Teacher, Can You Leave Me Alone?/C200 External Head 5 Is Alive(2)
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C200 External Head 5 Is Alive(2)

About Yan Xuan, about him and his relationship... His relationship with Sun Group, as well as his own outstanding talent... Qi Mingyu heard from the young nurses that it was true and false, whether it was true or false, whether it was true or false. The more it spread, the more mysterious it became. Qi Mingyu could not help but be curious. He followed his friends from Sheng Wu Media to find out what was going on. Who would want to know more? The more he knew, the more interesting it became.

What kind of relationship was it to be able to reach such a stage for a woman who was more than ten years older than him? If it was love, he had tried his best to prevent a romantic marriage from breaking up. He had begged Lyi Faang in front of everyone to not leave the affectionate relationship. What kind of love was so selfless? Was that family love? But they were not related. It was said that before his debut, he did not know any warmth. At most, when he first debuted, love sang his song red. It allowed his star path to smoothly become like a fish in water, quickly becoming popular. So it was a favor? A favor from a drop of water that could be repaid with a spring of water? But to repay a favor was a bit too exaggerated. From what he had done, it was simply for the sake of warmth, and it didn't matter at all... Could it be the goddess in the depths of her heart?

Qi Mingyu finished looking at the various indicators recorded by the nurse and looked at the pale and weak Yan Xuan on the hospital bed. He felt that he had eaten his fill. A bunch of things in his own family was not enough to bother him. He actually had time to bother other people's family matters.

"Hey, I know you are awake." Qi Mingyu put the record card back at the end of the bed and pulled the curtains open. Today was a sunny day, and the dazzling light instantly shone into the single room. Yan Xuan, who was half-open on the bed, instinctively frowned. "Don't put on an expression as if everyone owes you money all day. A big man is so depressed. Don't you find it ugly? "

..." " Yan Xuan lifted his eyes and looked at him. He ignored his ridicule and pursed his dry and cracked lips. He turned his body sideways with some difficulty, his back facing the sun.

"Well, I won't say words of advice. I will only tell you. The beds here are tight. Don't take them all day with a clear conscience. Make it so that others won't be able to move in. You should stop complaining about yourself. There are many people in this world who are more pitiful than you. How can you live like this? "Qi Mingyu's original intention was to hope that he could pull himself together and get better quickly. After all, it was not good for his stomach to take anti-fever medicine and water repeatedly. There were already some who were bad enough, so he would continue to spoil them. It could only be said that the odds were against him.

However, that night, he just came down from two consecutive surgeries. He was so tired that his back ached. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Then, he saw the head nurse rushing over to tell him that... Yan Xuan was gone. He really could not imagine that the half-dead guy could get off the bed and walk. In fact, he could even imagine that the half-dead guy could get off the bed and walk. He avoided the nurse and walked so quietly until the nurse made ward rounds at night and found out... The blanket on the bed was cold and she did not know how long she had been gone.

"His condition is still not good. What kind of stimulation did he receive that he suddenly said he would leave?" The head nurse grumbled on the ground, while the "instigator" of the stimulation by the side obediently shut his mouth.

The indicator showed that Yan Xuan was still having a high fever and the condition of his stomach ulcer was serious. If he did not take a good rest, there was a possibility that his stomach would be punctured. The cabinet that was opened in the ward showed that he had changed into the patient's uniform. He only wore a light shirt that was stained with blood that day, and the suit that was left behind. It was wrinkled, dirty, and emitted a faint sour smell.

Many people knew that Yan Xuan had a mild mysophobia.

But it was already autumn. It was autumn, and it was cold. Wasn't it courting death to walk on the streets with a shirt? Furthermore, people with fever were afraid of the cold, and Yan Xuan's ragged stomach could not withstand the erosion of the cold. So, in other words, as a doctor who hung the benevolent heart of a doctor on his mouth all day long and upheld the traditional virtue of China, was he indirectly forcing the patient who he had saved with great difficulty to death?

Qi Mingyu's face darkened, and he did not even bother to eat dinner. He changed his clothes and left the hospital. The places Yan Xuan could go were the company, the hotel, and Seven Mile Street. Qi Mingyu. He found the old building on Seven Mile Street from the most possible places. He knocked on the door, but Yan Xuan was not there. After that, he asked his friend in Sheng Hope and found out that Yan Xuan did not return to the company. He also asked his other friends to check the information of a few hotels in B City. Yan Xuan was not there. Of course, he would not think that Yan Xuan disappeared from the face of the earth because of this, because there was another possibility. That was, Yan Xuan did not go anywhere and just wandered on the street. He didn't know what to do.

