After The Honest Person Was Discovered For Simultaneously Pursuing Three People - Chapter 74

Chapter 74: I Love It All, I Like It All…

That day, a servant hurriedly handed a document envelope to Song Yucong. “Young Master, the hospital sent a file.” The servant was not authorized to look at the contents of the envelope.

At the time, Song Yucong was frowning, reading through the information his subordinates had compiled about Zhao Jingqun. Hearing that the hospital had sent something, he casually tossed the document with Zhao Jingqun’s photo into the trash. He knew it contained the results of the bone marrow match between him and Tao Ning.

He tore open the envelope. The test report showed that he and Tao Ning were a full match and that a bone marrow transplant surgery could be performed.

Song Yucong was stunned for a long time. A complex and joyful emotion flowed to his heart. It seemed the country bumpkin needed him, an event that was enough to satisfy the male protective instinct deep in his bones… He just wasn’t sure if his body, which had been subjected to constant blood draws, was in a good enough state to donate marrow.

In any case, Song Yucong couldn’t wait to see the way Tao Ning would cling to him once he found out about this.

And the utterly idiotic, self-important fool in front of him could only be played like a monkey. Song Yucong made no effort to hide his disdain and mockery, but he forced a slightly distorted smile. “I’ve made up my mind—”

He stood up. In the dim light, his face was handsome but cold. “Pleasure working with you.”

Zhao Jingqun flicked the cigarette ash from his sleeve and stood up too. “The Second Young Master is a straightforward man. Then I’ll take my leave. I wish Second Young Master Song all his desires fulfilled and every success in the future.”

“Wait.” Song Yucong gave a look to the scantily clad men and women on either side. These dancers and Money Boys, who had waited on countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries at the Blue Gold club, instantly understood. “Mr. Zhao has shown me such great sincerity; it wouldn’t be right for me not to offer you some hospitality. These people are newly hired at Blue Gold, guaranteed to be clean.”

They were anything but clean, having been slept with countless times. Song Yucong was deliberately trying to disgust Zhao Jingqun, doing so fearlessly while also checking whether Zhao Jingqun was interested in men or women.

The dancers and Money Boys, with their sweet or seductive smiles, crowded towards Zhao Jingqun. One male in a bunny costume wiggled his hips to push the others aside. He had long coveted the man’s strong, muscular body, and since the man was always smiling, his temper must be good.

That delicate hand was about to touch Zhao Jingqun’s chest. “Sir, let me serve you…”

“Get lost.”

In the dim light, Zhao Jingqun uttered two simple words, his expression cold and sinister. The condescending look in his eyes changed the boy’s face, because it was not the look one gives a living person, but rather one gives insignificant trash or… a corpse.

A chill ran from the boy’s feet to his head. He felt genuine terror and quickly withdrew his hand, apologizing as he backed away. The others who had intended to crowd around were also frozen stiff with fear.

That look was simply too terrifying.

Song Yucong’s face gradually darkened. “Zhao… are you deliberately disrespecting me?”

The man turned and walked to the door. At Song Yucong’s words, his figure suddenly paused. As if remembering something, he turned back. The sinister expression from before was gone, replaced by a slight amusement and smugness. “My apologies. I live a clean life. My wife is waiting for me to go home for dinner.”

Zhao Jingqun looked Song Yucong, who was flushing with anger, up and down, and chuckled, “Second Young Master, keep those people for yourself. Happy cooperation.”

Once he was outside the door, the sound of a wine bottle smashing on the floor suddenly came from inside the room. Zhao Jingqun ignored it, raising an eyebrow at the bodyguard. “Give me the knife.”

The bodyguard snorted and reluctantly took out the military knife.

Zhao Jingqun slowly extended his hand, moved it lightly, and there was a “crack!” The bodyguard’s hand holding the knife instantly broke. He shrieked, “Ah—” The other bodyguard rushed over to help, but when he met Zhao Jingqun’s icy gaze, he felt a shiver of fear and immediately froze.

Back at the hospital, Zhao Jingqun first inquired about Tao Ning’s condition. When he learned that his hearing had returned, the burden on his heart lifted, but when he heard that Tao Ning was currently receiving a blood transfusion, his heart instantly constricted. Regarding Tao Ning’s illness, Zhao Jingqun’s heart felt like it was on a rollercoaster every moment.

He rushed toward the VIP ward. After passing through layers of bodyguards to reach the door, he stopped, took out his phone, tidied his hair and clothes, and asked, “How do I look now?”

The bodyguards vied to answer, “Boss, you look brilliant and formidable, handsome and suave, magnificent and imposing… all the men in the world combined are not worth a single hair on your body.”

Zhao Jingqun was satisfied. “Go collect your bonuses later.”

Leaving the sounds of grateful reverence behind him, Zhao Jingqun pushed the door open. Unfortunately, the boy he longed for and wished he could have rocketed back to kiss was already asleep.

The young man was practically curled up under the covers, his doll-sized face with his eyes tightly shut. His long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, cast a faint shadow.

Due to the pain, his dark, picturesque eyebrows were slightly furrowed. His lips, usually a deep red, were now a sickly pale. An indwelling needle was stuck in his fragile, slender wrist, and a red blood bag hung on the intravenous drip tube, making him look like a beautiful, decadent rose about to wither after a storm.

This sight made Zhao Jingqun’s heart ache painfully. He was suddenly struck by an unprecedented fear.

Because his lover was clearly within reach, yet at this moment, he seemed to have turned into a wisp of wind, ready to disappear from this world at any time, as if he didn’t belong here and would one day go to the place where he truly belonged.

