observation for a period of time.”
“Okay, I see. Thank you for your hard work.” A low, magnetic voice said. The voice was quiet and felt particularly powerful.
Luo Wencheng opened his eyes, a strange look flashing across his face. Did Lu Chong even follow him to the hospital?
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The door of the ward was pushed open, and Luo Wencheng immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor. It was deliberately soft, as if the man was worried that he would wake him up. The steps approached his bed.
Only then did Luo Wencheng move gently, as if he had just woken up. His eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.
As if his eyes were irritated by the light, he tilted his head uncomfortably and met a pair of eyes as deep and quiet as the sea.
Those eyes seemed to contain a myriad of complex emotions ebbing and flowing in them, and yet there seemed to be nothing, indifference and silence so complete that it was impossible to fathom.
Luo Wencheng was taken aback for a moment, staring at the man blankly without speaking.
Only then did Lu Chong speak: “I woke you up.” His tone was so calm that if Luo Wencheng didn’t know he had just walked through the gate of the ghosts, he would have thought he had just taken a nap.
He smiled faintly and was equally calm: “It’s you again.” He slowly closed his eyes and said with a sigh, “It seems that every time you see me I’m unlucky. It’s really embarrassing.”
His expression and tone were also very serene, as if he didn’t know that he had almost died. But because of his weak state, his voice was almost inaudible, with a different kind of hoarseness. The curvature of the corners of his mouth was very beautiful. It looked very well-behaved, but also very cool.
This was a complete indifference to one’s own life.
He was very different from the young man who was pestering people at the hotel a few hours ago to stay with him.
Lu Chong frowned suddenly: “Do you know that you nearly died?”
Luo Wencheng closed his eyes and remained motionless. His face was pale and handsome, and his thin eyebrows were weak and graceful. His black hair was scattered on the white pillow, and his smooth forehead made him look like a delicate sleeping beauty. He was too handsome, and too fragile.
The ripples in Lu Chong’s heart were so well suppressed that it was as if they had never been there. He could even fool himself, but when he saw the dying appearance of that young man, his heart jumped and the inexplicable anger he had been carrying for so long surged up.
He asked coldly: “You knew this would happen. Were you waiting to die?”
Being uncharacteristically coquettish and pestering, saying that he was afraid that he would not have a chance to see the stars, wishing him get what he desired and saying goodbye obediently; in retrospect, it was like the capricious, eternal farewell before going to death.
When he thought of this, Lu Chong’s heart filled with anger.
He lived in darkness all his life, his hands were stained with blood, but he had never involved innocent people, and he could not bear to see the contempt of others for life.
Clean, soft, young, beautiful lives, each one of them was a mercy from heaven.
He was like an old wanderer. No scenery in the world could make him willing to stay. The enthusiasm that was barely maintained in his body was all because of this beauty and hope.
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He looked at Luo Wencheng for a moment, then turned to leave: “I’m going to call a doctor.”
Luo Wencheng suddenly said, “Sir.”
He opened his eyes and stared at the man who was looking at him sideways.
Was he angry?
Why?
Was it contempt for the cowardice he had shown? Was it anger at him for not fighting, or…
Luo Wencheng had been testing this man, trying to decipher the other party a little more with every contact. Although he didn’t know why, he could be sure that Lu Chong had a soft spot for him.
His eyes were pleading: “Don’t go. Can you come closer?”
Lu Chong was silent for a moment, then made a few steps to return.
“What’s the matter?”
“Can you sit down?”
Lu Chong sat down on the edge of the bed.
Luo Wencheng showed a little smile, reached out and took Lu Chong’s hand, then guided the big, wide and powerful palm to his forehead.
“I have a headache.” There was a trace of grievance in his voice.
Maybe it was because Luo Wencheng’s mood changed too quickly and strangely, maybe it was because his frowning and aggrieved look appeared too pitiful at the moment, but Lu Chong froze and didn’t take away his hand. He stretched out his other hand and pressed the bedside bell: “The doctor will be here soon.”
Lu Chong’s hand covered Luo Wencheng’s eyes, revealing only the tip of his nose and his beautifully shaped but pale lips. Luo Wencheng’s face was very handsome, with a nice outline, smaller than that of an ordinary man but not feminine. However, at this moment only half of his face was exposed, and he suddenly looked childish.
Lu Chong could feel Luo Wencheng’s eyes rolling gently under his palm, either because of discomfort or in anxiety. Then Luo Wencheng suddenly moved, let go of his hand and hugged him around the waist. Lu Chong, who had never expected him to do this, failed to avoid him and was firmly held by him.
Luo Wencheng tightly wrapped his arms around the man’s lean waist, buried his face in the opponent’s abdomen, clinging to the soft cold clothing, and said in a small voice: “Hug.”
Lu Chong was stiff all over. His dark, deep eyes flashed with a hint of dismay. But when he heard the childish word, he felt vaguely amused and actually couldn’t bear to push the young man away.
He was probably not quite awake yet.
Lu Chong’s expression eased, and the ups and downs of anger in his heart finally turned into pity that he didn’t even realise at this moment. His hand paused in the air for a moment and finally was placed on Luo Wencheng’s head.
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