Wen Chi had a dream.
He dreamed of his first encounter with Qi Feiyu.
At that time, he was lying on the hospital bed with injuries all over his body. The injuries on his thighs and chest were particularly serious and the pain made him unable to breathe.
The doctor who was experienced in first aid treatment at the scene was Qi Feiyu.
Wearing a makeshift raincoat, he hurriedly walked in from the rain curtain, his hair was wet from the rain, and raindrops were dripping from his delicate chin.
"Doctor, please save Brother Xuanze first, he is vomiting blood!"
"No, you have to save our Young Master Wen first. His thigh was pierced by a splinter. If you don't save him, his leg will become useless!"
A boy with tears streaming down his face rushed over, grabbed Qi Feiyu's sleeve, and took him aside.
Qi Feiyu was pulled by him and staggered a step. Just when he was about to speak, Wen Chi heard the younger brother next to him shouting loudly, "Save our Young Master Wen first. If something happens to him, none of you will be able to feel better!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuanze, who was lying on the next bed, spat out a mouthful of blood!
Qi Feiyu was shocked and quickly arranged for people to deal with Zhou Xuanze's injuries.
Wen Chi heard his men saying in a sinister tone that he would not let Qi Feiyu go.
He was so anxious that he wanted to reach out and punch his hand, but his whole body couldn't move. His chest still hurt when he spoke. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and utter two words, "Shut up!"
The subordinate's expression suddenly changed, thinking that Wen Chi was angry, and looked at Qi Feiyu with an increasingly fierce look.
Wen Chi felt bad in his heart, but the dream was out of his control. In the dream, he was sweating in pain and had no time to care about anything else. Until he fell into coma, he saw a white figure walking over from the corner of his eye, and a cold hand gently covered his chest.
When he woke up again, his subordinates ran over to him with excitement and asked for credit.
"Young Master Wen, I helped you teach that blind doctor a lesson. I broke his hand so that he can never be a doctor again!"
Wen Chi's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly became filled with overwhelming anger. What Qi Feiyu is most proud of in his life is his medical skills!
He actually broke his hand, how dare he!
Usually he would not let him touch the knife, for fear that he would accidentally cut his hand!
This damn man dared to break his hand!
He had to kick him to death!
But in the dream, he just hummed lightly, as if he was listening to something insignificant.
Wen Chi feels like he is divided into two parts, one is the cold and selfish Wen Chi in front of him, and the other is himself who is incompetent and furious on the sidelines.
He witnessed his indifference and madness from a third perspective.
After the younger brother broke Qi Feiyu's hand, he actually started to pursue Lu Junjia, and he started to pursue Lu Junjia crazily for no reason.
High-profile display of love is embarrassing!
Wen Chi I really want to punch myself to death, what a shame!
As soon as the screen changed, the younger brother brought him a piece of news with a proud look on his face.
"Young Master Wen, that doctor drank himself to death!
I heard that after he broke his hand, he stopped going to work and drank at home every day. Who knew he drank to death?
This is his retribution, who made him not choose to save our Young Master Wen first!
If our young master Wen still has sequelae in his legs, he deserves to die!"
Wen Chi Hearing this, his heartbeat almost stopped. Seeing the triumphant look on his younger brother's face, he wanted to kill him immediately, but in the dream he was still indifferent. He just glanced at his younger brother coldly, saying he was annoying and told him to shut up.
He heard his own voice being cold and ruthless, "There is no need to tell me such unimportant things from now on."
--Aha!
Wen Chi suddenly woke up from his sleep, sweating profusely, his heart tightened violently, he was extremely uneasy, and even his hands were shaking.
He fumbled with his fingers on the bedside table and accidentally dropped his cell phone on the ground. He wanted to pick it up but because his body was in a tense state, he accidentally fell off the bed.
But he couldn't care less about the pain in his body, he just wanted to hear Qi Feiyu's voice right away.
Picking up the phone, I entered the wrong interlocking screen password several times with trembling hands, and finally found the phone number of Qi Feiyu.
Wen Chi felt nervous for as long as the ringing there, and he felt that every second was unbearable!
"Hello." Qi Feiyu's voice with a thick nasal tone came through the mobile phone.
"Feiyu... baby." The moment the call was connected, Wen Chi's eyes began to moisten, and he felt that his heart was beating again at this moment.
Listening to the vibrato voice on the other side, Qi Feiyu woke up from sleep and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
"I... had a nightmare!" Wen Chi sniffed. He had just fallen off the bed and hit his nose, and now he was a little sore.
This tone sounded like coquettishness. Mr. Wen, who was usually a dick, had nightmares about calling him and coquettishly in the middle of the night. Qi Feiyu felt a strange feeling in his heart.
So cute!
He turned on the bedside lamp, sat up from the bed, and his voice became gentler, "What nightmare did you have? Are you scared?"
Don't be afraid, nightmares are all the opposite."
"I dreamed that you died." Wen Chi didn't dare to say that he was responsible for your death. He sat on the carpet with his head on the bed and said pitifully, "I was so scared that I sweated all over my forehead."
"Dream that I died?" Qi Feiyu heard this and laughed softly, "Then have you seen me buried in the coffin.
I heard that you can get rich by looking at the coffin.
You might make a fortune tomorrow, you should be happy!"
"Not happy." Wen Chi said in a low voice, "No amount of money can buy you. I just hope you stand in front of me in good health. I want to see you now."
Can I come to see you?"
Qi Feiyu looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The time displayed on it was 3:25. He rejected Wen Chi's request, "It's too late now, just go to sleep."
I have to go to bed too. I have to go to the ward for rounds tomorrow. There is a patient who just had surgery, so I have to pay more attention to his postoperative condition."
Being rejected, Wen Chi was a little disappointed, but hearing the fatigue in Qi Feiyu's voice, he finally couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, "Okay, you can go to sleep."
"Well, good night."
"Good night."
Wen Chi hung up the phone and stood up, went to the bathroom and washed his face. He was completely awake.
He glanced at the sky outside the window, it was still dark, and finally chose to change clothes and go out.
After driving for half an hour, we arrived at the small apartment of Qi Feiyu.
He had been to Qi Feiyu's small apartment so many times that the doorman knew him and drove straight downstairs without any obstruction.
Wen Chi opened the car door, lit a cigarette, and looked at the house on the right on the fifth floor.
There was a large balcony with many green plants planted on it. He once sat on the deck chair on the balcony and spent one comfortable afternoon with Qi Feiyu.
Qi Feiyu is reading and he is playing games with headphones on, like a newlywed couple.