Chapter 89: Side Story One: Fell into a Coma

Both Liang Shining and Xin Wan's expressions changed at the same time.

Liang Shining rushed forward to catch him, speaking urgently: "Ying Huai—"

But the person in his arms couldn't respond at all.

In just a moment, his entire body was drenched in cold sweat, his lips pale, his whole body curling up uncontrollably, both hands pressing desperately against his chest.

He seemed to be in extreme pain, his lips opening and closing rapidly with each breath, but his irregularly beating heart could only stingily supply thin oxygen.

Liang Shining held him, his face ashen, while Xin Wan beside him was nearly frozen with fear.

In both his past life and this one, Ying Huai had always deliberately or inadvertently hidden his episodes from them.

Although Xin Wan had seen Ying Huai faint occasionally, he had never seen such a severe reaction.

He panicked outright.

"What's wrong with you? Little shidi, wake up, Ying Huai........"

Xin Wan was trembling uncontrollably, kneeling helplessly on the ground, when the next second, Liang Shining's slightly cold voice suddenly came.

"He's having an episode. Do you want to keep standing there regretting, or come help?"

Xin Wan froze for a moment.

Amid his chaotic thoughts, he finally grasped a sliver of clarity. No longer caring about anything else, he hurriedly raised his head: "I'll help, I'll help, what do you need me to do........."

Liang Shining's voice was calm as he spoke rapidly: "I gave him a sublingual relief tablet earlier, it should hold him for a bit longer."

He half-supported Ying Huai's back, helping him sit up, and reached out to cradle the area behind his heart.

"First call 120, contact Su Xin and have him reach security and evacuate the surrounding students, then help me tell Song Si Lan to go directly to the Hospital."

Liang Shining spoke at a rapid pace, arranging things urgently: "Also ask where the nearest AED defibrillator is, the school must have one equipped........."

Xin Wan's motion of getting up froze instantly.

He lowered his head in disbelief: "How could it be this serious........."

"Just as a precaution. What are you still standing there for?"

Liang Shining gritted his teeth, a few burst blood vessels visible in his eyes: "Go!"

Xin Wan suddenly came back to himself.

He took a deep breath and quickly strode outward.

Liang Shining closed his eyes briefly.

When he opened them again, clarity had returned to his expression. He held Ying Huai half-sitting in his arms, trying to place the emergency medication under his tongue.

But Ying Huai's jaw was tightly clenched.

He seemed to be in such pain that his lower teeth bit a thin line of blood into his bluish-purple lips, his complexion an icy, abnormal white.

Liang Shining only furrowed his brow for an instant, his expression immediately returning to its usual composure.

He reached out to grasp Ying Huai's pale fingers and spoke softly: "Open your mouth, Ying Huai, don't be afraid, I'm going to save you, let me save you........"

But Ying Huai was already losing consciousness.

His heart couldn't effectively pump blood through his body, waves of suffocation bringing continuous throbbing pain.

Like a drowning fish, his whole body drenched in cold sweat, his pupils dilated as he stared into empty space, his eyes without focus.

After several attempts, Liang Shining finally got the medicine in, but the next instant, Ying Huai uncontrollably dry-heaved it back up.

Eventually, all strength left his body, his upper half slumped drowsily against Liang Shining's arm.

He was forced to regain a sliver of consciousness, struggling to lift his neck, but the next second felt the world spinning around him.

He let out a heavy grunt, unable to react, and suddenly lost all strength, his body lurching forward, his head dropping down at the same time.

"Ying Huai!" Liang Shining had no time to react, instinctively reaching out to catch the person who had suddenly gone limp.

The consciousness Ying Huai had forced together was jolted and instantly scattered again.

He felt as if his entire body was inside a teacup spinning at high speed, his head and neck bending deeply toward his chest, sweat-dampened fringe clinging to his forehead, his weak, unfocused peach blossom eyes half-lidded.

He felt himself being held and sat up again by Liang Shining.