It was obviously very difficult to find a lonely ghost in such a big city. However, Qi Mingyu really didn't want to read the newspaper the next day and blame himself for the rest of his life when he saw the news of a man freezing to death on the street. So he had to drive his Audi and look at the blurry faces under the street lights at a turtle speed. He was looking for that damn guy who had disappeared.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Dr. Qi, who cherished time like gold, searched for more than two hours. His phone, which was placed at the side, suddenly vibrated. The unfamiliar number made him slightly confused, but he still quickly picked up the phone with Bluetooth.

"Cough, cough... Cough, cough, cough, cough..." The sound of the wind on the other side of the phone was very loud. A series of dull coughs made Qi Mingyu step on the brakes and park the car by the roadside.

"Yan Xuan? Is that you? Where the f * ck are you?" Holding the phone, Qi Mingyu suppressed his burning anger and asked in a "kind" tone.

"You're right, cough... There are many pitiful people in this world..." Yan Xuan's hoarse voice came intermittently from the phone, accompanied by choking coughs and panting. "I suddenly don't want to die... Do you want to save me again, cough cough cough..."

After asking for the address, Qi Mingyu hung up the phone while cursing. He turned around 180 degrees and drove to where Yan Xuan was. When he arrived at the place, Qi Mingyu got off the car and looked around. When he found Yan Xuan at a remote grocery store at the entrance of the alley, he only felt that his anger had been extinguished by a basin of cold water, and he was frozen on the spot, unable to move.

The grocery store in front of him was in a complete mess. Under the street lights, the bright red paint splashed on the entrance of the store, shocking everyone. The shelves and shelves in the store were smashed to pieces and pushed down. The goods fell to the ground in a mess. A woman with red paint on her body was busy cleaning up inside. She picked up some things that could still be used. Yan Xuan sat on the ground by the side of the shop. His face was pale, and the corner of his mouth was slightly stained with blood. He looked terrible. However, he was carrying a child about two or three years old in his arms. The child had fallen asleep. He was wearing his shirt, and his upper body was naked. If one looked carefully, one would see a reddish-purple color on his shoulder. It was shockingly deep.

"What's going on?" Although Qi Mingyu was not a good man, such a scene still made him slightly moved. He squatted down, took off his coat, and handed it to Yan Xuan. He took the sleeping child into his arms. Seeing Yan Xuan slowly and laboriously put on his coat, he coughed a few more times.

"Eh? Are you the doctor mentioned by this gentleman?" Before Yan Xuan could reply, the young mother heard the noise and walked out. She apologetically took the child from Qi Mingyu's arms, pointed at Yan Xuan and said hurriedly, "Please take him to the hospital quickly. I am really worried about him. But I'm also afraid that 120 people will come and see my shop and cause the police to attack. "

"Mm, the child has a fever. Come with me to the hospital." Qi Mingyu sighed and looked at the three people in front of him who were in a sorry state. He did not know what kind of relationship Yan Xuan had with the mother and daughter.

In fact, Yan Xuan had nothing to do with the mother and daughter.

In the car, the young mother told Qi Mingyu that her husband owed a gambling debt. The creditor found a hooligan to ask for money. If he couldn't get it, he would splash paint on the shop. She didn't notice when Yan Xuan appeared. She only knew that her daughter was almost hit by a stick in the chaos. It was Yan Xuan who protected the child in his arms and took a hit. Then he threw a few punches and kicks to chase away the hooligan. She originally thought that he was very powerful. He did not expect that once the hooligan ran away, he would not be able to take it. He fell straight to the ground. He kept coughing, and his body was also frighteningly hot.

... "" Qi Mingyu looked at the man who had fallen asleep on the passenger seat. There was something wrong with his brain. Or was it some kind of inexplicable heroism? He only had a breath left, but he still had time to meddle in other people's business!

"Thank you very much!"

This seemingly absurd matter quickly ended. After the child's fever subsided, the woman thanked them for hurriedly leaving and continued to face her bumpy fate. That slender figure did not appear weak or timid. Although Yan Xuan had pharyngitis as Qi Mingyu had expected, he unexpectedly pulled himself together. He took the medicine very cooperatively for a check-up, actively treated, and obediently rested. Although he was still depressed and did not like to talk, his complexion was obviously getting better day by day. All the indicators were also recovering, after a week. The fever was completely gone. Another week... The stomach ulcer also improved a lot. In another week, he would be discharged soon.

Qi Mingyu thought that this was because Yan Xuan had learned from others that life was not easy. He should not have given up so easily. Finally, he walked out of the haze and decided to pull himself together again. He wanted to live a good life. However, he never thought that Yan Xuan would be so stubborn that it made people's hair stand on end. This "opening up" was not something that came out of the haze, but the moment he saw the hooligan splash paint on the woman. He thought of the warmth of being splashed with sulfuric acid, and thought that he still had a clue to chase after, so he had just left the hospital. Then he stepped into the dirty bar and club and continued to seek death!

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