Chapter 120 Ling Zeyu Injured
Dark clouds loomed in the distance. Bai Yanfei looked up and muttered something under his breath.
"Is it going to rain? I haven't finished speaking yet." Bai Yanfei finished the last sip of his drink, stood up, and walked towards Ling Zeyu.
When Bai Yanfei was still two or three meters away from Ling Zeyu, he saw a look of terror on Ling Zeyu's face.
Bai Yanfei hadn't realized what was happening when he saw Ling Zeyu run towards him quickly, then hug him and turn around.
"uh-huh--"
With a muffled thud, Bai Yanfei also heard Ling Zeyu's muffled groan.
"you--"
"You bitch! You don't deserve Ling Zeyu!"
Bai Yanfei knew immediately that it was another radical fan of Ling Zeyu, but—
Dark clouds had gathered, and the sky above them had turned black without them even realizing it. Bai Yanfei looked up and saw that the swirling clouds resembled a giant black hole, staring directly at them.
A chilling wind was blowing, but the fans were still shouting and yelling.
"Why are you still protecting him! Aren't you the one who loves you the most? Why are you abandoning us because of him? Why don't you continue acting?"
The fan was holding a stick. Ling Zeyu shielded Bai Yanfei behind him. Bai Yanfei could clearly sense that the person in front of him was not mentally stable.
The man stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and Bai Yanfei felt afraid.
Ling Zeyu kicked the man's stick away: "I'll beat him down in a bit, then you run to the car, the keys are in my pocket."
"Okay." Bai Yanfei knew he would only be in the way if he was there, so he took the key out of Ling Zeyu's pocket. He clutched the key tightly in his hand; it still held Ling Zeyu's warmth.
Suddenly, a fan knelt down, crying and shouting, "Go back to acting! We fans are really looking forward to you continuing to act. Why did you leave the industry because of him?"
"I haven't retired from the entertainment industry. Aren't I back to filming now?" If Bai Yanfei hadn't been there, he would have already stepped forward to punish this person, fearing that the man in front of him might hurt Bai Yanfei.
"Then be careful." Bai Yanfei knew that he could only be a burden here. Ling Zeyu was a martial arts expert, and one person alone could not do anything to Ling Zeyu.
"He probably doesn't have any accomplices. You should leave quickly and then call the police."
Just as Ling Zeyu expected, the kneeling fan suddenly stood up and pulled out a knife from somewhere.
"Since you're no longer willing to act for us, then go die! After you die, I'll die too, and you'll keep making movies in hell! Hahaha—"
Ling Zeyu thought this guy was completely insane. He'd always known he had a group of idiotic fans and that sasaeng fans existed. But his security had always been excellent, and no one could get close to him. Recently, because of Bai Yanfei's situation, he'd been a bit lax in this regard, which led to this guy's appearance.
Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall, and Bai Yanfei ran down the road in the rain. He glanced back and saw that the fans had been quickly subdued by Ling Zeyu.
He called the police with his phone, and locked all the doors when he got to his car.
Ling Zeyu's bodyguard was nearby, and Bai Yanfei had his contact information. He called the bodyguard, and even after seeing him head up the mountain, Bai Yanfei still couldn't relax.
Although Ling Zeyu was very skilled, he was still only one person. That person had a knife, and was clearly a madman. If Ling Zeyu got hurt—
Bai Yanfei dared not think any further; he nervously watched the direction down the mountain.
It was raining heavily outside, and after waiting for half an hour, the sirens sounded.
Bai Yanfei got out of the car when he saw someone arrive, and someone gave him an umbrella. The bodyguard told him to stay where he was, but Ling Zeyu was nowhere to be seen. It was only a ten-minute walk up from here, and he was worried about Ling Zeyu's safety.
Bai Yanfei insisted on going up to check on Ling Zeyu. His clothes were already soaked through; the rain outside was so heavy that even with an umbrella, he would still get wet.
