flameout

Chapter 31

Qi Peisheng did what he said, and for the next few days, he really came to the hospital every night to stay with Ji Yue for a while, and even came early one day, and brought Ji Yue home after dinner.

Ji Yue spends most of his daily time waiting. He is taciturn and silent, sitting by the window and looking at the square downstairs, whether there are familiar black cars coming in.

He no longer thought about whether he could have such a complicated and unreachable problem as Qi Peisheng, Ji Yue felt content to be able to stay with Qi Peisheng for a while every day.

It's just that he occasionally wonders whether it's really so important for Qi Peisheng to heal himself, so that Qi Peisheng has been so busy that he still has to find time to come here every day.

But no matter what he thinks, Ji Yue is powerless to intervene. He has already disappointed Qi Peisheng in many things. At this time, the only hope is that he can at least fulfill Qi Peisheng's expectations in terms of illness and get better as soon as possible.

When Qi Peisheng is away, Ji Yue usually thinks wildly like this for a while, and it is easy to wait until noon, and then the small stove food arranged by Qi Peisheng will be delivered, and the wait in the afternoon will be much longer, because he does not know when the end will be, Knowing whether and when Qi Peisheng will come today, he will feel uncomfortable at this time.

He refrained from avoiding many emotional forbidden areas related to Qi Peisheng, fabricated a dreamy and perfect situation, immersed in it, Qi Peisheng filled the huge hole of death, Ji Yue seemed to be floating on the sparkling sea every day, drifting with the current, like Dreamlike.

But today, Qi Peisheng didn't come until the sky outside was completely dark and the street lights downstairs reflected on the windows.

When the nurse brought the food upstairs, Ji Yue was still staring out of the window. He didn't even turn on the light, and stayed quietly by the window, like a lifeless ornament.

"Mr. Ji, it's time to eat."

The nurse turned on the light, and Ji Yue came back to his senses when he heard the sound. He looked up and saw that it was the nurse. The door of the ward was still closed, and no one came in suddenly.

"... Oh." Ji Yue swallowed with difficulty, answered, turned his head to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, his heartbeat suddenly became very fast, and the strong uneasiness broke through the suppressed line of defense, pounding in his chest.

After the meal, the nurse took away the bowls and chopsticks, and Ji Yue stayed in the room alone for a short time. He took out his mobile phone, and the sweat on his fingertips even wet the screen. There was no news from the company, and also, every move of the big boss, How will not everyone know.Ji Yue let out a staggering breath, he thought, it's nothing, he's getting better these days, he feels really relieved and happy, Mr. really doesn't need to come every day, he's busy, so he won't come today, which is also very good normal.

Ji Yue comforted himself, and he thought again, he hasn't taken the medicine at night, he will take the medicine in a while, and then go to bed early, the husband may come tomorrow after finishing his work.

He was in a hurry for a while, wanted to get medicine, couldn't help holding his phone all the time, and wanted to go directly to the bathroom to wash up, until the nurse packed up the tableware and returned to the ward. Seeing his appearance, he was a little surprised and asked, "Ji Sir, what are you doing?"

Ji Yue was startled, the thing in his hand fell to the ground, and the glass was smashed to pieces. Before he recovered, the nurse rushed over immediately.

"Don't move, I'll take care of it, you should take a rest first."

Ji Yue was taken aback, and obediently went back to the sofa and sat down. Before the curtains could be drawn, it seemed to be raining lightly outside the house, and there were wet water marks on the window. He subconsciously looked out the window, but it was dark outside. What he could see most clearly was the light reflected on the glass in the room. He saw the busy nurse behind him, and then he spread his palm to look at his own, because he held it too hard, and there was a little bit of it left on it. Glass marks.

Ji Yue felt flustered, it wasn't like he himself was submerged in the water, the suffocation was intense, as if someone had strangled his throat, he opened his mouth, his nose fluttered, his hands dropped powerlessly, his eyes went dark, and he fell down all of a sudden down.

A second before losing consciousness, Ji Yue's hand feebly grabbed the air, and he thought feebly, why can't I do anything well?

He didn't pass out for a long time, even before the doctor on duty came, Ji Yue woke up. The doctor on duty arranged for him to breathe oxygen for a while, and then asked him to take the medicine.

Ji Yue nodded, but stopped the doctor on duty before he left, and said softly: "Doctor, what happened today... can you, don't tell Director Qi?"

"This...Mr. Ji, you are a patient of the president of the sect. I have to report to him truthfully to see if he needs to change your medicine. As for Director Qi, you Don't worry, I won't talk about it." The doctor on duty said slowly with a look of embarrassment on his face.

What the doctor meant was that he couldn't help himself. Ji Yue said it, and he knew that even Zong Lin might not dare to hide it for him.

He lay on the bed and closed his eyes for a short rest, but his heart was still in a mess. He felt that he needed Qi Peisheng, and needed a little comfort by making a phone call. However, the repeated attacks of anxiety made him loathe himself. Impulsive, I didn't even notice, my nails almost scratched my palm.

Ji Yue thought, Mr. Qi is not an irresponsible person, if he didn't come today and didn't say in advance, it must be because he was busy at work, Ji Yue didn't want to disturb him at this time.But even thinking this way, Ji Yue couldn't help curling up into a small ball, he hugged himself, and gasped slightly tremblingly.

He couldn't control himself, thinking about that in case.

What if?

What if Mr. Qi thinks he's better, so he can let him stay here to fend for himself?

What if Mr. Qi just doesn't want him anymore, and another Xiao Yue is sent to his door just like himself back then?

Even younger than him, healthier than him...

Ji Yue even hopes that at this moment, the extra self can disappear.He thought again, why didn't Ji Minghui take him with him when he left?

Even though the oxygen tube was inserted, Ji Yue felt it was difficult to breathe, like a big pendulum in his heart, flying faster and higher in the air, wrapped in the quilt, almost trembling convulsively.