TSBIR Chapter 22
by VolareShen Xingyang arrived at the ward and saw Song Yichen lying on the bed, looking pale and very weak.
Shen Jinjue sat beside him, chatting with Song Yichen about something.
“Ah Yang, this is the first time my brother has been subjected to family law since he was a child.”
Gu Ze said a lot of words beside him, trying his best to exaggerate Song Yichen’s contributions, hoping to move him to tears.
Shen Xingyang was filled with guilt, and he knocked on the door and walked in.
“Brother, Doctor Song.”
Shen Jinjue had gone to see Shen Xingyang earlier to make sure he was okay, then came to stay with Song Yichen. After all, Song Yichen was injured because of Shen Xingyang, and he had to give Song Yichen an explanation.
“How’s your body?”
Song Yichen looked at him, his voice a little soft, probably because speaking loudly would hurt his wound.
“I’m fine.”
Shen Xingyang’s voice was very small, he didn’t know if it was because he lacked confidence or because of guilt.
“Doctor Song, your life-saving grace is immeasurable. If you have any requests in the future, I will do my best to help you.”
Shen Xingyang already owed Song Yichen two lives, and he was afraid that he would not be able to repay them in this lifetime.
Gu Ze watched from the side, thinking that this wasn’t right! Why was it different from what he imagined? Shen Xingyang shouldn’t be grateful and rush forward to hug Song Yichen; a life-saving grace shouldn’t be repaid with one’s body.
“Ah Yang, why are you calling him Doctor Song? Call him brother.”
Shen Jinjue frowned. What was wrong with Shen Xingyang? How could he call him Doctor Song? As it looked now, Song Yichen was more qualified than his own brother.
Song Yichen froze. He didn’t want to be Shen Xingyang’s brother. What was going on? This wasn’t what Gu Ze said!
“Brother.”
Shen Xingyang solemnly called out, as if he really regarded Song Yichen as his own brother. Gu Ze was beside him, with only two words in his mind.
“It’s over.”
Song Yichen stiffly responded, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
He looked at Gu Ze with resentment, determined to get an explanation from Gu Ze.
Gu Ze was a liar. It would be better for Shen Xingyang to call him Doctor Song.
“Yichen, you rest first. I’ll chat with Ah Yang for a bit.”
After Shen Jinjue finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Xingyang and left with him.
“Gu Ze, you better explain this to me.”
Song Yichen grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it over. What was going on? Why did he feel that Shen Xingyang was becoming more and more polite and distant towards him?
Song Yichen’s movement tugged at the wound, and he was in unbearable pain.
“Brother, why don’t you just give up? I don’t think Shen Xingyang has any feelings for you at all.”
“Get out.”
Song Yichen was about to be angered to death. How could he have no feelings at all? Asking him to give up was impossible.
He finally met someone he liked, and even if he had to beg shamelessly, he would not give up.
Gu Ze stopped talking, worried that his brother would become violent, and carefully put the pillow down.
“Get out!”
Gu Ze was so frightened that he shuddered and quickly ran out.
“Brother.”
Shen Xingyang followed Shen Jinjue to a quiet place. Shen Jinjue lit a cigarette, looked at Shen Xingyang, and remained silent for a long time.
It was the first time Shen Xingyang had seen his brother like this, and he felt uneasy, calling out cautiously.
“Ah Yang, I’m sorry.”
Shen Jinjue hadn’t even finished one cigarette when he suddenly remembered that it would make Shen Xingyang uncomfortable, and he hurriedly used his fingers to put the cigarette out.
“Brother, no, you’re very good. You haven’t let me down. It’s me who has been dragging you down.”
Shen Xingyang shook his head violently. He didn’t want his brother to have such thoughts. His brother’s original intention in letting Yin Yan accompany him was to prevent him from being so lonely.
If it weren’t for his brother, he didn’t know how many times he would have died.
Shen Jinjue looked at Shen Xingyang, feeling indescribably uncomfortable in his heart. Yin Yan was so extreme, so how had he treated Shen Xingyang in these past few years?
So, was this the reason why Shen Xingyang was so obedient in front of Yin Yan?
