Chapter 531, Sneak into the pharmacy in the middle of the night (second watch)

He slid into the Weibo page, where the top trending searches were all about Jiang Yisheng.

Randomly clicking on a trending topic named #JiangYishengFallOffTheLift#, he saw a brief report followed by a video.

After browsing through the report, Ji Mingqian clicked on the video.

The video was shot by fans at the scene, from a distance, and the camera was shaky, making it hard to see clearly.

In the dim light, one could barely make out a man losing his balance and falling down from the stage.

At the moment he saw him falling, Ji Mingqian’s heart suddenly jumped up to his throat.

His handsome face abruptly darkened, and Ji Mingqian was both angry and annoyed.

"Jiang Yisheng, were you fucking not awake?"

He carelessly tossed the tablet onto the bed and slipped on his slippers to walk out.

Going up the stairs, turning left and right, he finally entered the last room at the end of the hallway.

As he pushed the door open, a faint scent of medicinal herbs filled the air.

Looking up, he saw a towering two-meter-high medicine cabinet that was very imposing.

Ji Mingqian scratched his head, looking at the medicine cabinet somewhat worried.

What’s the best thing to take for a fracture?

After pondering for a moment, he stopped thinking about it and simply took several bottles of pills from the cabinet.

Taking the best tonic pills, there definitely won’t be any mistake.

He packed them into a small box, and Ji Mingqian left with a spring in his step.

**

The sky was hazy, and the mist had not yet lifted.

All was silent except for the occasional calls of one or two birds.

As the effects of the anesthesia wore off, Jiang Yisheng woke up to throbbing pain in his temples that made him squint his eyes.

Staring at the white ceiling, memories from before he passed out kept flooding back.

After a moment, he lowered his eyes to look at his arm, and the sight of the white bandages came into view.

Moving his arm slightly, the piercing pain made the little color left in his face disappear completely.

Jiang Yisheng breathed heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat.

It really fucking hurt.

At least the concert was over, otherwise it would have been a huge embarrassment.

The lights in the outer room suddenly switched on, and Jiang Yisheng lifted his eyes to look as footsteps approached gradually.

After circling around the folding screen, the slender silhouette of a woman entered his field of vision.

"Jiuliang," his hoarse voice was weak and powerless.

Seeing him awake, Ye Jiuliang curled her lips slightly, "Awake now, how do you feel?"

With that, she reached out to press the wall switch, and the bright light chased away the dimness of the room.

Jiang Yisheng’s brows furrowed into a knot, "My whole body hurts."

"Your arms and legs are all bruised; not hurting would be strange," Ye Jiuliang walked over, poured a glass of water, and placed a straw in it.

She brought the straw to his mouth, "Drink some water first."

Jiang Yisheng bit the straw, and the glass of water was quickly emptied.

Ye Jiuliang put down the glass and glanced at the wound on his forehead, "You’ve had a few stitches on your temple, and your right hand has been dislocated and fractured, you’ll need to take good care of it for a while."

"And my hand..." Hearing about his fracture, Jiang Yisheng panicked.

"Don’t worry, it’s just a slight fracture, and with me here, I won’t let you suffer any complications." She also understood how important a hand is to a violinist.

Hearing this, Jiang Yisheng sighed with relief and gave Ye Jiuliang a grateful look.

"Thank you."

"Thanks my ass," Ye Jiuliang’s red lips lifted slightly, "Just lie still and don’t move, I’ll get a nurse to come in and change your IV."

Jiang Yisheng nodded, and after she stepped out, Li Mochan came in, followed by Wen Rang.

"Yisheng, you finally woke up; you scared me to death," Wen Rang rushed over, almost overwhelmed with gratitude seeing him awake.

Jiang Yisheng struggled to muster a smile, his face pale, "Sorry, I’ll make up for the celebration banquet next time."

The staff had all worked hard with him for several days, meant to celebrate with joy, and now this incident was making them busy all over again.