Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1191: I Must Ask Feng Liyan for Answers

Qing Yi was scared stiff on the spot, his head buzzing.

It was not until he saw the drunkard being wheeled out, without a white sheet covering his head, that his soul returned to his body, but he found his legs had gone weak and he couldn’t stand up.

White Clothes quickly helped him up and approached to inquire.

"Doctor, how is he?"

"The situation is very strange. His heart was clearly ruptured and bleeding in multiple places, but now it seems fine. We’ll take him for an examination first, you can follow us."

After speaking, the doctor hurriedly helped the nurse push the drunkard into the elevator.

"No, he’s fine?" White Clothes was incredulous.

Qing Yi was also somewhat unable to process what was happening.

He had just been vomiting so much blood and looked in so much pain, how was he suddenly okay?

"Qing Yi, you go back to the ward and wait, I’ll go check on the drunkard."

"I’ll go with you." Qing Yi turned around and grabbed White Clothes’ hand, afraid he would leave him behind and run ahead.

"You’ve just escaped life-threatening danger, don’t run around. If something happens to you, I’ll have to take care of both of you."

Qing Yi refused to go back to the ward to wait for news, so White Clothes had no choice but to take him along...

Five hours later

In the intensive care ward

"Don’t worry, the doctors have checked him, his heart is indeed fine and very stable. If all goes well, he’ll wake up tonight. The doctors said once he wakes up, they’ll do a full-body examination." White Clothes couldn’t help but wonder if the drunkard’s narrow escape was because of taking the medicine Feng Liyan gave?

Is it really that effective?

"...Hmm." Qing Yi sat on the chair by the bedside, holding tightly onto the drunkard’s hand, with his gaze locked onto the drunkard’s gaunt face.

His heart was still hanging high, but at least he was not as scared and desperate as before.

"Let me take you back to your ward to rest, I’ll watch over him here."

"I’m fine, I can stay."

White Clothes helplessly said: "Alright then, you watch over him, I’ll go to the First People’s Hospital to see if Third Young Master has woken up, I’ll be back later."

"How is Third Young Master?" Qing Yi asked him.

"Don’t worry, the doctor said he’s fine, just a bit shocked. Xiaocha said Miss Wen returned but then left again."

What’s going on with this Miss Wen, how did she shock Third Young Master into vomiting blood?

Could it be a breakup?

White Clothes considered this possibility and couldn’t help but worry about Jun Moyan.

No, he must find a way to contact Feng Liyan and ask what’s going on.

"Take care of yourself, don’t push yourself too hard. Your life was saved by the drunkard, if anything happens to you, you’d be letting him down."

"I know, I know..."

"I’m leaving now. Oh, take this medicine." White Clothes handed Qing Yi the bottle of elixir Feng Liyan had previously left with him.

"Feng Liyan said this helps all injuries or illnesses improve, that guy’s medical skills are incredible, this medicine must be effective, you keep it."

"Alright." Qing Yi did not refuse and accepted it.

After White Clothes left, the ward gradually quieted down. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Qing Yi held the drunkard’s emaciated hand to his lips while the other hand caressed his pale, thin face.

"Xiaohan..."

His eyes grew redder and redder.

Thinking back to the car accident where he nearly lost his life, and the critically ill notice for the drunkard hours ago, his heart couldn’t help but be filled with fear.

He almost thought he was going to lose him.

Luckily, everything was okay.

With his mood gradually calming down, Qing Yi recalled the unfamiliar name the drunkard had kept muttering while unconscious a few hours ago.