He heard someone urgently whispering something in his ear, and Ying Huai instinctively gasped and raised his head.

But before his eyes were still blurred patches of color. Ying Huai's lashes trembled, his dark eyes slowly contracting for an instant, then uncontrollably rolling upward bit by bit.

Liang Shining watched as the person before him suddenly lost consciousness again.

".........Ying Huai!"

Not far away, Xin Wan finally arrived hurriedly with Su Xin, and both of their faces changed instantly at the sight.

"How is he? The ambulance hasn't arrived yet, what do we do now?"

Su Xin appeared relatively composed, but Xin Wan was panicking again.

"I brought that defibrillator thing over, should we use it now? But I don't know how........."

"No need, he still has a heartbeat—calm down."

Su Xin crouched down and pressed Ying Huai's wrist, coldly cutting off Xin Wan's words.

His expression carried barely concealed anger, he gritted his teeth looking at Xin Wan, but ultimately didn't say anything immediately.

He raised his head to look at Liang Shining, who was only kneeling on the ground holding the person, his gaze not giving them even half a glance.

·

Ying Huai felt his heart, which had just slightly eased, begin to clamor again.

He unconsciously wanted to clutch his chest and curl up, but was held down by Liang Shining and forced to let go.

Tears of physiological reflex slid unconsciously from the corners of Ying Huai's eyes, his chest heaving up again and again, trying to draw in thin air.

But he still couldn't catch his breath. He curled up, gasping rapidly for a while, his panting gradually weakening.

Liang Shining seized this gap to try to get the medicine in, when suddenly he heard Ying Huai's throat catch.

Before Liang Shining could react, the next second he felt the person in his arms spasm, then begin to gasp uncontrollably and rapidly.

At the same time, his originally pale lips gradually began to darken, revealing an ominous bluish-purple.

Liang Shining's expression finally changed.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly placing the medicine in his own mouth, then abruptly leaned down, forcing his tongue past Ying Huai's lips.

Ying Huai was in a pained stupor, unaware of what was happening. Feeling the foreign sensation in his mouth, he instinctively opened his mouth to bite down.

The taste of blood quickly spread between their mouths. Liang Shining furrowed his brow slightly but said nothing, using his tongue to push the medication and force it to the back of Ying Huai's throat.

Ying Huai's body struggled weakly, but his survival instinct forced him to begin swallowing.

Liang Shining placed another Nitroglycerin tablet under Ying Huai's tongue before finally slowly straightening up.

Both their lips were tinged with traces of blood, and Liang Shining's mouth ached faintly.

But he had no time to mind, one hand pressing Ying Huai's pulse, the other reaching out to skillfully massage his chest continuously.

After an unknown amount of time, Liang Shining finally heard the person before him let out a low grunt, the uncontrollable gasping gradually slowing, though his body still trembled faintly on its own.

Liang Shining didn't dare let down his guard. He continued to slowly massage Ying Huai's chest until he heard the distant wail of an ambulance in the distance, finally allowing himself a slight breath of relief.

Medical personnel came rushing over pushing a Resuscitation Room bed. Liang Shining helped lift Ying Huai onto it, only then feeling a wave of weakness throughout his body.

His body swayed slightly, and Su Xin beside him instinctively reached out to steady him.

"Are you okay?" Su Xin frowned and spoke quietly.

Liang Shining shook his head and gently pulled free from Su Xin's hand.

"I'm fine.........just lost my footing when I stood up earlier."

It was only then that Su Xin noticed the abrupt dark red at the corner of Liang Shining's lips.

Su Xin couldn't help but speak: "Your mouth......."

"It's nothing."

Liang Shining said quietly.

He closed his eyes briefly, took a deep breath, and tried to walk forward.

Su Xin, standing behind him, couldn't help but say: "Why don't you go sit in the vehicle first, Xiao Huai should be temporarily stable now......."

But Liang Shining paid no more attention, stepping forward to walk alongside the Resuscitation Room bed again.

