Shang Shunan's car came to a smooth stop in the hospital's underground parking lot. After getting out of the car, he immediately entered the elevator and pressed the button for the emergency room floor.
When Shang Shunan arrived at the operating room door, he didn't see Song Yanqing, Song Hengzhe, or Shang Shujue. He was a little anxious and was about to go look for them when the operating room door opened.
"Young Master, are you here to see the Young Master?"
"Yes, did you see him?"
Shang Shunan stopped in his tracks because of the doctor's words. He was worried about Shang Shujue, so he didn't notice the person being wheeled out of the hospital bed behind the doctor.
"The young master almost fell asleep here, so the nurse took him to his private room. Mr. Song, whose wound had been treated, was also taken there."
The doctor quickly explained Shang Shujue's condition, told Shang Shunan where the two of them were, and then, somewhat embarrassed but feeling obliged to remind her, mentioned Song Hengzhe's presence on the hospital bed.
"This is Mr. Song Hengzhe, young master. Would you like to arrange a ward for him?"
"What?"
Shang Shunan was stunned for a moment, as if she was just realizing that the person lying on the hospital bed that the nurse pushed out was the one she had secretly liked for a long time.
As he stood there in a daze, the nurse pushed the hospital bed next to him, and he saw Song Hengzhe lying on his side on the bed, his face very pale.
" A-Zhe..."
Shang Shunan finally came to her senses, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. Her pupils trembled slightly as she reached out to touch Song Hengzhe, but she was afraid of accidentally touching his wound and disturbing him.
"Take him to a VIP private room and make sure he's well cared for. I'm going to check on Xiao Jue first..."
"Yes, young master."
The doctor nodded upon receiving the instructions, took Song Hengzhe to a VIP private room, and told Shang Shunan the room number.
Shang Shunan went to Shang Shujue's room and confirmed that Shang Shujue was really just asleep and had no problems, but still asked the doctor to keep a close eye on him.
Then I looked at Song Yanqing. He was also sleeping face down. Although his brows were furrowed, his breathing was steady and long, which clearly showed that his wounds were healing very well.
Shang Shunan also asked people to keep a close eye on his condition, and without lingering, she turned around and went to Song Hengzhe's ward to watch over him with heartache.
Before long, Zhang Zhichen and the others arrived. Everyone went to the door of Shang Shujue's ward to see him, but no one went in to disturb him, for fear of disturbing him.
People came and went, but none of them went into the Shang Shujue. They left their things and left; there was nothing they could do by crowding around here.
Moreover, Song Yanqing was lying right next to Shang Shujue. If he woke up, he would definitely check on the other person's condition immediately. The whole group of them gathered here was unnecessary.
It seemed that the Healing Pill Shang Shujue had exchanged were working, and Song Yanqing had gotten a good rest, but he hadn't woken up yet, while Song Hengzhe had woken up first.
"Hiss..."
Song Hengzhe had just woken up and was still in a daze when he reflexively moved his hand, which pulled at his wound, causing him to cry out in pain.
" Song Hengzhe, don't move. The injury is on your back. Let me help you up so you don't tear the wound open."
Shang Shunan, who had been lying on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed, woke up immediately upon hearing the noise. Before her mind could process what was happening, her body moved faster and she stood up to embrace Song Hengzhe.
With a dazed look in his eyes, I carefully helped him turn over and sit up, then placed a soft pillow behind his back to prevent him from bumping his wound and causing further injury.
" A-Nan..."
Song Hengzhe seemed to only then realize who the person in front of him was. His fingers gripped Song Hengzhe's arm tightly, his voice hoarse and trembling as he called out the name that had been hidden in his heart for many years and had not been uttered for a long time.
"I am here."
Upon hearing this long-unheard address, Shang Shunan's heart skipped a beat. She then touched the back of his hand and unconsciously squeezed it.
Their eyes met, and they had countless words they wanted to say, but when those words came to their lips, they didn't know what to say or where to begin.
Finally, all the longing over the years has been reduced to a simple sentence...
"Haven't seen you for a long time."
"Haven't seen you for a long time..."
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After Shang Shujue fell asleep, she did not wake up. Song Yanqing woke up in the evening after recovering some strength and energy.
Seeing Shang Shujue's condition beside him, he immediately realized something was wrong. He pressed the call bell by the bedside, and the attending physician came in.
Zhang Zhichen also came in with the attending physician. He learned about Shang Shujue's current condition from the doctor and was both shocked and frightened.
But he also knew that there was nothing he could do now, so he could only focus on recovering his strength and wait for the excruciating punishment that would be inflicted on Shang Shujue three days later.
During the three days that Shang Shujue was in a coma, nurses would come to administer intravenous nutrition and glucose to him at regular intervals to maintain his metabolic energy and life.
Song Yanqing's injuries healed quickly. In just three days, with the help of the Healing Pill, the wounds on his back had scabbed over and new pink flesh had grown.
The situation was even better with Song Hengzhe; he had already been taken home by Shang Shunan, and the rest of the business would be handled by the Shang Family family, so he didn't need to do anything for the time being.
The matter between him and Song Hengzhe still needs a separate time and space to be resolved, but how exactly their relationship developed remains unknown.
When Song Hengzhe reappeared at the hospital, his relationship with Shang Shunan had changed from a delicate one to an intimate one; it was clear they were together.
During this period, the Song Family also sent someone to contact Song Hengzhe, informing him that Grandpa Song had inherited Song Zhi's power to manage the family and had made many changes.
They will not pursue Shang Shujue's responsibility, nor will they interfere with his private life with Song Yanqing. This time, the Song Family has undergone a complete reform.
Song Yanqing didn't care about any of these things. He sat by the hospital bed, holding Shang Shujue's hand with the IV needle in it, and tenderly warmed his skin, which was cold from the IV drip.
" Song Yanqing, eat something and sleep a little longer to replenish your strength and energy. Xiao Jue will wake up tonight, and we'll need your help then."
Shang Shuyu carried the food into the ward and placed it on the table. He looked at the man staring intently at Shang Shujue and sighed softly, trying his best to persuade him.
Song Yanqing glanced back at her, then nodded, his voice hoarse, "Thank you for the reminder."
Shang Shuyu saw stubbornness and obstinacy in Song Yanqing's eyes. He knew he couldn't persuade him, so he simply nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave the room.
After Shang Shujue's IV drip was finished and the needle was removed, Song Yanqing carefully climbed into bed, pulled him into his arms, and held him tightly. " A-Jue, don't be afraid, I'm always by your side."
Song Yanqing fell asleep holding Shang Shujue. He really needed to replenish his energy to deal with any unexpected situations.
It was already evening when Song Yanqing fell asleep. By nine o'clock, Shang Shujue still showed no signs of waking up, and Song Yanqing, sleeping beside him, also remained asleep.
Many people came during this time, all worried about Shang Shujue's health. They were all very clear that this punishment was no small matter, and the slightest carelessness could really...
They dared not think about the remaining consequences, fearing that something irreversible might actually happen.
Judging from this, it seems no one will be able to get a good night's sleep tonight...