Chapter 78 Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. ...
Chapter 78 Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. ...
It's still raining.
There was a commotion all around.
In addition to the driver, there are also enthusiastic onlookers who are helping the two make emergency calls.
Fu Yueting almost had tinnitus.
He crawled to Qin Yan's side with hands and feet, knelt down, picked Qin Yan out of the water and hugged him in his arms. He wanted to do something, but he didn't dare to move.
The water droplets condensed on his face rolled down and hit Qin Yan's drenched front.
"How are you?" Fu Yueting raised his hand and put it on Qin Yan's shoulder, his thin lips were pale, "Is there any other discomfort?"
At this time, the dull pain in the back of the head became more and more clear. Qin Yan looked at him, and the sound seemed to become distant, and his blurred eyes were also stimulated by the rain, and they were only half open.
"Don't sleep!" Fu Yueting groped for Qin Yan's palm in the muddy stagnant water, and held it tightly, "Look at me, don't sleep!"
Qin Yan felt his five cold fingers penetrate into his palm, and finally said: "I'm fine."
Fu Yueting's eyes did not dare to move away from his face for a moment, and his tone was pleading: "The ambulance will be here soon, hold on for a while?"
Qin Yan said, "Okay."
Fu Yueting didn't stop, and continued to recall Qin Yan's consciousness with words: "Persist for a while, when the ambulance arrives, I will immediately contact the hospital to send a helicopter over, I will never let you have an accident, you will be fine, so you Don't sleep..."
The driver at the side hung up the phone and came back. Hearing Fu Yueting's words, his legs and feet became more sore.
The mouth is a helicopter.
Who did he bump into...
Even in the rainstorm, Fu Yueting could smell a strong smell of alcohol approaching.
Turning to see the driver with a blushing face, his dark eyes shone with a frightening chill: "If he makes a mistake in the slightest, I will make you pay with your life."
The voice was not loud, and the tone was not even heavy, but it carried a scalp-numbing coldness.
Hearing the meaning of his words, the driver's legs softened and he fell to his knees: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to..."
The sound of rain covered the conversation between the two, but it couldn't cover the spread of the smell.
Smelling the smell of alcohol on the driver, the people around gasped.
"No wonder running a red light, it turned out to be drunk driving!"
"I saw it with my own eyes just now. He must have been speeding. He even forgot to turn on the headlights. How much he drank..."
"Drunken driving is really harmful. You see, a good young man is hit like this. What a crime!"
"That's right, everyone has bumped into each other, what's the use of kneeling now!"
Fu Yueting didn't pay any attention to the driver, and turned back to look at Qin Yan when he finished speaking, but saw the blood stains accidentally rubbed on his body, and his thin lips trembled: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you."
He repeated this sentence countless times. In addition to comforting Qin Yan, he also needed this kind of thought to reassure him.
He tightly held the ring in his hand that he hadn't returned to Qin Yan yet.
The hard texture stood in the palm of his hand, and the sharp stinging pain suppressed his trembling, hanging on his last sliver of reason.
Before he lost consciousness, Qin Yan saw his panic, so he held him back and said again: "I'm fine."
Hearing his voice, Fu Yueting was suddenly speechless.
If it wasn't covered by the drowsy rain curtain, he didn't know how to continue to hide his burning eyes in front of Qin Yan: "I'm sorry..."
Fu Yueting lowered his eyes, and his voice was very hoarse: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
It was he who shouldn't have persuaded Qin Yan to go out in the morning.
He shouldn't have turned back without seeing the road conditions clearly.
If he knew this was the case, he would rather not have met Qin Yan in city c than invite Qin Yan here.
Qin Yan looked at him, and suddenly tightened his hand.
Fu Yueting subconsciously looked up at him.
"It has nothing to do with you." Qin Yan said, "You don't need to blame yourself."
He still remembered Fu Yueting's ring hanging from between his fingers.
He also saw Fu Yueting pick up something from the ground with his own eyes.
Fu Yueting helped him retrieve his mother's belongings when he didn't even notice, but now he apologized to him.
Qin Yan looked into Fu Yueting's eyes: "Even if something happens to me, it's not your fault."
Fu Yueting's heart tightened slightly.
But before he opened his mouth, the siren of an ambulance could be heard in the distance.
The crowd immediately burst into cheers of surprise.
"finally come!"
Fu Yueting only took one look, then immediately lowered his head to look at Qin Yan: "Did you hear that? The ambulance is here!"