He suddenly reached out and gently wiped away a spot of dark red blood from the corner of Ying Huai's lips.

The medical personnel beside them were bringing over an oxygen mask and paused slightly at Liang Shining's movement.

"Please don't worry, we did a quick check just now. Although the patient had an Acute Episode, the emergency treatment was handled very well, you don't need to worry too much......." The medical personnel, thinking Liang Shining was still worried, spoke instinctively.

"It's nothing."

Liang Shining shook his head and slowly straightened up.

Looking at Ying Huai's finally eased expression, his taut nerves gradually loosened a fraction.

"I was just worried.......that he was uncomfortable."

Liang Shining exhaled, staggered back a step, and finally leaned against the vehicle wall to slowly sit down.

The medical staff beside them was momentarily stunned.

She belatedly realized something, a look of surprise surfacing on her face: "You're Liang........"

Liang Shining looked up at her, and only then did the doctor notice that his previously calm expression had somehow vanished, his eyes now full of exhaustion and worry.

The medical staff member was taken aback.

She usually followed entertainment news and had heard a bit about the situation between Ying Huai and Liang Shining.

She had originally dismissed it as idle gossip, but Liang Shining's reaction just now made her sense something was off.

The earlier examination showed that Ying Huai's heart condition had likely flared up suddenly, and the situation had been very urgent.

But Liang Shining's response had indeed been timely—though not strictly professional, he had essentially held onto the most critical golden window for resuscitation.

Seeing Liang Shining still leaning slightly forward, gazing at the person on the bed, the medical staff couldn't help but speak again.

"Teacher Liang, you really handled things well just now. Don't worry."

Wanting to comfort him, the doctor couldn't help exaggerating a bit: "I didn't recognize you at first just now—I thought you'd actually been professionally trained in first aid."

The nurse beside them inserted an IV needle into Ying Huai. The clear liquid flowed slowly through the tube into his body, making the tips of his fingers look even paler.

Liang Shining instinctively reached out and wrapped Ying Huai's fingertips in his palm, carefully rubbing his slightly cool fingers, and shook his head faintly.

"I'm not professional at all."

He took a deep breath and looked down at his hands, which were still trembling.

"I was just now........terrified out of my mind."

Xin Wan, sitting dazedly in the corner, was startled by Liang Shining's voice.

He instinctively looked up, gazing at Liang Shining's inexplicably somewhat hunched figure, a flash of complexity crossing his eyes.

·

When Ying Huai was sent into the Resuscitation Room, Lu Jing finally arrived in a hurry.

He first confirmed Ying Huai's condition with Su Xin, then cast a complicated look at Liang Shining not far away.

Liang Shining stood silently at the Resuscitation Room door with lowered eyes. Beside him, a person in a trench coat stood with hands in pockets, leaning against the wall, gazing at the overhead light in a slight daze.

Lu Jing closed his eyes briefly.

He took a deep breath, suddenly turned around, strode forward with a livid face, and raised his hand to strike Xin Wan hard.

A muffled smack echoed down the corridor. Xin Wan stumbled, his whole body crashing heavily into the wall behind him.

Liang Shining glanced toward Lu Jing at the sound, then silently lowered his eyes again.

Yu Wu raised an eyebrow, let out a surprised 'oh,' and started to go over for a look, but remembering Song Si Lan's instructions, he ultimately leaned back against the wall again.

Su Xin frowned but said nothing.

Only when Lu Jing raised his hand again did he finally step forward and catch Lu Jing's arm.

"Enough."

"Why should that be enough?"

Lu Jing gritted his teeth and suddenly looked at Xin Wan: "How many times have I told you not to go looking for Xiao Huai, not to act on your own self-righteous assumptions."

Unable to hold back any longer, he stepped forward and grabbed Xin Wan by the collar.

"Did I or did I not tell you that Xiao Huai hasn't been well lately? Did I or did I not tell you not to act rashly?"

Lu Jing gritted his teeth, bloodshot veins bursting in his eyes: "Last time you clearly saw the consequences of our rashness—why won't you listen........"