The roadside grass was all shriveled by the rain, and mud was splashed out from the side. Bai Yanfei walked step by step, his shoes full of water. He walked in a hurry, and the puddles on the roadside splashed onto him with each step, but he didn't care at all.
When Bai Yanfei went up and saw Ling Zeyu lying next to the bodyguard, his eyes widened in shock. Especially when he saw the bloodstains on Ling Zeyu's body, he didn't even bother to open his umbrella.
As he stumbled and fell towards Ling Zeyu, he managed to get back up, which made the bloodstains on his waist even worse.
"Don't move—" Bai Yanfei didn't know where to put his hands. He looked at Ling Zeyu's still bleeding abdomen. "Why are you bleeding? Didn't you say you'd be fine?"
"Aren't you alright? It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Bai Yanfei had completely lost interest in the fan. He glanced at him; the person was lying on the ground, and he didn't know how they were doing.
The medical staff lifted Ling Zeyu into the car, and Bai Yanfei followed. Ling Zeyu kept stroking Bai Yanfei's hair to comfort him.
"You're bleeding, does it hurt? You're lying to me again."
Ling Zeyu shook his head, his lips pale from blood loss: "Don't cry, it's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious, I'm just too useless."
Bai Yanfei shook his head: "No, does it hurt now? How could you be so stupid? If he had a knife, you should have run away. What were you standing there for?"
“His target is you. If I run away, he will chase after you. You will be in danger then. I can’t let you get hurt.” Ling Zeyu said a lot in a row, and his lips were very dry.
The medical staff on the side seemed to be used to Ling Zeyu's behavior; they lowered their heads and pretended they knew nothing.
"I'm a little thirsty..." Ling Zeyu licked his dry lips.
"I'm thirsty, is there any water?"
Bai Yanfei asked the nurse next to him, and the nurse handed him a bottle of water.
"I don't want water..." Ling Zeyu turned his head away, "I want your kiss."
"You—what time is it, and you're still joking around!" Bai Yanfei was furious. "Hurry up and drink some water, your lips are dry."
"I won't drink unless you kiss me. Anyway, you don't care about me anymore, so my life has no meaning."
"Does this mean if I ignore you, you won't even care about yourself? Will you just let yourself bleed to death?"
Ling Zeyu said defiantly, "Of course not. It would be such a waste for him to die. After I'm bandaged up, I'll keep hanging around in front of you."
Chapter 121 Are you trying to drive me crazy?
"Then you need to take care of your wound first. What you're saying now is just nonsense."
"At most it'll get inflamed, you won't die. Anyway, I'll keep bothering you, you can forget about escaping for the rest of your life. Unless I die, I won't disappear from your life." Ling Zeyu gripped Bai Yanfei's hand tightly. His lips were pale, but his eyes were incredibly resolute.
The hospital remained as impersonal as ever, with cold walls and the smell of disinfectant permeating the air.
Bai Yanfei was soaked to the bone, water dripping down his clothes. The nurse told him to change first, and after changing, he went back to wait outside the operating room.
The operating lights were still on, and in a short while, several people were standing outside the door, including Wen Xiuyuan.
"Ah Qiu—" Bai Yanfei covered his mouth and nose and yawned.
"Your hair isn't even dry yet. Go take some cold medicine so you don't catch a cold." Wen Xiuyuan said this before heading into the operating room.
Ling Zeyu was bleeding heavily from his abdomen, his clothes were stained red. His phone was also dead, and he waited anxiously outside, his hands trembling.
Several people went in and out, and Bai Yanfei couldn't sit still any longer. He didn't dare to disturb the medical staff, in case he delayed Ling Zeyu's treatment.
After waiting anxiously for half an hour, Ling Zeyu was helped out by Wen Xiuyuan.
"You're ruthless for not even using anesthesia."
Ling Zeyu's face was deathly pale. He licked his dry lips: "It hurts a little so I'll remember. This kind of thing can't happen again. He's stabbing me now, what if—"
"Alright, go back to lie down, don't tear the wound open." Wen Xiuyuan handed Ling Zeyu to Bai Yanfei.
