The two of them exited the KTV.
Peng Fei’s forehead was still bleeding, his nose stuffed with white paper. Combined with the stubble on his chin and his slightly greasy hair, he looked truly weathered.
Zhan Jingchun asked if he was okay and if he needed to go to the hospital. Peng Fei said no.
Looking at his dejected appearance, Zhan Jingchun felt it was somewhat deserved, a mix of pity and anger.
She couldn’t understand why he had become so weak. He used to handle seven young men with ease.
“Weren’t you very capable before? Have you become so delicate after just a few days in the entertainment industry? With you like this, do you still want to return to the countryside?”
Peng Fei fell silent again. He was already feeling unwell, and after the recent strenuous activity, he was now breaking out in a cold sweat, feeling dizzy. Zhan Jingchun couldn’t imagine how uncomfortable he was.
They stood in silence for a few seconds. Zhan Jingchun, thinking he was truly fine, impatiently stepped down.
“I’m going back. If there’s nothing else, you should go back too. Don’t follow me. Don’t contact me anymore. I never want to see you again.”
Peng Fei clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to steady, and followed her.
“I’ll take you home first.”
He was always like this, answering the questions he wanted to, and pretending not to hear the ones he didn’t.
Zhan Jingchun had grown somewhat accustomed to it. She couldn’t be bothered to scold him anymore. Turning her back to him, she didn’t say a word. The two of them walked back to the villa entrance.
The nanny, worried sick, hadn’t dared to go home and had been waiting at the entrance.
Seeing them return from a distance, she hurried to meet them.
At a glance, she was startled by Peng Fei’s appearance.
“What happened? How did you get like this? Oh dear, you’re bleeding! Chun Chun, are you… are you alright?”
She rushed to check if Zhan Jingchun was injured, but Zhan Jingchun waved her hand away.
“I’m fine. He got into a fight. Go take care of him.”
With that, she entered the villa first.
The nanny saw Peng Fei sweating profusely, his face as pale as paper, looking as if he might collapse. She quickly grabbed his hand and examined him from head to toe.
“Where are you hurt? Why do you look so much in pain? Did you injure your bones? How could you get into a fight after being out for such a short time? You two really… Oh, oh, oh!”
Seeing her, Peng Fei seemed to see a relative. He couldn’t bear it any longer. His vision darkened, and he stumbled forward. The nanny quickly braced him with her shoulder.
“Someone, help! Chun Chun! It’s bad, Peng Fei is collapsing!”
Peng Fei was sent to the hospital.
The doctor’s examination revealed severe anemia and dehydration, and his condition was already very dangerous. He questioned why they had brought him in so late.
“In this day and age, how can someone be so malnourished? How long has he been without sleep? Dehydrated to this extent in the middle of winter, when was the last time he ate anything?”
The doctor’s questioning made Zhan Jingchun blush, as if she had been mistreating him. But in public, she couldn’t argue, so she could only listen obediently.
She hadn’t expected Peng Fei’s condition to be so serious.
Just a few days ago, he was a dazzling superstar, and now he was on the verge of death, without food, water, or sleep for days…
No one was forcing him to stand on the street and punish himself, staging this act of self-inflicted suffering!
The doctor administered glucose to Peng Fei. He was so exhausted and uncomfortable that he slept for a full day and night before waking up.
He woke up in the evening. A sliver of sunset hung in the sky, making it look warm.
Zhan Jingchun had moved a stool and was sitting by his bedside, reading a book.
The sunset was directly behind her, illuminating her gently.
Peng Fei momentarily thought he was dreaming. The dream was so beautiful; he wished he could keep looking at her like this.
Until Zhan Jingchun noticed something was amiss and looked up to meet his gaze.
“You’re awake?”
After sleeping for so long, if the doctor hadn’t said he was fine, she would have suspected Peng Fei wouldn’t wake up.
Seeing him finally open his eyes, Zhan Jingchun felt a surge of emotion.
“Are you feeling unwell anywhere? I’ll go get the doctor.”
Peng Fei then realized he wasn’t dreaming. There were many things attached to his hand. So, he was in the hospital.
He didn’t feel uncomfortable. The tightness in his chest, shortness of breath, and clammy sweat he felt before falling asleep were gone.
He didn’t want Zhan Jingchun to fuss over him, so he quickly called out, “Chun Chun, you don’t need to.”
Zhan Jingchun stopped and looked back at him.
“Your voice is so hoarse. Are you thirsty? Let me pour you some water.”
In that instant, Peng Fei saw tenderness and concern in her eyes.
Chun Chun cared about him?
Peng Fei was deeply touched. He stared blankly as Zhan Jingchun ran out and back, holding a cup of hot water and blowing on it hurriedly.
“It’s a bit hot. Don’t rush, let me blow on it for you.”
After blowing for nearly a minute, she brought the water to his lips.
With one hand holding the cup and the other supporting him, she helped him sit up.
Peng Fei was overwhelmed, but he was truly thirsty. He gulped down half the cup before moving his lips away.
Zhan Jingchun helped him lie back down: “Finished drinking? Then I’ll go call the doctor.”
Peng Fei reluctantly held her hand, “I’m not uncomfortable. Don’t go yet.”
Zhan Jingchun thought he had something to say, so she stopped, and they looked at each other.
After several seconds, Peng Fei finally spoke blankly.
“I, how did I get to the hospital?”
Zhan Jingchun then belatedly remembered to get angry.
“You have low blood sugar, severe sleep deprivation, your weight is also below standard, and you’re dehydrated. The doctor said you almost lost your life. Is this interesting? Are you deliberately making yourself like this to extort me?”
So it was because he hadn’t slept. He’d be fine after a few days of rest, Peng Fei didn’t take it to heart.
He really liked the feeling of talking to her so closely now.
“Actually, I didn’t need to come to the hospital. I was just sleepy. How much did it cost for these few days in here?”
After all, he had been an idol and earned a lot of money. To ask about money as soon as he opened his eyes, he was truly pathetic.
Zhan Jingchun couldn’t help but scold him: “Are you that poor? Afraid I’ll ask you for money, you keep talking about being poor. You were doing so well in the entertainment industry for a year, and you didn’t save a single cent?”
Peng Fei felt quite ashamed when this was mentioned. He wondered how his agent was doing. After compensating the endorsement fees for various brands, he didn’t know how much debt they were in.
However, he didn’t want to tell Zhan Jingchun about these things.
“Don’t worry, I have hands, feet, and strength. I’ll slowly earn money in the future. If you don’t mind, no matter how much I earn each month, I’ll give it all to you.”
Who would want your stinking money?
Zhan Jingchun didn’t mean it like that at all!
Although she wasn’t in the entertainment industry, she had followed celebrities for so long and knew a thing or two.
With such a major incident, she imagined the various compensation and penalties would be enough for him to handle.
Considering he had just woken up, she decided to let it go.
“I’ll pay for the medical expenses. You don’t have to repay me. Just consider it as me having dug up your family’s ancestral graves in a past life and owing you. Lie down honestly and don’t think about money.”
After saying that, she was about to leave again, but Peng Fei was reluctant to see her go.
“Where are you going? Leaving already?”
Seeing his pitiful look, as if he were afraid of being abandoned, Zhan Jingchun couldn’t help but tap him on the head.
“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you here alone until you’re discharged. You haven’t eaten anything after lying down for so long, aren’t you hungry? I’ll go ask the doctor if you can eat something.”