Chapter Twelve

  But then again, as long as I'm still alive, everything seems to still have hope, so when can I return home?

  How about letting Fang Yu find a few shamans to perform an exorcism?

  He was carefully considering the feasibility of this matter, when he suddenly saw what people meant by "speak of the devil", and from far down the corridor, Fang Yu comrade came running over with a lunchbox in hand. Originally a gentle and kind-hearted uncle, as soon as he saw Jiang Luocheng, his nose was no longer a nose and his eyes were no longer eyes. He rushed to their side, without even considering that Jiang Chuan was still there, and opened his mouth to ask very rudely: "What are you still doing here?"

  The hamster in the KFC delivery box lay in its food bowl: "Squeak!"

  Good question! Buy a villa!

  Under the encouragement of the hamster's especially relieved gaze, Fang Yu put down the lunchbox heavily, his eyes wide with anger, pointing outside and growling in a low voice: "Now that things have become like this, I don't know if he can wake up or not. The critical period has just passed, now there are reporters blocking the hospital entrance, countless cameras waiting to rush in and lift off the roof of this ward! What are they taking pictures of? Yuan Jinran's sickbed photo?! Jiang Luocheng, I'm asking you, who leaked the news?! Jiang Luocheng, I'm asking you again, are you or are you not human?!"

  A hamster in a KFC delivery box kicked out a handful of melon seeds with its hind legs: "Squeak!"

  Well said! Buy a sports car!

  Jiang Luocheng: "I..."

  Fang Yu laughed: "Right, he's not even human."

  The hamster in the KFC delivery box jumped down from the food bowl, shaking its fat buttocks spiritedly: "Squeak squeak squeak!"

  Great! Buy! Buy!

  Looking at Jiang Luocheng's speechless face, Jin Yan was both pleased and infuriated - from Fang Yu's previous words, he had figured out that Jiang Chuan had taken him through the back door. In fact, the hospital's main entrance was already packed with reporters, probably blocked by his management company, which is why it was so peaceful inside...

  He's right!

  He Yuan Jingran was lying in the hospital bed at this moment, and Jiang Luocheng directly spread the news out - yes, just on the second day after Jingran confirmed to star in his new director's TV series... Even if he didn't have a mobile phone, newspaper or TV by his side now, Jingran could guess that the entertainment circle might have already turned upside down.

  "Yuan Jinyan Seriously Injured and Unconscious" - behind this news headline, even if the content casually inserts a bug, it can instantly be blown up into a fire-breathing dragon.

  Not to mention the TV series he was originally scheduled to star in.

  This is simply explosive free publicity.

  Jiang Luocheng is also too good at saving money - no, Fang Yu, hurry up and ask him for advertising fees, enough to buy several boxes of melon seeds, don't waste it!!!

  The hamster was jumping up and down excitedly in its cage, but its soft body made barely any noise, so people outside wouldn't notice it. At this moment, Jiang Chuan was also standing aside silently, watching Fang Yu and Jiang Luocheng fight without helping either of them. If it were an ordinary person who understood the situation a bit, they would have already gone to help Jiang Luocheng, but he didn't. Instead, he found a place to put down his things and sat down himself, then opened the cage and took out the hamster.

  Jiang Chuan: "A Fei, take you in to see a person."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  "He made me buy a small animal first, and then you came along."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  I see.

  Jiang Chuan finished speaking, and casually stuffed the hamster into his pocket. Then he stood up and asked the two men who were glaring at each other with a look that seemed like they wanted to pounce on each other: "Can I go in and take a look?"

  Fang Yu heard the words, first stunned, then immediately withdrew his gaze from Jiang Luocheng's body, looked around at Jiang Chuan, and nodded reluctantly. Jiang Luocheng showed a hesitant expression, while Fang Yu quickly turned his head and scolded him with a fierce tone, "Don't even think about it." At the same time, Jiang Chuan, who had obtained permission, turned his head, ignored Director Jiang's hopeful gaze, and quietly twisted the doorknob without looking back.

  The ward is very quiet.

  Jiang Chuan pushed open the hospital room door, and his footsteps paused for a moment before he seemed to realize something. He gently pulled the door open again and then quickly entered the room with agile movements. The hospital room door creaked shut behind him, and he stood at the entrance, his azure eyes showing no emotional fluctuations.