Ling Zeyu put his hand on Bai Yanfei's shoulder. He didn't use much force, as he was basically standing on his own. But Bai Yanfei didn't dare to move, afraid of touching Ling Zeyu's wound.
but--
Since you can walk, the wound probably isn't too serious.
"You had to get several stitches. The stitches will be removed in a few days. Luckily, they didn't hit any vital organs, or your kidneys would have been ruined."
"So, can I be discharged now?" Bai Yanfei asked.
Wen Xiuyuan nodded: "Yes, it's a superficial wound. He'll come back in a few days to have the stitches removed. But you have to keep an eye on him. If he's not careful, a tear in the wound could be enough to cause him a lot of trouble, and then it won't be as simple as just a few stitches."
Bai Yanfei looked at Ling Zeyu with a scrutinizing gaze. He had reason to suspect that Ling Zeyu would do such a thing.
"Let's go home. I'm fine now, but my wound hurts a little. I want Yan Yan to kiss me."
Wen Xiuyuan: "..."
This incredibly handsome idiot in front of him must not be his gay friend; he must be mistaken.
Wen Xiuyuan shook his head and left. He didn't need to worry about his brothers' feelings; he just needed to take care of his wife at home.
Speaking of Su Kai, Wen Xiuyuan was troubled again. The two had argued about their bedroom issues more than once. He could tolerate it once or twice, but if he kept giving in to Su Kai, he felt like he was being taken advantage of.
It seems that only force can solve this.
...
"Let me take you home." Bai Yanfei helped Ling Zeyu outside. "How's your injury? What did the doctor say?"
"You only needed a few stitches, there's no need to be hospitalized. You can have the stitches removed after a few days of rest at home."
After getting into the car, Ling Zeyu leaned weakly against the back of the seat as the car slowly started moving.
The lights outside were bright, and the nightlife was just beginning. Many well-dressed young couples were out on dates, and some bolder couples were even secretly kissing.
This is the city's nightlife; everyone is busy with their own things, and everyone has their own life.
"What happened to that person?"
This was a problem that Bai Yanfei had been worried about for a long time. That person definitely didn't appear out of thin air, and he was carrying a knife. His trip to the cemetery was also impromptu; no one would know unless they followed them the whole time. Otherwise—
He dared not think further; if it was really as he imagined, then Ling Zeyu was terrifying.
“That person is mentally ill, and… he’s quite intelligent, so he planned this whole thing.” Ling Zeyu narrowed his eyes. “I’ll handle things well; this matter won’t get out.”
"And what about that person? How is he now?"
"He was taken to the hospital; he's mentally unstable."
"Um."
Bai Yanfei still had many questions in his mind, but he didn't ask any more. The driver dropped them off at the entrance of the residential area. Looking at the familiar buildings, Bai Yanfei didn't get out of the car.
"Let's take you home first." Bai Yanfei straightened Ling Zeyu's collar. "It's not convenient for me to take care of an injured person, and it's not safe for you to stay at my house. Besides, you're a celebrity, and I don't want to be trending on social media with you anymore."
"We haven't been photographed together during this time, can't you trust me this once? What happened before won't happen again!" Ling Zeyu looked at Bai Yanfei with conviction. "If it does, may I be struck by lightning!"
Bai Yanfei insisted that Ling Zeyu return to his home to recuperate, but Ling Zeyu naturally refused.
It's the rainy season now, and everyone carries an umbrella when they go out. Before long, a light rain began to fall. The colorful umbrellas opened, but their vibrant colors couldn't calm Bai Yanfei's restless heart; instead, they only added to his troubles.
Bai Yanfei gave an address and told the driver to go there. The driver was one of Ling Zeyu's men. He looked at Ling Zeyu with a troubled expression. Ling Zeyu got out of the car and waited for Bai Yanfei to come out.
"Go back to your own home."