The ward was in chaos and Ye Shuichuan was most enraged. If it weren't for Qi Le, he would’ve rushed out to find the director at once. The Taoist priest and Yi Hang had moved apart. The former returned to the bed and sat down in full view of the crowd, appearing as calm and steady as a mountain while the latter had turned completely pale and was too afraid to even go back to his bed. He shivered and quickly gulped down a cup of motherwort, then shrank to his emo mushroom corner to sulk and look dejected.
“Calm down……” Qi Le pulled Ye Shuichuan to his bed, patting him in the chest to try to get rid of his anger.
“Why the fuck should I calm down?!” Ye Shuichuan sized him up and saw that he was ok, so he quickly got up to leave. “I’ll go through the discharge formalities now. You shouldn't stay here any longer. Just go back and rest."
Gu Bai nodded, seeming extremely pleased. “Good idea.”
Qi Le immediately got agitated. “No, I hit my head again. What if I have internal bleeding due to the concussion? The doctor should at least observe me for one more day, just one more day.”
Ye Shuichuan thought that it was reasonable. It was better to be safe than sorry. He looked at the two men on the side with a cold gaze, “But they…”
Qi Le hastily explained, “This is just a misunderstanding.”
“What kind of misunderstanding?”
“That’s a good question, what kind of misunderstanding ah…” Qi Le mumbled and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind. “His head was wrapped in bandages and some medicine had been applied underneath. He felt that it was really itchy, but it was hard for him to scratch that part. So he got someone else to help him rub that spot against the wall, am I right?”
The two men immediately nodded. Ye Shuichuan scanned Yi Hang coldly. “Then why don’t you rub your head against the wall yourself? You would be able to control the strength that way."
Yi Hang squatted in the corner, raised his head piteously and looked at Qi Le. The latter knocked on his own forehead and hinted at him to give the right answer, “I didn’t think of it at the time.” Yi Hang was frightened and didn’t understand what he meant. He opened his mouth and cried out, “I… I… I don’t know… My head is blank. I couldn’t control myself….”
The Taoist priest calmly answered, “This is the work of evil spirits. It has nothing to do with us.”
Qi Le’s expression instantly cracked. Fucking hell, Yi Hang! Can you at least have a bit of IQ? And you, Taoist priest, please don’t resume your old job at this sort of time. Thank you!
Ye Shuichuan was furious once more. “Just listen to that! Is that something a normal person would say?!"
Qi Le was a nervous wreck and didn’t know what to do. At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded, instantly solving his urgent crisis. Mr. Elite walked through the crowd and looked at a certain someone who was squatting in the corner. “What’s the matter?”
Yi Hang rushed to him and shrank behind him. “Darling, there are too many people. I'm afraid…”
Mr. Elite glanced around and stroked his head. “I've spoken to the doctor. You'll be formally discharged from the hospital in a few days. I'll take you home now. Let’s go. I'll complete the formalities tomorrow.”
Yi Hang: “=口=”
Yi Hang, who was dragged outside by Mr. Elite, finally regained his senses and tugged hard at the door frame. “No, no, no! I won't go… I’m still sick…”
Mr. Elite patiently coaxed, “I've gotten a special care nurse. Go home and rest. The environment at home is more conducive.”
Yi Hang shook his head fiercely. Sensing that Mr. Elite had started to use more strength, he immediately went mad. “No, I would rather go to the psychiatric department than go home!” He looked at Qi Le, “Help me, help me please…”
Qi Le looked up to the ceiling and thought to himself that after Yi Hang left, Ye Shuichuan would definitely agree to let him stay a few more days. Mmm, good idea.
Yi Hang, “=口=”
“Damn it!” Yi Hang suddenly got furious and pointed a finger at Gu Bai. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell him the truth!”
Qi Le: “=口=”
Gu Bai looked over, “What truth?”
Qi Le jumped out of bed, grabbed Yi Hang from Mr. Elite and pulled him to one side. The latter praised him, “Not bad, you know how to adapt to the circumstances.”
“…” Qi Le looked at him with a straight face, the veins on his forehead sticking out and throbbing madly. He really wanted to grab a knife and chop him into pieces. Kid, could you be more of a fucking idiot? Even if I helped you now, Gu Bai would ask me about the “truth” afterwards, ok?! Do you think he’s a fool?!
He smiled as kindly as possible and patted him on the shoulder, “Stand here and don’t move. I’ll talk to your man.”
Yi Hang nodded obediently, “Mmm!”
Gu Bai also left the ward right then. What he cared about was what Qi Le had left behind for him. These people had nothing to do with him, and he always suspected that Zheng Xiaoyuan was actually lying to him. Now that he heard Yi Hang say that, it was only natural for him to ask. Qi Le looked at him and said, “I’m not hiding anything from you. Please wait a moment and I’ll explain it to you in person.”
Gu Bai stood at the door and looked at him, only to hear the man ask Mr. Elite in a low voice, “Do you know why he doesn’t want to go back?”
Mr. Elite arched an eyebrow, “Why?”
“He dreamed that he slept with you. And in his dream, you were whipping him. He's afraid and a little embarrassed to be alone with you. That’s why he's behaving like this. But it doesn’t matter, I’ll help you persuade him,” Qi Le said sincerely. “After this, either throw him over your shoulder or carry him in your arms downstairs and put him in the car. I promise he won't resist you, but he might say some strange things to you. You don’t have to answer him. I'll leave the rest to you.”
Mr. Elite asked, “Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
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P.S. I just got promoted and I’m working overtime right now so the updates will be a little off schedule this week. But don’t worry, I’ll make up for it either the next day or over the weekend ❤