  His gaze swept calmly over the young black-haired man on the bed, who was wearing an oxygen mask and had tubes inserted all over his body, with bandages wrapped around half of his face. Then his eyes shifted and stopped at another person standing beside the hospital bed.

  Yes.

  Even if Fang Yu didn't have time to remind him, from the moment Jiang Chuan opened the door, he realized that there was another person in the ward.

  At this moment, she is sitting beside the bed, peeling an apple in her hand.

  She lowered her head, focusing on the work in her hands. The thin apple skin fell off in circles with a pleasant "rustling" sound, separating from the flesh until she quietly finished peeling the apple. She then cut the flesh into small pieces and placed them in a clean white ceramic fruit plate beside her hand, but didn't eat it herself. Instead, she put the plate aside, carefully wiped the fruit knife clean with a handkerchief, and only then looked up at Jiang Chuan.

  The two of them locked eyes for a moment.

  She was a middle-aged woman who looked about forty-five years old, with a thin silk scarf around her neck and wearing the usual work attire of an ordinary career woman. Although she was dressed neatly, it was hard to conceal the fatigue and sadness in her eyes at this moment. She smiled slightly and asked in a gentle voice: "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

  "Hello, I'm a colleague of Yuan Zhenran," said Jiang Chuan calmly. "I've received his help before, so I came to visit him."

  The woman went "oh" and thought for a moment, nodding her head: "Many people want to come see him, but they were all stopped by Fang Yu... Ah right, I'm Jian Ran's mother, Yuan Mei, you can call me Auntie Yuan."

  Jiang Chuan nodded silently, his hand slipped into his pocket, and his fingertips seemed to be sliding over the mouse's back in a gentle, soothing motion. He felt the little creature twist and then jump silently into the depths of his pocket...

  He was slightly stunned and didn't understand what had just happened to the mouse that was peeking out of his pocket.

  Jiang Chuan's hands remained in his pockets as he walked to the bedside and leaned down to take a serious look at the young black-haired man lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, unconscious. After a moment of thought, he asked the woman beside him, "What happened?"

  It seems that he didn't notice his tone lacking the courtesy due when speaking to elders.

  Fortunately, Yuan Mei didn't mind this. At this moment, in her beautiful eyes that were almost identical to the young black-haired man on the bed, there was a fleeting ripple, and she stretched out her hand, gently brushing away the soft black hair hanging down from her son's forehead, with an incredibly gentle movement.

  In the quiet ward, only the heart rate monitor beside me was making a rhythmic "beep" "beep" sound.

  "In fact, Auntie didn't know what was going on either," Yuan Mei said to Jiang Chuan, but her gaze never left her son's face. "That day I was just getting off work and wanted to call Jianran to ask if he had arrived safely in G City...but before I could even dial the number, I received a call from Fang Yu..."

  She paused at this point in her speech.

  Kang Chuan felt the hamster in his pocket suddenly tremble.

  A few seconds later, Yuan Mei's voice sounded again, her tone calm, but making people's hearts involuntarily tighten up.

  "They told me that something unexpected happened."

  “……”

  "When I arrived on the latest flight from J City, Jianran was still in a critical condition. I heard that it was an accident at the construction site, a billboard that was supposed to be taken down the next day fell and hit him. Fangfang said that Jianran was badly hurt at the time, with blood all over the place... She said, "Later, he was saved and temporarily out of danger, but he has been in a coma ever since. The doctor says it's unknown when he will wake up, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, or maybe next month, next year, or the year after..."

  Jiang Chuan lowered his eyes and his gaze swept over the plate of sliced apples behind Yuan Mei's back.

  At this time, Yuan Mei seemed to have felt Jiang Chuan's gaze, and silently smiled, using her fingertips to push the plate of sliced fruit in a bit: "He likes to eat sweet things, but the doctor said that even if he wakes up, it's not good to eat complex foods immediately, so I thought I'd slice some fruit, and then blend it into juice to satisfy his cravings..."

  "Oh."

  Yuan Mei looked down at her son, got up to adjust the speed of his IV drip, and said in a low voice: "This kid actually has a bad temper. If he wakes up and can't eat something delicious, he'll definitely throw a tantrum."