Xin Wan suddenly looked up: "Because I'm afraid. I want to make up for it."

His hands at his sides slowly clenched.

"I know I was wrong, but I don't know what to do. You told me that just apologizing wouldn't be enough, so I could only try to find a way to make up for it........"

Lu Jing frowned.

Xin Wan stumbled back a step, his eyes red: "I'm afraid that after this, shidi will really become.......strangers to me. I can't........"

"So you couldn't even wait a little longer?" Lu Jing gritted his teeth. "Are you really this selfish, Xin Wan?"

"Because of you, Xiao Huai is still lying in the Resuscitation Room. And now you're telling me you're afraid? Where was all this earlier?"

Xin Wan's lips moved soundlessly.

His heart was a tangle of urgency and regret. He shook his head, not knowing what to say: "I'm sorry. I know what I did today was wrong. I didn't know it would turn out like this, but I'm really scared........"

Lu Jing's anger flared at the sight of his dejected state.

His arm shot up again, and Su Xin had no choice but to grab it once more.

"Calm down, Lu Jing," Su Xin gritted his teeth and said in a low voice. "Xiao Huai is still being resuscitated in there—what are you making a scene out here for........"

"I'm perfectly calm. It's Xin Wan who's not calm."

Lu Jing gritted his teeth: "I need to make him see reason first—"

Before he could finish, he suddenly saw the Resuscitation Room door pushed open.

Song Si Lan hurried out and, seeing the confrontational scene before him, froze.

"What's going on here? This is a Hospital, not a marketplace." Song Si Lan frowned and said coldly.

The people in front of him turned a deaf ear. Song Si Lan narrowed his eyes and suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Fine. Perform. Keep performing."

Xin Wan was startled. Lu Jing frowned and turned back: "What did you say........"

Before he could finish, he suddenly saw the person in the trench coat appear out of nowhere, yawning as he slowly stepped in front of Song Si Lan.

"What, planning a medical disturbance? I'll call someone for you." Yu Wu looked up and smiled at Lu Jing.

"Fighting and brawls.......I'm best at handling those."

His tone was playful, but his expression carried an inexplicable coldness.

Lu Jing's expression stiffened. Song Si Lan, somewhat surprised, glanced at Yu Wu but ultimately stepped aside from behind him.

"I say, if you want to perform, have the guts to do it in front of Ying Huai."

Song Si Lan took off his mask, looked around at the people before him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Ying Huai happens to be awake now. Go put on this little show for him—want to upset him even more?"

Song Si Lan was also vaguely aware of the situation between Ying Huai and his several shixiong.

The moment his words fell, sure enough, the faces of the people in front of him immediately changed.

Lu Jing abruptly withdrew his hand, and Xin Wan nervously straightened up at once.

The surroundings finally fell quiet. Song Si Lan smiled with satisfaction.

"Now you know how to be quiet?"

"We were wrong, Doctor Song. We know Xiao Huai is sick and needs quiet—we definitely won't be like this again."

Su Xin, the only relatively calm one of the three, hurried to speak.

Song Si Lan glanced at him and finally said slowly: "Nothing too serious—just an Acute Episode. We rechecked the heart and lungs. Rest at the Hospital for a couple of days first."

Song Si Lan spoke while casting a glance at the silent Liang Shining beside him and let out a small sigh.

"The anesthesia has just worn off. When he's wheeled out in a bit, he'll go to the ICU for one night of observation. Only one person can visit at a time in the ICU........"

Xin Wan instantly looked up, about to say something, but the next second, Liang Shining's expression in the ambulance suddenly flashed through his mind.

Xin Wan clenched his teeth and suddenly said: "Let Liang Shining go first."

Song Si Lan raised an eyebrow in surprise. Liang Shining looked up at Xin Wan, then quickly looked away.

"Fine. I wasn't planning to let you in anyway."

Song Si Lan shrugged and reached up to rub his stiff neck.

