Chapter 20: Coercion

    These past few days, Shen Xingyang had been feeling puzzled.

    Song Yichen had been paying even more attention to his illness lately, coming over every day to check on his physical condition.

    “Have you been feeling discomfort in your lower back recently?”

    Song Yichen noticed that Shen Xingyang would occasionally rub his lower back when sitting down, as well as when getting up, and he also seemed to be walking with some difficulty.

    Previously, Shen Xingyang had gotten into a squabble with Xiao Qi at the company and had gotten into a small fight, accidentally falling and hurting his back.

    It wasn’t very serious, and only Song Yichen had noticed that he was feeling discomfort in his back.

    “Lie down, let me take a look.”

    Seeing that he wasn’t saying anything, Song Yichen knew that Shen Xingyang was truly experiencing back pain.

    Shen Xingyang nodded and lay flat on the bed.

    Song Yichen was immediately caught between laughter and tears, “Turn over.”

    Did Shen Xingyang not know whether the pain was in his front or back?

    Shen Xingyang’s face instantly flushed red, and he hurriedly turned over, burying his head.

    How embarrassing, what was he doing? Muddled-headed, Song Yichen was probably laughing at him for being stupid in his heart.

    “Does it hurt here?”

    Song Yichen lifted up his clothes and saw a patch of bruising on his lower back, looking like it had been there for a few days, assuming he had bumped into something sharp.

    “Mmm.”

    Song Yichen covered him up with his clothes, “I’ll go get the medicine.”

    Song Yichen said, jumping off the bed in a few steps and running to his room to get the medicine.

    Before long, Song Yichen returned. Throughout the entire process, Shen Xingyang obediently lay on the bed.

    “It would be helpful to rub away some of the bruising on your body, do you mind?”

    Shen Xingyang shook his head. Song Yichen, having received permission, carefully straddled Shen Xingyang’s legs, but did not actually sit on Shen Xingyang’s body.

    “It’s going to hurt a little, bear with it.”

    Bruises need to be rubbed to disperse them. This bruise had been there for too many days and might require a significant amount of force.

    Shen Xingyang didn’t say anything, still a little scared.

    “Hiss…” It hurts so much.

    Shen Xingyang made a small sound from the pain, his hand clutching the bedsheet, his face flushed from holding it in.

    “Does it hurt a lot?”

    Song Yichen asked despite already knowing. He knew Shen Xingyang was in pain, but he couldn’t reduce the force, because if it was too light, the bruise wouldn’t disperse, and the bruise would continue to spread, becoming increasingly serious.

    “Continue.”

    It was indeed quite painful, but it hadn’t reached the point of being unbearable.

    Song Yichen had no choice but to continue pressing. Finally, after more than ten minutes, it was finally over. Shen Xingyang was paralyzed on the bed from the pain, not moving at all.

    “How is it?”

    Song Yichen helped him pull down his clothes, asking with a smile.

    “Still alive.”

    Shen Xingyang had a look of hopelessness, as if he had no expectations left.

    “Who told you not to tell me when you first bumped into it, you’re just suffering for your own mistakes.”

    Song Yichen covered him with the blanket and placed the medicine on the bedside table.

    “Remember to use it tomorrow before you go to the company.”

    Shen Xingyang nodded, “Thank you, Doctor Song.” Shen Xingyang’s head was buried in the pillow, his voice sounding muffled.

    Hearing his thanks, Song Yichen felt particularly uncomfortable, feeling so estranged. Would Shen Xingyang say thank you to Shen Jinjue? Would he say thank you to Yin Yan? Was he just an outsider!

    Gu Ze’s method was useless, it’s been so long, and he hadn’t seen any change in Shen Xingyang’s attitude towards him.

    “Hello, hello…”

    “A-Yang.”

    Shen Xingyang received the transfer from the front desk. Just as he was about to report his identity, he heard Yin Yan’s voice. Shen Xingyang hurriedly wanted to hang up the phone.

    “A-Yang, meet me once, afterwards, whether you want to break up or make up with me, I’ll listen to you.”

    The other party finished speaking and hung up the phone, not giving Shen Xingyang any opportunity to speak.

    Shen Xingyang frowned, he knew that Yin Yan wouldn’t give up so easily.

    Shen Xingyang thought for a moment, and irritably rubbed his forehead. Knowing that he couldn’t escape, he still decided to go.

    But he sent Xiao Qi the location in advance, hoping that Yin Yan at this time wasn’t as crazy as he was in his previous life.

    Shen Xingyang arrived at the place where he and Yin Yan used to live, but there was no one there, and the unease grew stronger.

    Suddenly, a hand grabbed him from behind, and something covered his mouth. He struggled forcefully, and soon lost consciousness.

    When he woke up again, he found himself completely naked, with his hands and feet tied to the four corners of the bed.

    “Yin Yan…”

    Yin Yan was a madman, did he not want his career, his future?

    Hearing the sound, Yin Yan walked in.

    Looking at Shen Xingyang in this state, he only felt extremely satisfied.

    “A-Yang.”

