Silver Leaf Whale Chapter 39

old things

Chapter 39·Old things

Pang Jing took Qi Zhixuan to take a taxi home. He was no longer shaking as badly as he was at first, but when he held his hand, he still felt very cold.

The car was silent all the way, and Qi Zhixuan kept leaning against the window, wondering what he was thinking. Pang Jing wanted to ask, but he didn’t know how to ask, so he could only take his hand and put it in his arms, but he couldn’t keep it warm.

When he got home, Pang Jing poured a cup of hot water for Qi Zhixuan. His face looked very poor, his lips had no color, and his whole person was listless.

“Xiao Xuan, let’s take a nap, okay.” Qi Zhixuan’s eyes slowly moved to Pang Jing, nodded, and Pang Jing spread a quilt for him and fell asleep with him in his arms.

But in the middle of the night, Pang Jing woke up from the heat. He touched Qi Zhixuan’s hot body next to him. Pang Jing suddenly woke up and turned on the light to look at him. His cheeks were red and he was muttering something in his mouth. The sheets and quilts under him were soaked with sweat. He looked like he was fished out of the water.

Pang Jing hurriedly pulled out a thermometer and measured it for him. His fever reached 39 degrees Celsius.

He quickly found antipyretic medicine and fed it to Qi Zhixuan to help him cool down. However, not long after taking the medicine, Qi Zhixuan vomited out, including the medicine, water and what he had eaten at night. His face turned pale, which frightened Pang Whale.

“Xiao Xuan, let’s go to the hospital.” Not daring to delay any longer, he hurriedly wrapped Qi Zhixuan in a thick coat, picked him up and ran out, hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital’s emergency room.

“Do you have any underlying diseases or drug allergies?” In the hospital, the doctor drew Qi Zhixuan’s blood, took his temperature, and prescribed medicine for him.

Pang Whale shook his head. He was frustrated. He didn’t know. He didn’t know anything.

The doctor nodded and didn’t say much. He opened the suspension bottle and asked him to inject it first.

There was only an emergency room in the middle of the night, and the nurse found a bed for them. Qi Zhixuan was in a daze with a fever, and the nurse didn’t even know it hurt when the needle was inserted.

Pang Jing was watching over him. Seeing him frowning and closing his eyes, one couldn’t help but want to smooth his eyebrows. After taking the first bottle of medicine, his pale face softened a lot, but the temperature still didn’t drop. Pang Jing just stayed by the bed, staring at him carefully.

Qi Zhixuan seemed to have fallen into an endless nightmare. Liang Yuansheng’s face, which should have been sealed in memory, now floated vaguely in front of his eyes. The outline was clearly unclear, but the “Long time no see” sound was as sharp as a needle, piercing his eardrums over and over again, lingering.

Qi Zhixuan’s headache felt like it was about to split open, and the memories in his mind were jostling uncontrollably…

It seemed like he was back in those days again. He didn’t know where he was. It seemed to be his senior sister’s house, a hospital, or a school. He couldn’t remember it. Everything became very chaotic and messy. He only knew that his father was dead. It seemed like he was organizing a funeral. He was holding his photo and watching him fit into that small hole and be buried forever.

He seemed sad, but couldn’t shed a single tear. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn’t even whimper.

He felt like a stone, and the soil that buried his father seemed to suddenly turn towards him, covering his face and body heavily.

It turned out that the person buried in the cave was himself.

He didn’t know how long he had been in the dark, but his body became increasingly moist. Dense moss emerged from his skin and wrapped around his limbs and neck, making him unable to breathe.It was too stuffy and painful. He wanted to break away and cut open the sticky moss. As long as he cut a crack, he could breathe.

Fortunately, he really had a knife, so he cut it, and again, and again, but he couldn’t move it or break it free!Can’t get away!I can’t get away no matter what.

Until one time, he exhausted all his strength.

He finally felt a ray of cool wind penetrate into his body, but it hurt, it hurt so much. When he opened his eyes, there was a bright red in front of him.

I really want to go to that hole and it won’t hurt anymore…

The consciousness began to drift away, as if it was about to break away from this heavy body… The scene of Christmas Eve came into my mind. Snowflakes fell on my face, feeling cool. There was a bustling crowd around me. A vague figure came very close, handed him a red apple, and asked him in a gentle voice, “Do you want to eat it?”

“No! No! No!”

He desperately wanted to refuse, but his body stretched out his hand uncontrollably. The man leaned close to his ear and let out a harsh laugh, which bit by bit got into his mind, giving him a splitting headache. He squatted down holding his head in pain. At this moment, fireworks suddenly exploded above his head——

“Ah——!”

Qi Zhixuan opened his eyes suddenly, his harsh laughter disappeared instantly, his heart beat wildly, and he couldn’t stop breathing heavily.

“Sorry, sorry!” The nurse’s panicked apology came from the side. It turned out that she accidentally knocked over the iron medicine tray, and the sound of metal collision woke him up.

“Xiao Xuan, what’s wrong?” Pang Jing wanted to help the nurse pick up things, but found that Qi Zhixuan was awakened by the sound. Seeing his frightened appearance, his heart clenched instantly and he rushed to the bedside.