"You three go back first. Tonight's visiting hours should be over by the time Liang Shining comes out. We'll talk tomorrow when he's transferred to a regular ward."

Mid-thought, he remembered something and turned to give the three behind him a warning look.

"But tonight I'll have security keep an eye on you. If you dare cause any more trouble, you'll be thrown out the front door immediately."

Lu Jing and Su Xin knew they were in the wrong, and the relief of knowing Ying Huai was alright instantly lightened their mood considerably.

The two nodded silently. Xin Wan beside them, however, still looked as though he wanted to say something.

"Wait, I really can't see shidi today........"

Before he could finish, suddenly a weight landed on Xin Wan's shoulder.

"Didn't you hear what Si Lan said clearly?"

Yu Wu lowered his eyes and said unhurriedly: "Stop wasting words. Get moving."

Xin Wan was startled. He instinctively stopped speaking, then, realizing something, looked up with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

"Who exactly are you? What right do you have to stop us........"

"Me?"

Yu Wu yawned and began to speak unhurriedly.

"I'm the head of security at this Hospital."

Song Si Lan, who had just been about to push the door open, froze mid-motion. Xin Wan looked up in confusion.

Yu Wu turned to glance at Song Si Lan nearby and spoke with a half-smile.

"Specifically in charge of—Doctor Song Si Lan's personal safety."

Song Si Lan, who had just stepped through the door, stumbled.

·

Ying Huai spent a night in the ICU and was transferred to a regular ward the next day.

Xin Wan had been on edge all morning, and finally received news from Song Si Lan in the afternoon that Ying Huai had woken up.

Xin Wan rushed to the Hospital without delay.

Last night's warnings from Yu Wu and Song Si Lan still echoed in his mind. Xin Wan tried to keep his emotions in check.

But upon seeing the pale-faced person half-leaning against the headboard, Xin Wan couldn't stop his eyes from reddening for a moment.

He lunged forward almost instantly, not noticing the low stool in front of him: "Little shidi—"

Ying Huai hadn't even reacted when, the next second, he heard a muffled thud by the bed, followed by Xin Wan's suppressed cry of pain.

Ying Huai: ?

He tilted his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and let out a helpless sigh.

"I'm not dead yet. Is it a bit early for you to be kneeling now?"

"No, don't say that, little shidi, I didn't mean it that way."

Xin Wan grimaced and scrambled to his feet in a fluster.

Although the fall had been an accident, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Ying Huai's attitude toward him had noticeably softened compared to yesterday.

Xin Wan hurried to the bedside and carefully crouched down in front of Ying Huai.

"I was wrong yesterday, little shidi."

Ying Huai kept his eyes lowered and said nothing. Beside him, Liang Shining warmed his fingertips as if no one else were present.

Xin Wan took a deep breath and continued rambling.

"I was too hasty yesterday. Are you still feeling unwell, little shidi? It was my fault. I just wanted you to talk to me........"

"I already spoke with you just now."

Ying Huai turned his head, his somewhat vacant gaze falling on Xin Wan.

"Can you leave now?"

Xin Wan shook his head immediately: "No, I can't leave now, little shidi. Everything was my fault. Can you tell me how to make it up to you........"

Before he could finish, he heard Ying Huai let out a soft sigh.

"You see, whatever I say, you don't listen."

Ying Huai turned his gaze forward again and couldn't help covering his mouth to cough: "Then what's the point of me saying anything to you?"

Xin Wan shook his head frantically: "No, no, there is a point. I'll listen, little shidi, I'll listen........"

Before he could finish, remembering Ying Huai's words just now, his voice cut off abruptly.

The room fell silent for a moment. Ying Huai kept his eyes lowered, coughing softly.

Xin Wan clenched his teeth and slowly straightened up after all.

"Then... I'll go first, little shidi, you........"

Unwilling to look away, he stepped back one pace at a time, still not noticing the chair behind him.

A loud 'clang' rang out again, followed by another muffled thud of knees hitting the floor.

