TSBIR Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Song Yichen is Angry

After the injection, Shen Xingyang felt much better and fell asleep again.

When Shen Xingyang woke up this time, he felt much more comfortable. The various instruments on his body had also been removed. He looked at his medical wristband, and both his heart rate and temperature had stabilized.

However, there was no one in the room. Shen Xingyang was about to get up when Gu Ze walked in.

“How are you feeling?”

Shen Xingyang nodded, “I feel great.” Except for a slight pain at the site where the intravenous catheter was inserted.

Shen Xingyang’s voice was still hoarse, but he was much more awake. For the past few days, he had been half-asleep, feeling confused.

Gu Ze raised his eyebrows, “How could you not be? My brother hasn’t closed his eyes for days and nights, taking care of you. Your body is special, and every medicine he used on you was checked over and over again before he dared to use it.”

Shen Xingyang’s condition had been quite critical this time. Although it wasn’t as serious as the last time, the impact was still significant. He didn’t know what Shen Xingyang had done to bring his body, which Song Yichen had painstakingly nurtured, back to square one.

And luckily, it was Song Yichen. If it had been anyone else, it would have been another full-blown emergency rescue.

Shen Xingyang frowned. He was at fault this time. He hadn’t expected it to be so severe. He had only wanted to catch a common cold so that Yin Yan wouldn’t kiss him so easily.

But he hadn’t expected to overestimate himself. The low temperature had caused him to lose consciousness and fall asleep in the cold water. Over time, coupled with the sudden high temperature, his heart couldn’t handle it.

“Where is he now?”

Shen Xingyang wanted to kowtow to Song Yichen and apologize. He really hadn’t meant to undo all of Song Yichen’s efforts.

“He’s sleeping. Wait for him to wake up before you go looking for him.”

Song Yichen hadn’t dared to close his eyes for the past few days until Shen Xingyang’s condition improved and he called him over to watch over him before he dared to rest.

Shen Xingyang nodded, his guilt growing stronger.

He thought of Yin Yan and quickly picked up his phone to check it. It was full of messages from Yin Yan, asking how he was.

He returned the call, and Yin Yan was relieved to hear his voice, saying that he would come to visit later.

Song Yichen had arrived shortly after Shen Xingyang fainted, and without saying a word, he took Shen Xingyang to the hospital and began treatment.

At that time, Yin Yan had been watching over him the whole time, but during that period, Shen Xingyang was drowsy and didn’t remember much.

Later, Shen Xingyang had improved somewhat, and thinking that the hospital environment was not suitable for his recovery, he had him taken back to Song Manor.

Throughout the whole process, Shen Xingyang didn’t have much memory, almost always in a semi-conscious state, very confused, or perhaps he was in too much pain at the time, so he didn’t have much of an impression.

After returning to Song Manor, Song Yichen used the excuse that Yin Yan was interfering with his treatment here and sent him away.

Yin Yan had no choice but to leave. In order to know Shen Xingyang’s condition, he could only keep calling and sending messages, and it wasn’t until today that he received a reply.

Listening to the course of events, Shen Xingyang completely ignored Yin Yan’s suffering during the process, only thinking about Song Yichen’s hard work and disappointment.

Yin Yan stayed with Shen Xingyang for a while. During that time, Song Yichen seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, and he couldn’t see Song Yichen’s shadow at all.

He also didn’t know if he still needed to take medicine. The intravenous catheter on his hand was very inconvenient, and he always bumped into it. Moreover, because it had been in his body for too long, the area next to that blood vessel had turned bluish-purple, and it hurt terribly.

“Yin Yan, it’s not very convenient for you to stay at Song Manor all the time. You should go back first! When I get better, I’ll go back to live there.”

Since Shen Xingyang had said so, Yin Yan couldn’t say anything more. He left a lot of things, explained some things, and then left.

That’s what he said, but Shen Xingyang immediately called Xiao Qi and asked him to find a way to distract Yin Yan.

After Yin Yan left, Shen Xingyang went to the hospital. If Song Yichen wouldn’t go back, he would take the initiative to find him. Surely Song Yichen would forgive him.