Qin Yan smiled slightly.
But then, his eyes gradually blurred, and finally there was only darkness left.
"Qin Yan!"
"Qin Yan..."
Fu Yueting looked at Qin Yan whose eyes were slowly closing, and the tingling pain in his palm instantly conveyed to the bottom of his heart, so dense that he lost his mind in an instant, and there was only panic in his eyes.
At this time, the medical staff arrived in the rain pushing a stretcher and picked up Qin Yan from his arms.
Fu Yueting pursed his bloodless lips and followed the ambulance to the hospital.
He stared at Qin Yan's face closely all the way, answering every question. On the surface, except for his slightly pale face, there was nothing abnormal about him.
It wasn't until after getting out of the car that the nurse who got off at the end realized that Fu Yueting's left elbow was seriously scratched, and the blood that gushed out snaked down his arm, and the palm of his hand was even scarlet.
The nurse exclaimed, and quickly reached out to hold his arm: "Sir, you are also injured, and the wound needs to be treated in time!"
"I don't need it." Fu Yueting said in a deep voice, "It's time for you to save the patient."
"Don't worry sir, your friend will have a doctor—"
The nurse hadn't finished speaking, her hands were empty, and she looked up again, only the patient's back was left in front of her eyes.
She was taken aback, and hurriedly chased after him: "Sir!"
When Fu Yueting walked into the gate of the hospital, Qin Yan's hospital bed was being pushed towards the ward. He strode over and saw that the doctor had no intention of sending him to the operating room, so he frowned and asked, "How is he?"
The doctor saw the blood on his body and said: "The family members can rest assured that the patient's wound is not serious, and it should be treated simply."
Fu Yueting was slightly stunned, and before taking a breath, he asked again: "Why is he in a coma?"
The doctor said: "It may be caused by hitting the back of the head. It's not a big problem. If you are really worried, we will also conduct several tests on the patient later to make sure."
Hearing this, Fu Yueting's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.
He looked at Qin Yan on the hospital bed, and said softly, "So, he's fine."
The doctor thought he was asking, so he didn't stop, just nodded and said: "Yes, the patient is fine. After the examination, he can stay in the hospital for observation for a day or two, or he can be discharged directly."
Fu Yueting's cold limbs finally regained consciousness: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
As the doctor spoke, the nurse rushed over behind him.
"Doctor Zhang!"
The hospital has a rule not to run around. She followed Fu Yueting and couldn't catch up. She asked the ward before coming.
The doctor asked, "What's wrong?"
The nurse said: "Dr. Zhang, this gentleman had a car accident with the patient, and he also had abrasions on his body."
The doctor looked at Fu Yueting.
The burning pain from the elbow was already numb, so Fu Yueting didn't care about it, but now that he heard that Qin Yan was fine, and was overtaken by the nurse again, he didn't break free, but he still didn't leave Qin Yan's side.
Fortunately, the doctor was on the side. After coming over to look at it, he saw that the wound was more common, so he explained a few words to the nurse, then turned back and continued to treat Qin Yan's wound.
After the wounds of the two were treated, Qin Yan was transferred to the ward before he woke up.
Fu Yueting sat by the bed, thought for a while, and then tentatively took Qin Yan's hand again and squeezed it tightly.
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When Qin Yan opened his eyes again, it was already dark outside the window.
He smelled the hospital-specific smell of disinfectant in the air, and was about to raise his hand when he felt a pressure on his hand, making him unable to move.
He couldn't help turning his face to look over.
It's Fu Yueting.
Fu Yueting hadn't let go of his right hand, his left arm was hanging by his side for some reason, half of his face was only buried in the back of his right hand, facing him, and fell asleep.
The time was from morning to night, but the bloody clothes on Fu Yueting's body hadn't been changed, and his posture was uncomfortable just by looking at it, so even if he fell asleep, he was not very stable, and there were faint marks between his eyebrows.
He didn't know how long he slept in this uncomfortable position.
But maybe it was the action just now that disturbed him.
Fu Yueting frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.
Caught off guard by Qin Yan's gaze, he sat up straight suddenly: "You're awake!"
At the end of the sentence, he was about to reach out and ring the bell to let the doctor come, only to realize it belatedly.
his hand.
Still holding Qin Yan's hand.
In the dark room, the slightly cool air was suddenly filled with someone's panic and anxiety.
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