Shen Jinjue used to rejoice in meeting the Yin Yan brothers, but now he regretted it immensely. If he had cared more about Shen Xingyang back then, and asked him more questions, would he not have had to experience all of that?
Shen Xingyang saw his brother’s guilty expression and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart. He stepped forward and hugged Shen Jinjue.
“Brother, I’m already very lucky to have met you. Having you is enough. As for whether there are others, I don’t care.”
Shen Jinjue didn’t speak, still unable to let go in his heart. He just wanted to be a little better to Shen Xingyang, a little better. They were each other’s only family.
“Ah Yang, Yin Yan has indeed gone too far this time, but I believe that this is also the last time he will do this. For my sake, let’s just let this matter go.”
When Shen Jinjue said these words, he didn’t even dare to look at Shen Xingyang. He was wrong.
He shouldn’t have let Yin Yan give up his own life to accompany Shen Xingyang. Yin Yan wasn’t much older than Shen Xingyang either.
He must have had resentment in his heart.
Now that Yin Yan had done such a wrong thing, how could he not have made a mistake as well?
Shen Xingyang looked at Shen Jinjue and finally nodded.
Shen Jinjue had something to do and had to return to the military camp first, so for the next few days, Shen Xingyang took care of Song Yichen.
On this day, it happened to be time for Song Yichen to change his dressing, and when Shen Xingyang saw Song Yichen’s wound, he felt as if the pain was on his own body.
“It’s okay, it just looks scary, it doesn’t hurt that much.”
Song Yichen couldn’t help but say when he saw Shen Xingyang’s nervous look.
Gu Ze couldn’t bear it anymore. He was doing his best to change the dressing, but Song Yichen was only thinking about being in love!
Thinking this way, the force on his hands became heavier, and Song Yichen cried out in pain.
“Gu Ze, you’re asking for death.”
Song Yichen didn’t even need to think to know that Gu Ze was doing it on purpose. He glared at Gu Ze, threatening him.
“I didn’t do it on purpose.”
Gu Ze said softly, but even he didn’t believe what he said.
At this moment, Shen Xingyang received a strange call. He thought it was something about the company, so he answered it.
“Ah Yang.”
As a result, Yin Yan’s voice came from inside, and Shen Xingyang’s expression changed, showing a look of horror.
“What do you want to do?”
Song Yichen knew that it must be Yin Yan on the other end when he saw Shen Xingyang’s expression.
“Do you still remember the photos I took when we first got together?”
Shen Xingyang smiled silently, rubbing his two fingers together, looking at his hands, Shen Xingyang felt an unprecedented peace of mind.
“Yin Yan, are you… threatening me?”
“I don’t want to threaten you, I just want to see you. I’m waiting for you downstairs at the hospital, and I swear, I will never do anything to you.”
Yin Yan’s voice was muffled, as if he had experienced some great pain.
“I’ll send you the location later.”
Shen Xingyang hung up the phone and looked at Song Yichen. He didn’t look for Yin Yan, but Yin Yan came to his door himself.
“Doctor Song, I have something to go out for.”
Song Yichen grabbed his hand: “Shen Xingyang, you’re not allowed to go.”
But the scene from the last time was still lingering in Song Yichen’s mind, and he didn’t want to experience it again.
Shen Xingyang pried open Song Yichen’s hand: “Doctor Song, I still have some things to resolve with him, I have to go.”
Saying this, Shen Xingyang prepared to leave, but Song Yichen shouted loudly to stop him.
“Shen Xingyang, if something happens to you again this time, I won’t care about you anymore.”
Song Yichen didn’t want Shen Xingyang to see Yin Yan, not at all, not entirely because he was worried, but also because he was extremely jealous of Yin Yan.
“I’ll be fine.”
Shen Xingyang said, and walked out.
Song Yichen was so angry, but there was nothing he could do, and could only look at the assistant beside him.
“You follow up and see.”
The assistant nodded, bandaged Song Yichen’s wound, and hurried to chase after him.
Song Yichen clenched his fist. Why couldn’t he have met Shen Xingyang earlier, even earlier than Yin Yan?