Ying Huai's brow twitched involuntarily.

At that same moment, Song Si Lan and Yu Wu happened to push the door open and come in.

Song Si Lan: ?

Yu Wu let out a light 'yo': "What's this? Yesterday you were fighting, today you're straight down on your knees."

Yu Wu crossed his arms and stepped forward, speaking teasingly.

"The Hospital doesn't allow this sort of thing. Do you really want security to throw you out, or are you going to get up yourself?"

Xin Wan: .........

His face alternated between green and red. He gritted his teeth, scrambled up, and was about to retort when, the next second, he suddenly heard Ying Huai let out a soft laugh.

Xin Wan turned his head instantly.

"You laughed, little shidi, I—I know! I understand!"

Ying Huai: ........?

He didn't understand what this hothead Xin Wan had figured out now, but he immediately suppressed his smile: "I didn't, what do you even understand........"

Xin Wan, however, seemed not to have heard him and sprang to his feet in one motion.

"Little shidi, you rest well today. I'll come see you tomorrow—or the day after!"

Ying Huai: ???

Before he could open his mouth to stop him, Xin Wan had already bolted out like a flash of lightning.

Yu Wu hadn't reacted either and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Yo, was he possessed?"

Song Si Lan beside him shot him a look, then turned to look at Ying Huai.

"How are you feeling? Is your chest still uncomfortable?"

Ying Huai hesitated, then nodded: "Still a little......... When can I be discharged?"

No patient likes staying in a Hospital, and Ying Huai, a frequent visitor, was especially averse to it.

Fortunately, since he'd been with Liang Shining, this discomfort had eased considerably.

Song Si Lan didn't mind, flipping through the morning's test results as he casually replied: "At least a week. You don't have anything going on anyway, so just take the time to rest up here........"

He was speaking as he flipped to the page on the cerebral hematoma, paused, and a hint of delight crossed his expression.

"Right—"

But before he could say anything, the next second, he heard Ying Huai hesitantly speak in a small voice: "Can I recover at home?"

Song Si Lan finally felt something was off.

He frowned and glanced up at him: "What's wrong?"

Ying Huai's eyes flickered.

He couldn't see clearly, but he still turned his head slowly toward Song Si Lan's voice, avoiding his gaze.

He took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Nothing, I just don't really want to stay in the Hospital. If I go home and come back daily for check-ups, isn't that the same........"

Before he could finish, he heard Song Si Lan coldly cut him off: "Ying Huai."

Ying Huai's words caught in his throat.

After a few seconds, he finally let out a soft sigh.

"My eyes—are they never going to get better?"

Song Si Lan was stunned. Liang Shining beside him suddenly looked up, and even Yu Wu couldn't help frowning.

"What are you saying? Who told you—" Song Si Lan couldn't help but speak.

Ying Huai paused, then said quietly: "Last time, before I fell asleep....... I overheard a bit of what you were saying."

He didn't notice that the moment his words fell, the expressions of the three people before him instantly turned strange.

Ying Huai continued on his own: "And I can feel........ Liang Shining has been hiding something from me."

Yu Wu, standing by his bed, trembled inexplicably. Ying Huai became even more convinced of his own thoughts and let out a soft laugh with a sigh.

"What's there to be sad about? I'm not even sad."

The corners of his eyes reddened at some point, but his somewhat unfocused peach blossom eyes curved gently: "It's not like it can be cured anyway. While I can still make out some outlines, let me go home and spend some time with my little tudi........"

Before he could finish, he heard Song Si Lan speak in an odd tone: "Ying Huai."

"Did you....... misunderstand something?"

Ying Huai was stunned, finally realizing belatedly that something was off about the atmosphere.

"What........."

"Your eyes are fine. They should recover soon."

Song Si Lan said quietly: "What we were saying that day was—your cerebral hematoma is absorbing quite well."

Ying Huai was stunned.

Only now did he realize belatedly that Yu Wu's reaction just now—was him holding back laughter.