    Yin Yan said, touching Shen Xingyang’s face, the expression on his face filling Shen Xingyang with unparalleled fear.

    Every time in his previous life when Yin Yan wanted to force himself on him, he had this expression.

    “Yin Yan, let me go, do you want to ruin your future?”

    Yin Yan pinched Shen Xingyang’s face, stuffing his fingers into Shen Xingyang’s mouth.

    “A-Yang, what’s the point of a future without you.”

    “A-Yang, I don’t understand, we were clearly doing so well, why did you want to break up? Ever since you were hospitalized that one time, you’ve been so cold to me, and even deliberately scheming against me, I’ve endured all of this, but you shouldn’t have brought up breaking up.”

    Yin Yan said to himself, but his fingers were making Shen Xingyang very uncomfortable, making him want to vomit.

    Yin Yan took his hand out and began to take off his own clothes.

    Realizing what Yin Yan wanted to do, Shen Xingyang struggled non-stop, “Yin Yan, don’t…”

    Yin Yan had already approached him, his whole body’s heat like an open flame, constantly roasting Shen Xingyang.

    “Yin Yan, my body can’t handle it, please, let me go, okay?”

    Shen Xingyang was almost crying, the unbearable memories of his previous life constantly flooding into his mind. At this moment, it seemed that these things had all merged together.

    “A-Yang, you’re lying to me again. Do you think I don’t know that you’re colluding with Song Yichen to deceive me?”

    After Yin Yan finished speaking, he wiped away the tears on Shen Xingyang’s face, “You know, there are many times when I won’t be soft-hearted towards you.”

    Shen Xingyang was going crazy, he hated the reaction of his own body, and even more hated Yin Yan for causing him to have that reaction.

    Yin Yan was very satisfied with Shen Xingyang’s reaction, constantly kissing Shen Xingyang.

    Shen Xingyang clenched his hands tightly. He no longer begged Yin Yan, nor did he struggle anymore, “Yin Yan, I don’t care anymore. Isn’t it just you forcing me to death again?”

    Shen Xingyang closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to Yin Yan’s movements, but his body was trembling uncontrollably.

    Yin Yan stopped his movements, looking at Shen Xingyang in confusion, “What do you mean by that?”

    Shen Xingyang didn’t say anything. At this moment, Song Yichen’s voice came from outside the door.

    Yin Yan suddenly smiled, “It’s Song Yichen. What if he sees it? Let him know who you truly belong to.”

    Shen Xingyang looked at Yin Yan in shock, “Yin Yan, you madman.”

    “That’s right, I’ve long been crazy. The moment you said break up, I was completely crazy.”

    Yin Yan didn’t say any more, forcefully grabbing Shen Xingyang, wanting to take the final step.

    “Yin Yan, don’t treat me like this.”

    Shen Xingyang was crying and sobbing. He would die. If Song Yichen saw this scene, he would only be able to jump from the rooftop again. He couldn’t accept it. Even if the people he cared about were alive now, and he had a good future, he couldn’t accept that these things had ever happened.

    Thinking this, Shen Xingyang coughed violently, his vision filled with red blood. His breathing was also very heavy, and the medical wristband was emitting a piercing alarm.

    Yin Yan was also frightened. He didn’t expect Shen Xingyang to suddenly be like this. How could Shen Xingyang vomit so much blood?

    He hurriedly untied Shen Xingyang’s hands, quickly put on his own clothes, and then held Shen Xingyang in his arms.

    “What’s wrong with you?”

    Shen Xingyang gasped loudly, his face twisted from the pain. Before long, Shen Xingyang lost consciousness.

    “A-Yang.”

    Yin Yan had seen Shen Xingyang fall ill many times, but never as terrifying as this time. In the past, it was always fainting or chest pain, but this time, he couldn’t breathe at all, and his face was pale from the pain, clutching his chest, looking extremely painful.

    “Shen Xingyang.”

    Song Yichen also saw the notification on his phone, Shen Xingyang’s heart had suddenly stopped.

    He forcefully kicked open the door. Seeing the scene inside the room, he almost didn’t have time to bother with Yin Yan, stepping forward to push Yin Yan away and starting to perform CPR on Shen Xingyang.

    Yin Yan was at a loss, how could this be? He had clearly asked Doctor Yan, who said it was okay, just not for too long, but he hadn’t even started yet.

    “Shen Xingyang.”

    Song Yichen continuously performed CPR, and then performed artificial respiration, constantly checking Shen Xingyang’s pulse.

    Shen Xingyang still hadn’t woken up, and Song Yichen’s hands were trembling. There wasn’t even time for him to feel sad, he was only focused on saving Shen Xingyang.

    Finally, when Song Yichen went to check Shen Xingyang’s pulse again, it had recovered, and his heart rate had also recovered.

    “Shen Xingyang.”

    But Shen Xingyang still hadn’t woken up. Song Yichen picked up Shen Xingyang, blanket and all, and ran outside, placing him in the car and driving towards the hospital.

    “Shen Xingyang…”

    Throughout the entire process, Song Yichen was calling Shen Xingyang’s name, but there was no response.

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