Led by Gu Ze, he arrived at Song Yichen’s office without any obstacles. Song Yichen’s expression was a bit ugly when he saw him.

“Gu Ze, who told you to bring him here?”

Song Yichen got up and walked to Shen Xingyang, “Get out.”

Shen Xingyang said, “Sorry,” turned around, and prepared to leave. Song Yichen grabbed the hood of his hoodie.

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

Song Yichen looked at Gu Ze, “I’m talking to you, get out!”

Gu Ze was a little hurt, but he didn’t dare to resist Song Yichen. He said “Oh” and left.

Song Yichen released Shen Xingyang and returned to his seat, “What are you doing here?”

Shen Xingyang slowly walked to Song Yichen’s desk. He had never seen Song Yichen so serious before and was a little scared.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re not sorry to me, you’re sorry to yourself.”

Song Yichen’s voice was very cold, and he didn’t even look up, writing something on his own.

Shen Xingyang stood there helplessly, not knowing what to say. He always felt that Song Yichen was very angry now, very angry, but he couldn’t do anything about it. He didn’t know what to do to make Song Yichen stop being angry.

Song Yichen looked up impatiently when he saw that he hadn’t left yet, “Do you want me to kick you out?”

“I know I can’t hide anything from you, but I didn’t expect your treatment to be in vain. I just wanted to get a minor illness at the time, but…”

Song Yichen slammed the pen down hard, and the pen collided with the table, making a harsh sound. Shen Xingyang was immediately too scared to speak.

“Shen Xingyang, are you stupid? Aren’t you usually very smart? Can’t you just say no? Do you have to use this kind of method? Do you think everything is under your control?”

Song Yichen didn’t understand why Shen Xingyang wouldn’t break up, why he had to be fake with Yin Yan. This time it had turned out like this, and if he hadn’t seen the abnormality in the medical wristband and hadn’t arrived in time, he couldn’t imagine what would have happened. He didn’t even know that Shen Xingyang would be so bold.

“Talk.”

Song Yichen looked at Shen Xingyang, who was silent with his head down, and his anger grew even stronger.

“I have my reasons for not breaking up with Yin Yan. I can’t refute what you said. I was really wrong this time. I promise there won’t be a next time.”

It was impossible for Shen Xingyang to explain everything to Song Yichen, so he didn’t dare to expect anyone to understand all of this.

“Next time, if there’s another time, I won’t care about you anymore, Shen Xingyang. You have to understand that your life is your own. If you don’t cherish it, no one can cherish it for you.”

Song Yichen was too lazy to ask Shen Xingyang the reason. He knew Shen Xingyang wouldn’t tell him anyway.

But he didn’t want to see this kind of thing a second time.

Shen Xingyang nodded repeatedly, looking at Song Yichen’s earnest appearance. Seeing that Song Yichen wasn’t so angry, he felt a lot more relaxed.

“I understand.”

Song Yichen nodded slightly and waved at him, motioning for him to come closer. Shen Xingyang thought he had something to say and leaned over.

Who knew that Song Yichen would raise the hand that still had the intravenous catheter in it and look at it, “Does it hurt?”

Shen Xingyang shook his head, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Actually, his hand had been hurting since he woke up. The intravenous catheter had been in for too long, and his blood vessels couldn’t take it anymore. It was swollen and painful, but because Song Yichen was angry, he didn’t dare to say it and could only endure it until now.

Song Yichen didn’t say anything, looked at Shen Xingyang and smiled, then pressed his hand on the bluish-purple area next to Shen Xingyang’s intravenous catheter.

“Hiss…”

Shen Xingyang was in so much pain that he couldn’t wait to pull his hand back immediately, but Song Yichen held it tightly, and he couldn’t move his hand at all.

“Stubborn.”

Song Yichen muttered in a low voice, grabbed Shen Xingyang’s hand, and helped him pull out the intravenous catheter.

“Press down.”

Shen Xingyang quickly pressed on the tape, wincing in pain. Song Yichen must have done it on purpose. He hadn’t changed the injection site for so many days, and he had been using that intravenous catheter the whole time. How could it not hurt?

“I did it on purpose. Pain will help you remember.”

Song Yichen didn’t even need to look up to know what Shen Xingyang was thinking.