Yan Cheng rushed back from abroad, still carrying the dusty smell of travel, and rushed into the ward, attracting the attention of everyone inside.
Zhong Jiuyin had finished the examination and was staring out the window in a daze.
Yuan Yi stood by and when he saw Yan Cheng, as if someone had noticed his little thoughts, he stood up and said hello unfamiliarly: "Brother Yan Cheng."
Yan Cheng nodded politely to him, took off his coat as he strode over, and then walked to the hospital bed and gently held Zhong Jiuyin's shoulders.
"Are you okay?"
Zhong Jiuyin looked back at him but said nothing.
Yan Cheng frowned tightly, sat on the bed and hugged her, but felt that the person in his arms was a little stiff.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" he asked softly, pushing her hair behind her ears with his fingertips and looking into her eyes.
His eyelids were a little swollen, probably because he didn't sleep well or had cried, but his eyes were calm and he looked at him calmly, his mouth was pursed, showing no expression.
Very strange.
"It's okay." She only answered these two words.
Yan Cheng didn't have time to notice that something was wrong with her, so she asked again: "Where is Feng Qing?"
"Outside. She...what did she say to you?"
"Invite" Feng Qing came over, his face was full of anxiety, but when he saw Yan Cheng for the first time, he strangely twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking.
No matter what they said two days ago that made Zhong Jiuyin faint from stimulation, he was certain that it was definitely not a good thing. So he didn't want Feng Qing to appear in front of her again.
"Is it okay to take another day off and see her again?"
On the way, he heard Qian Yu call and tell her about her test results. The congestion in her brain was gone, her body was still healthy, and overall there was no problem.
But the situation was obviously not that simple. She had nightmares, cried, and was in a daze, indicating that her mood was very unstable.
It was so unstable that even Qian Yu found it baffling. Anyone who saw a person who had always been cheerful and energetic suddenly become fragile and collapsed would be confused. This change was too abrupt, as if Zhong Jiuyin had been replaced by someone else.
Qian Yu also speculated that her depression had relapsed or caused some mental complications.
Yan Cheng did have a very reasonable guess, but it was overturned by Zhong Jiuyin herself. She did not admit that she had a split personality, but something else that she knew well.
After thinking a lot in his mind, he only insisted on one idea: don't let her see Feng Qing again for the time being, so as not to be stimulated again.
But Zhong Jiuyin disagreed with his proposal and did not refuse. She just ignored his words and forced herself to say calmly: "I want to see her."
"She is emotionally unstable and her mouth is not clean. How about we meet again tonight?" Yan Cheng took a step back.
She pursed her lips and did not answer, stubbornly insisting on her own ideas.
Yan Cheng could only say: "Then I will accompany you..."
"Bang -" She suddenly raised her hand and overturned everything on the bedside table, and said in a serious tone: "Bring Feng Qing in! Or I will go out to find her!"
Things were scattered all over the floor, and some instruments were involved and turned sideways. Except for Yan Cheng, everyone else quickly backed away and looked at her at a loss.
Yan Cheng's arm was hit by the iron clamp of the medical record book. It didn't hurt. He just couldn't believe that she would suddenly do it.
He looked at Zhong Jiuyin, but Zhong Jiuyin refused to look at him.
She was breathing rapidly, her sobs were trembling, and the suppressed emotions made her want to blurt out some venting words, such as simply blaming him and telling him to get out.
But she also knew that the whole thing had nothing to do with him at all, so she couldn't say anything more extreme than she could when she opened her mouth. She couldn't say sorry, so she could only express her thoughts in silence.
Everyone else in the ward did not dare to express their anger, especially Yuan Yi. He was the only outsider here and he was on pins and needles.
After a while, Yan Cheng said calmly: "Okay, I'll bring Feng Qing in. Be careful not to get angry again, otherwise the doctor will stop you before meeting her. If she makes a move, don't be polite, we will all
If you need anything outside, just call me."
Zhong Jiuyin still lowered his head. The tears that he could hold back immediately became uncontrollable and quickly filled his eyes. Even if he tried to open his eyes wide, he could not stop them from falling.
Fortunately, Yan Cheng stood up after he finished speaking and didn't see the tears.
He discussed it with Qian Yu and the others, and then they all left the ward. When he closed the door, he glanced at Zhong Jiuyin who had his head lowered on the hospital bed and didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes were full of worry.
A group of people stood outside silently for a while. Yan Cheng closed his eyes and pressed his temples, his face a little tired.
The last time they met, they kissed each other goodbye and said that when he returned to China after filming, they would travel together and see the scenery. But before the time came, Zhong Jiuyin became like this... strange.
Yes, he is a stranger. She was talking sweetly to him in the video a few days ago, but her reaction to meeting him today was only rejection and silence.
Thinking at the worst, if it was really a split personality, it would probably be the return of the main personality, and the "reborn Zhong Jiuyin" disappeared without a trace or was merged. He couldn't accept it for a while.
Yan Cheng took a deep breath, opened his eyes and walked to the right of the corridor.
"Did you really let Feng Qing go in?" Qian Yu was very anxious and said quickly in a low voice, "You don't know what happened the day before yesterday. Feng Qing just said a few words to her and she fell down. Even if she asked her,
Feng Qing didn’t even ask what he said, but he would definitely..."
"fine."
Yan Cheng first walked to the water dispenser in the corridor, took off the disposable paper cup and took a cup of hot water. Then he turned around and said, "If you don't let her see it, you might still be holding back your anger. It's a good idea to vent it out."
"But the key point is, is that her venting? She is as fragile as a stone sculpture turned into a glass jar. If Feng Qing says a few words casually, she might be irritated again!"
He still said the same thing: "It's okay."
Then he pushed the door open and entered the ward next door.
Feng Qing was sitting inside, being held down by Yan Cheng's assistant. She had a sullen face and said nothing. She seemed to be very aware of her current situation.
Zhong Jiuyin stayed in the hospital for as long as she stayed in the police station and Yan Cheng's hands. She didn't rest, and she didn't have a mobile phone to communicate with the outside world. The feeling of panic and nervousness made her face even more haggard and embarrassed.
Yan Cheng went in and said straight to the point: "She wants to have a few words with you, please come over."
Feng Qing sneered, stood up and walked out, but was stopped by Yan Cheng again.
"She is in a bad state now and cannot be stimulated anymore, so it is best for you to listen to what she says. If she needs you to answer, just answer honestly and don't say anything else."
Feng Qing's anger surged, and she still wanted to be wary of him. She gritted her teeth and said with a fake smile: "You are really good to her, but to make her happy, you have to ask others to cooperate? I said I didn't do anything, I'm not a criminal,
Don’t behave like a police officer ordering prisoners.”
After saying that, she pushed him away and walked out again, but the next second she was pulled back with great force and pressed against the wall.
Yan Cheng approached her and pinched her mandible with one hand, so hard that she screamed in pain and opened her mouth.
Then Yan Cheng held up the cup of hot water that had been left to dry for less than two minutes, ignored her struggles, and poured it into her mouth.
While filling it in, he repeated it calmly: "When she goes in, just listen to what she says. If she wants you to answer, just calmly and honestly answer what she wants to hear. Do you hear me clearly?"
After filling the bottle, the paper cup was thrown into the trash can. He then let go and shook off the water stains on his hands, letting Feng Qing dig her throat and kneel down, coughing heart-breakingly.
Sister Xu and Qian Yu were simply stunned and looked at him with wide eyes.