Chapter 530, are you going or not (first update)

VIP Hospital Room

The window was half open, a gentle breeze sneaking in and whisking away the faint scent of disinfectant.

The quiet atmosphere was interrupted by the sound of a ringing phone.

Li Mochan glanced at the woman in front of the hospital bed and took his cell phone to answer the call in the next room.

As soon as the call connected, Jiang Hai’s mild voice carried a sense of urgency.

"Ahan, how’s Asheng doing?"

Everyone at the scene saw Jiang Yisheng fall from the stage’s lift platform, so naturally, the news couldn’t be contained, let alone the fact that reporters had snapped photos of Jiang Yisheng being loaded into an ambulance.

In just a short period of time, word of Jiang Yisheng’s injury spread like wildfire.

Veya was originally watching videos of Jiang Yisheng’s concert when she accidentally stumbled upon the news of his injury. Shocked, she grew more agitated and restless.

Li Mochan honestly detailed Jiang Yisheng’s condition over the phone, and upon hearing words like "stitches" and "fracture," Veya immediately turned pale.

The next second, what Li Mochan said next allowed them to breathe a sigh of relief, "Jiuliang is helping Asheng treat the wound, there’s no major problem."

Jiang Hai caught his wife’s urging glance and handed her the phone.

Veya took the phone and spoke hastily, "Ahan, send me the address of the hospital, we’ll come over tomorrow."

Asheng was so severely injured that he would probably need to rest in the hospital for the next few days; she had to visit him, or she wouldn’t be at ease.

Li Mochan acknowledged with an "okay."

After hanging up the phone, Li Mochan walked back into the inner room just as Ye Jiuliang emerged from the bathroom.

Li Mochan glanced at the person sleeping on the bed and asked in a lowered voice, "Is it all taken care of?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, Asheng’s fall this time was much more serious than the last.

**

The setting sun left behind a crimson afterglow, blood-red in color.

Chu Chen and Gu Xinuo arrived at the base just as Ji Mingqian was coming out.

"Seems like we’re all telepathically synced," Ji Mingqian walked out with his hands in his pockets, and upon seeing the two, a teasing smile played on his lips.

"Miss me, did you?"

"Narcissist." Gu Xinuo shot him a look of disdain.

Chu Chen said, "There’s a new Japanese restaurant, want to try it?"

"Wow, that’s rare. You remember to include me when there’s good food," Ji Mingqian smirked mischievously, "You don’t mind me being a third wheel?"

Accustomed to his cheeky mouth, Chu Chen couldn’t be bothered to respond and simply took Gu Xinuo by the hand and walked away.

Ji Mingqian shrugged his shoulders. The two were equally dull, but Ajiu was more fun.

"Wait for me." He picked up his pace to catch up with them.

The Japanese restaurant was situated in a prime location and was fully booked on its opening day.

"Why are you ordering so much alcohol?" Gu Xinuo looked at the person opposite her, who had nearly ordered every kind of alcohol the restaurant offered, speechless.

"To drink, of course. What else, to smell?" Ji Mingqian closed the menu, and after the waiter left, he took off his mask and hat.

Gu Xinuo sipped her tea and asked in a calm voice, "Where did you send Mo Lingling?"

"I found a random apartment in the suburbs and sent her there." If it weren’t for that stupid woman Mo Lingling causing trouble, Master’s tombstone wouldn’t have been destroyed. He was already doing well to provide for her food and shelter; she couldn’t possibly expect to live a luxurious life, what a joke.

Gu Xinuo said, "There must be someone behind Mo Lingling giving her ideas and strategies, we need to have someone keep a close eye on her."

Ji Mingqian smiled and picked at his lip, "Don’t worry, I’m keeping a tight watch."

With a "ding," a message came in.

Gu Xinuo took out her phone and slid it open, Ye Jiuliang’s message popped up.

With a puzzled expression, she murmured, "Why is Ajiu still up so late?"

It must be midnight where she was.

Sitting close by, her mutterings did not escape Chu Chen’s ears, "What did Ajiu say?"

"She said she can’t come back for the next few days and will be back later," Gu Xinuo looked at the message and conveyed.

"Returning a few days late?" Ji Mingqian was puzzled, "Did something happen?"

Gu Xinuo was also baffled, "I’ll make a call and ask."

With that, a call was dialed.

It did not even ring twice before the person on the other end answered.

Gu Xinuo asked anxiously, "Ajiu, did something happen over there? Why do you suddenly need to postpone your return?"

"Asheng is injured, I need to stay here for a couple of days," Ye Jiuliang, curled up on the sofa, replied as the blanket slipped to his waist.

"Wasn’t he holding a concert?" Gu Xinuo showed a look of astonishment; if Ajiu was staying two more days, it must mean the injuries were serious.

Upon hearing the words "music concert," Ji Mingqian’s ears perked up.

Could it be that Jiang Yisheng got into some trouble again?

"Hmm, I got it, you should rest early, I’m hanging up now."

Seeing Gu Xinuo hang up the phone, Ji Mingqian casually inquired, "What’s with that expression? What did Ajiu say?"

Gu Xinuo let out a sigh, "Yisheng fell off the lift platform; Ajiu has to take care of him for the next two days."

With a bang, Ji Mingqian’s ears began to buzz.

In that moment, his mind went blank.

There had been several celebrities in the past who had fallen off lift platforms, one of whom almost became partially paralyzed.

At that thought, Ji Mingqian’s heart clenched tight.

What on earth was Jiang Yisheng thinking, to have fallen at his own concert?

This fool...

"Is the injury serious?" Chu Chen asked from across the room.

"It’s not light; according to Ajiu, he needed stitches on his forehead, his right hand was dislocated and fractured, his left ankle is sprained, and there are many bruises all over his body." She felt pain all over just hearing about it, poor Yisheng.

Stitches.

Dislocation.

Fracture.

Ji Mingqian’s pupils contracted, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

With a twist of his elbow, the cup he had placed at the edge of the table was accidentally knocked over.

"Thud—"

The light yellow tea spilled across the table, wetting his sleeve as well.

A couple of puzzled glances came from across the table, and Ji Mingqian, snapping back to reality, said with an embarrassed smile, "Slip of the hand."

Gu Xinuo did not think much of it, but seeing his distracted demeanor, she asked, "Aqian, did you hear what I just said?"

"What?" Ji Mingqian was confused, "What did you just say?"

Gu Xinuo was exasperated, knowing that he had been daydreaming.

She repeated, "I’m going to visit Yisheng tomorrow; are you coming or not?"

Suppressing the thoughts at the bottom of his heart, Ji Mingqian hesitated.

After the awkwardness of the last time in the private room, wouldn’t it be even more awkward this time around?

"Coming or not, do you really need to think this long?" Gu Xinuo urged.

A flicker of indecision passed through Ji Mingqian’s eyes, but in the end, he almost as if possessed, agreed.

"I’ll go."

Dinner that evening, Ji Mingqian ate absent-mindedly, ordered a lot of liquor, but hardly drank a few glasses himself.

Night fell quickly, and by the time he got home, it was already past eight o’clock.

After taking a shower, Ji Mingqian lay on the bed in a daze.

Staring at the colorless ceiling, his thoughts wandered off to nowhere in particular.

After a while, he suddenly sat up, reaching for the tablet that he had tossed at the end of the bed.