Zhao Jingqun snapped back to his senses, suppressing this absurd and terrifying thought. After all, where else would Tao Ning go, other than belonging to him and staying by his side for life? He couldn’t help but cover the young man’s bruised hand and kiss it repeatedly. His calloused thumb gently smoothed the young man’s tightly furrowed brows.

The moment the hot lips pressed down, Tao Ning woke up. The area around his waist, where the bone marrow had been aspirated, was very sore after the anesthetic wore off, and the back of his hand where the needle was inserted also hurt. His whole body began to feel an unnatural heat, and his face was as pale as paper.

But he was a person with great tolerance for pain. When the doctor re-examined him, he didn’t utter a single cry of pain. It was only now, as he opened his eyes and saw the man’s worried gaze, that Tao Ning softly said, “Zhao Jingqun… I hurt so much, and you came back late.”

These two or three words of complaint nearly shattered Zhao Jingqun’s heart on the spot. He kissed Tao Ning’s delicate wrist again and again, his voice trembling: “I’m so sorry, baby, it’s my fault. I promise your husband won’t come back so late next time, okay? Let’s be patient. We can be discharged in a few days, be a good boy, baby.”

He was so worried that he was slightly incoherent. He rang the bell and instructed someone to bring food. Tao Ning could only have liquid food now. Zhao Jingqun fed him spoonful by spoonful, testing the temperature of each one to make sure it wasn’t too hot before daring to give it to Tao Ning.

Tao Ning weakly opened his mouth. Since he had no appetite, he ate a few bites slowly and then turned his face away, a clear look of distress on his small face. “…How many days are a few days?” He always felt that Zhao Jingqun was hiding something from him, and the scale of this medical treatment was very large. He felt it was far more serious than just staying for a few days.

He hoped he could be discharged and return to school immediately, as his busy studies were waiting for him.

Knowing that he cherished him like his life but still refused to eat properly, Zhao Jingqun was nearly going crazy. Although he liked the little temper Tao Ning had developed under his spoiling, now was not the time for tantrums! Without food, his body couldn’t cope.

Zhao Jingqun deliberately did not answer, tapping the bowl of porridge, which was still a third full, and said seriously, “Be good, I’ll tell you once you finish eating.”

Unexpectedly, the young man, whom he had spoiled rotten, glanced at him, turned his head away, and remained silent.

Zhao Jingqun had no way to deal with Tao Ning. Since Tao Ning had turned his head away, Zhao Jingqun simply changed positions, blew on the hot porridge, and coaxed and gently forced him, “Come on, baby, have a bite. Ah—open your mouth.”

As the man leaned in close, Tao Ning suddenly noticed the fatigue in his eyes. This time, he didn’t sulk anymore and obediently opened his mouth. But in the end, it still took Zhao Jingqun over an hour of gentle coaxing to get Tao Ning to finish the bowl of plain porridge, which had many supplements added to it.

Once Tao Ning was full, Zhao Jingqun breathed a sigh of relief. He casually picked up the other bowl of now-cold porridge and finished it in a few bites. He smacked his lips; the taste was indeed very ordinary, just with a lot of supplements. No wonder his darling didn’t like it. He planned to have Sun Zhen hire a few good nutritionists to come over later.

If Tao Ning didn’t like the food, he would change it again, and keep changing it until Tao Ning could eat a few more bites.

As soon as he decided to change it, Zhao Jingqun called Old Second Sun. “Find a few more nutritionists, I need ones with expertise in both northern and southern cuisine.”

“Arranging it immediately, Brother Zhao.”

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jingqun realized that Tao Ning had fallen asleep again without even asking. At the same time, he received a text message from the school administration.

Since the last time he was blocked at the school gate by the student named Oksonte, Zhao Jingqun had specifically gone to visit the principal. Since that day, the school’s doors were always open to him, and they regularly sent updates on Tao Ning’s performance at school.

That evening, Tao Ning was burning up with fever and drifting in and out of consciousness. He could only hear Zhao Jingqun calling him. He blinked a few times to respond. During this time, a nurse changed his medication again and checked his physical condition. Vaguely, Tao Ning heard the words “not good” and “ventilator.”

When he woke up again, Tao Ning found himself wearing a ventilator. The only sounds in the ward were the whirring of medical machinery and the strong smell of disinfectant. The man was asleep, resting his head on the edge of the bed, emitting a faint snore.

Tao Ning’s sister had told him that if a person was overly exhausted, they might snore at night.

A slight ache spread through his heart. He couldn’t resist wanting to touch this man, who was omnipotent in his eyes, but as soon as he raised his finger, the man jolted awake. Before he was fully conscious, he grabbed Tao Ning’s hand, his voice hoarse: “…What is it, baby? Hm? Are you in pain?”

Tao Ning shook his head slightly. In fact, he was in a lot of pain, but he held back from saying it.

But the man in front of him seemed to have seen through his forbearance. His face immediately turned cold, and his brows furrowed. This was the first time Zhao Jingqun had been cold toward him. In the past, no matter how much he threw a tantrum, Zhao Jingqun would always indulge him. Why… was he being cold now, when he hadn’t even thrown a tantrum or said he was in pain?

Tao Ning suddenly felt an unwarranted sense of grievance. However, in the next moment, he heard Zhao Jingqun sigh, gently wiping away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and said helplessly, “My silly baby… don’t pretend in front of me. I don’t need my baby to be so obedient and so good, and definitely don’t let these things make you feel wronged.”

The man’s wolf-like eyes looked at him, gentle as water. “Whether my baby is silly, acts spoiled, or throws tantrums, I love it all, I like it all.”

Tao Ning was stunned. Then, with a slight sob, he said, “Zhao Jingqun, I hurt.”

Zhao Jingqun kissed his fingers with almost reverence, promising in a low voice, “Be good, baby… I will make sure you get better.”

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