Qi Zhixuan’s skin was peeling, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Pang Jing wiped it for him and touched it again. Fortunately, he was no longer burning.

“Drink some water.” Pang Jing sat on the edge of the bed, gently lifted him up and leaned against him, opened a bottle of water and handed it over.

Qi Zhixuan took it and glanced around blankly, remembering that he was very uncomfortable at night, so Pang Jing probably took him to the hospital.

He drank water in small sips and did not fall asleep again. He just leaned against the bed quietly and watched the drops from the infusion tube falling into his body one by one.

Pang Jing didn’t say a word, but just stayed with him quietly. When the sky lit up through the cracks in the curtains, the medicine bottle was finished. The doctor checked and said that the fever had subsided and there was nothing serious, and he could go home.

When the two returned home, Pang Jing changed the dirty sheets and quilts from yesterday and asked Qi Zhixuan to lie down and rest on the bed. He also remembered that he had vomited yesterday and his stomach must be empty. After putting him down, he turned to the kitchen to make porridge.

Qi Zhixuan leaned on the bedside, watching Pang Jing skillfully washing and washing rice, and taking something from the refrigerator and cutting it. His tall figure stood under the soft light, and he suddenly felt at ease. He didn’t know whether it was because the porridge was too fragrant or because he was too tired, so he fell asleep again.

“Ding dong – ding dong – ding dong ding dong -”

The doorbell rang suddenly, one after another, very quickly.

Pang Whale hurriedly walked from the kitchen to open the door.

He had just discovered that Qi Zhixuan was asleep, and thought about keeping the porridge warm first and eating it when he woke up. As soon as he arrived in the kitchen, he was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

Standing at the door was a girl in her twenties, wearing a thin camel-colored cashmere coat. She had a slender figure and a beautiful face, but her face looked obviously haggard, and her eyes were still full of red bloodshot eyes.

She looked up and saw Pang Jing, and was stunned for two seconds, then asked eagerly: “Is Qi Zhixuan at home?”

Pang Whale nodded, “He’s sleeping inside.”

The man didn’t bother to change his shoes, and rushed into the bedroom with high heels. When he saw Qi Zhixuan sleeping soundly on the bed, he moved closer and confirmed that the quilt was rising and falling slightly with his breathing. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, quietly left the room, and closed the door.

It wasn’t until this moment that she remembered to change her shoes. Pang Jing got her a pair of slippers, poured a glass of water, went to the kitchen to keep the porridge warm, and took a mop from the bathroom, slowly mopping the floor clean.

The man just sat on the couch and watched him do all this.

“I am Zhu Mingyue, Qi Zhixuan’s senior sister.” Zhu Mingyue took a sip of water and spoke first.

“Well, I guessed it.” Pang Jing also knew that Zhu Mingyue would often call her to report that she was safe. He had heard this several times and knew that the relationship between the two was like family.

There was only one side of the sofa. Pang Whale sat down on the floor opposite the coffee table and slowly said, “I…”

“Well, I know you.” Zhu Mingyue knew this person, but she didn’t expect to see him at Qi Zhixuan’s house.

“What’s wrong with him? His face looks very bad.” Zhu Mingyue asked again.

“We went out to eat together yesterday and met someone. His mood became very bad. Then he had a fever at night. I took him to the hospital. He just came back, but the doctor said he was fine.” Pang Jing rubbed his hands on his pants. He was a little nervous facing Qi Zhixuan, who was almost his only family member.

Is this how you meet someone?Zhu Mingyue’s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought of Liang Yuansheng’s damn little red guy. She really wanted to curse him, but she still pretended to be calm and replied, “Oh, okay, I have nothing else to do. I just thought of calling him yesterday to ask him not to forget to go back to Haicheng for a follow-up check, but he couldn’t get through. I’m going to see him today.”

Last night, Zhu Mingyue remembered that Qi Zhixuan had not come to Haicheng for a follow-up checkup after the Chinese New Year, and wanted to remind him, but no one answered the phone, and finally the phone was turned off. She was so worried that she would explode, so she bought the earliest flight in the early morning and flew over. It was not until she saw that he was okay that her heart dropped.

Pang Jing quickly pulled out Qi Zhixuan’s cell phone. Sure enough, it was out of power and turned off. He plugged in the charger and looked up at Zhu Mingyue. After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked what he was hiding in his heart: “Sister Zhu… I want to ask, what happened to Xiao Xuan? What happened to the reexamination?”

From Qi Zhixuan being provoked by Liang Yuansheng last night to losing his temper, to the inexplicable scars on his hands, and the abnormalities in the pet hospital, all the questions were gathered together, why, why exactly, why is this happening, is he sick, what is wrong with him, is it serious, and can he do something about it.

Sometimes he really, really doesn’t know how he can help him.

“Ahem…” Zhu Mingyue cleared her throat and asked, “What, do you like Qi Zhixuan?”

Pang Jing looked at each other, and Zhu Mingyue’s eyes were calm, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if waiting for his answer.