  "......" Jiang Chuan thought for a moment and said, "I didn't bring any gifts or good food."

  Yuan Mei heard this, first stunned, seemingly a bit strange to lift her head and carefully looked at the young man standing in front of her - when facing his gaze, she seemed to have guessed something from his bright blue eyes that didn't belong to an Asian person. She smiled and shook her head, indicating what's the big deal.

  "He also said: 'I heard he likes small animals.'"

  Yuan Mei nodded.

  Jiang Chuan saw that he had misunderstood, and silently let out a sigh of relief in his heart. Then, with two fingers, he pinched out the fat hamster that was stuck deep in his pocket, only to find that at this moment, the hamster was holding its head with both paws, and the hair around its eyes was wet and soggy.

  Jiang Chuan: "What's going on?"

  Jiang Chuan lightly poked the soft belly of Fei Haozi with his fingertips, and seemed to call out Fei Haozi's name in a somewhat inexplicable manner: "A-Fei?"

  Only to see the hamster being held in his hand, clinging to its head, a far cry from its previous jumping and bouncing appearance, as if it had eaten some kind of hamster medicine, looking limp and depressed. Jiang Chuan slightly furrowed his brow, stretched out his finger to forcefully remove the paw that was covering the hamster's face, and then discovered that at this moment, the hamster's expression was particularly subtle.

  If hamsters could have expressions too.

  At this time, Ah Fei's expression was like this: ___________.

  "..." Jiang Chuan shook his hand, "... Ah Fei?"

  Jian Ran: "Squeak."

  Leave me alone, I want some quiet time.

  Don't ask me who Jingjing is either.

  Jiang Chuan: “......”

  Jiang Chuan Zheng suddenly heard a commotion of footsteps outside the hospital room, and the originally quiet corridor was filled with other noises. There were male and female voices among them, including Fang Yu and Jiang Luo Cheng's voices, and they seemed to be shouting about something...

  Right after that, a loud "bang" was heard, and the quiet hospital room door was suddenly burst open from outside!

  Yuan Mei in the room, Jiang Chuan, and the hamster that was pinched between Jiang Chuan's fingers were all stunned.

  They watched as countless reporters carrying "big guns" broke through the encirclement, pushing aside Fang Yu, Jiang Luocheng, nurses and doctors who tried to stop them, swarming in. Fang Yu, out of breath, took out his phone to call the police while the originally quiet ward was instantly filled with camera shutters and interview voices!

  People holding various TV station logos, microphones, and cameras with press passes hanging from their necks rushed to the bedside, first taking a flurry of shots at the unconscious young man with black hair on the bed, then turning to the only two living people in the hospital room.

  "Hello, sir, may I ask who you are?"

  "Presumably this must be the mother, then. What's your take on your son suddenly getting into trouble?"

  "Are you prepared to sue Jian Ran's brokerage firm for compensation?"

  "What message would you like to convey to your fans who are still waiting outside?"

  "Hello, ma'am, could you say a few words to your son through our camera?"

  Jian Ran: "………………………………"

  Damn it! You guys are pissing me off!!!!!

  In the chaos, Jiang Chuan was pushed aside by a swarm of reporters. When he came to his senses, the hamster that had been in his hand suddenly disappeared. He furrowed his brow and was about to search for it when he turned around and saw that the hamster, which had previously seemed lifeless, was now perched on Yuan Mei's collar. At this moment, it was waving its short paws and desperately climbing upwards, as if trying to block the camera lens of the male reporter in front, which was almost touching Yuan Mei's nose.

  The reporter had originally planned a "family's sorrow" feature.

  However, just as the journalist was about to take a picture, he suddenly felt an enormous force behind him pulling him backward - he lost his balance and let out a cry of "Ah!" as he fell backward. At the same time, a tall figure suddenly appeared between him and Jianyan's mother, snatching the expensive camera from around her neck and shoving it into his pocket. With that, the camera, which had taken who-knows-how-many pictures it shouldn't have, was smashed to pieces on the ground in an instant.

  The reporters present were all stunned.

  Holding up the camera, for a moment I actually forgot about pressing the shutter.

  They saw the tall and sturdy young man, still wearing a KFC delivery red vest, solemnly shielding his mother behind him, with an expressionless face saying: "What's the squeeze? You almost stepped on my hamster."