Pang Jing withdrew his gaze and nodded dejectedly, “But he hasn’t agreed to be with me yet.” He slowly lowered his head.

“Qi Zhixuan allows you to live in his place, and I heard that he even painted you. These two points can already prove that he has a good impression of you.” Zhu Mingyue straightened her hair and looked at the many extra things in this house, even a cat. When she came here before, she wanted to buy something for him but was rejected, as if she was leaving at any time. But now, it really feels like home.

Pang Jing lowered his head and immediately raised it, his eyes brightened a lot. Of course he knew that Qi Zhixuan had a crush on him, but he had never agreed, and sometimes he couldn’t help but doubt himself. But now that he has Zhu Mingyue’s approval, he feels a lot more at ease.

“Since you are so destined, I should let you know, so that you don’t have to be together. You were happy at the time, but if one day you feel that he is in trouble and leave him alone, it will be my brother who will be hurt.” Zhu Mingyue’s expression suddenly became serious.

“I won’t…” Pang Jing wanted to argue after hearing Zhu Mingyue’s words, but was interrupted by Zhu Mingyue raising her hand.

“You don’t need to make any bold words here. I don’t believe them. It depends on what you do.”

Zhu Mingyue didn’t believe these nonsense, but Liang’s mouth was good at talking, and the result was good, as she deceived her brother.

Pang Jing nodded and said no more, and Zhu Mingyue began to talk to him about those old things.

Calculating their ages, Zhu Mingyue and Qi Zhixuan have known each other for almost 20 years. Her parents are engaged in art investment. They met Zimmer at work and they hit it off. Qi Zhixuan’s parents were still there at that time, and their children were not much different in age. The two families often met together.Maybe it was the influence of the atmosphere of the Qi family that made Zhu Mingyue want to go out together. Unlike her businessman parents, Zhu Mingyue has a different pursuit of art itself. She studied painting under Zimmer since she was a child. Her parents are busy and live in the Qi family all year round. She is no different from the second child of the Qi family.

Later, Qi Zhixuan lost his mother at a young age. Her soft-tempered brother was the most sentimental and could not bear the pain of losing his mother. He would cry every time he thought about it. Then he fell ill again. She and Qi’s father coaxed him for almost half a year and took good care of him, and then she gradually saw his smiling face.

Later they all grew up, and her junior brother grew up from a crying little dumpling to a handsome one. He was taller than her and was very popular in school. Zhu Mingyue went abroad for further study after graduation and was away from the country for many years. Unexpectedly, something big happened. Her younger brother was framed by her boyfriend for plagiarizing Bishe and faced punishment. Her master was suspended for spreading rumors about power and money transactions, and even died in a car accident.

Almost the same day, Zhu Mingyue dropped her studies and rushed back to China.

But what she saw when she came back was a haggard, lifeless man. This was her younger brother who was as smart and cute as a precious plant…

Accompanying him to finish Master’s funeral affairs, it seemed that he finally couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed. When he woke up, he was confused every day, talking to himself, and even hurting himself.

Even if she found someone to take care of him 24 hours a day, it was impossible to prevent her. On a sunny afternoon, her junior brother, the most soft and timid child, actually cut his body open.

When Qi Zhixuan woke up, Zhu Mingyue was sleeping beside his bed. He moved his fingers slightly, and Zhu Mingyue woke up and quickly called the doctor.

The doctor checked that there was nothing serious for the time being, and told him not to touch the wound with water, and to eat more nutritious food. People are too thin, and it is not easy for the wound to recover.

Zhu Mingyue turned to look at the person on the hospital bed, who was leaning against the head of the bed weakly, with thick gauze wrapped around his wrists, his eyes were vacant, and he was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.

She suddenly stood up and slapped him hard.

Zhu’s father and mother were so frightened that they quickly grabbed their daughter. Zhu Mingyue yelled at him, “Qi Zhixuan! What are you thinking about? Are you crazy? How can you…” As he said this, he started crying again.

Qi Zhixuan covered his face, slowly turned his eyes, and looked at Zhu Mingyue. She was such a high-spirited person, but at this time she was a little disheveled, crying and scolding him.

Qi Zhixuan’s heart suddenly felt painful again, yes…how could he…how could he…

“Sister…” Qi Zhixuan suddenly called out. Maybe he hadn’t spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse.

Zhu Mingyue suddenly stopped crying and ran over to hold his hand in disbelief, calling him “Xiao Xuan.”

“Sister…I…I don’t have a father anymore…”

He seemed to suddenly wake up from the chaos of sleeping for a long time, only to see the wounds all over his body, and he burst into tears in pain.

Zhu Mingyue held him in distress and cried together. Since then, he really woke up, actively cooperated with the doctor’s treatment, talked to others, and went on trips. He sent Zhu Mingyue postcards every now and then, and finally opened a store in Beijing. Except that he could not draw, everything seemed to be back to normal.

But only Zhu Mingyue knows that he has changed. He hides his softest tissue like a clam shell, avoids taking the initiative to socialize, avoid investing in emotions, and takes the initiative to marginalize. He is no longer the innocent and carefree Qi Zhixuan before.