Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 549 The Little Demon 10

Yun Chu snapped back to reality, his heart skipping a beat. The door seemed to have hit something, bouncing back a bit.

She hurriedly leaned out to check, and her pupils contracted instantly.

A figure was staggering backwards, as thin as a fallen leaf drifting in the cold wind.

He was a tall and thin young boy, wearing a black mask that covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of tightly closed and painfully wrinkled eyes, and his hair was messy and stuck to his sweaty forehead.

He was carrying a heavy-looking cross-body bag, and one hand seemed to be trying to support the wall next to him to steady his body, but before his fingertips touched the wall, his whole body had lost the strength to support himself, and he fell softly and directly to the cold and hard sidewalk!

The plastic bag in Yun Chu's hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Yun Chu's mind went blank. A wave of shock and panic gripped her, like ice-cold liquid pouring into her veins.

"I'm...I'm sorry! Oh my God!" Her voice trembled and she almost knelt down beside the fallen boy. Her hands and feet were so cold that she didn't know what to do.

She subconsciously reached out to support his shoulders, but found that he had no reaction at all, his eyes were closed, his face was abnormally pale under the light from the convenience store, and the skin on his cheeks exposed outside the mask was cold and clammy.

"Sir? Sir, can you hear me?" she shouted anxiously, her voice tinged with tears.

Passersby on the road cast curious yet somewhat distant glances at him.

"Knocked unconscious?"

"what happened?"

"Are you sick?"

There were whispers, but no one came forward immediately.

Yun Chu forced herself to calm down a little. She took out her cell phone from her pocket with trembling hands, and her cold fingertips almost pressed the wrong number.

"120...!" Yun Chu answered the call and clearly reported the location, situation, and the man's unconscious state. "...He collapsed, unresponsive, and his face was very pale...He was at...the entrance of the XX convenience store next to the subway Line 1 exit!"

After hanging up the phone, Yun Chu half-knelt beside the unconscious boy, took off his cotton jacket - not caring about the cold - and covered him with it as carefully as possible to prevent him from hypothermia.

Time seemed stretched out, and every second felt like a century.

She looked at his tightly closed eyes and furrowed brows, and watched the mask rise and fall in tiny arcs with his weak breathing. The huge panic and guilt almost overwhelmed her.

Did she push the door too hard? How could he faint so easily?

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally heard the sound of an ambulance siren coming from far away, piercing the night sky, like the sound of nature.

The medical staff got out of the car quickly and orderly and began to check and ask questions.

"Are you a witness or a family member?" a young female doctor asked quickly while taking the patient's pulse.

"I...I went out before him. When I pushed the door...I might have bumped into him, and then he fainted." Yun Chu explained, "He...he hasn't woken up yet."

"Do you know who I am?"

Yun Chu shook his head: "I don't know, he was wearing a mask."

The medical staff carefully lifted the boy onto the stretcher.

Yun Chu followed and jumped into the ambulance without hesitation.

The car door closed, the red light flashed, and the car, carrying the unconscious boy and the bewildered Yun Chu, quickly drove away from the messy water stains and fallen cakes in front of the convenience store and rushed towards the nearest hospital.

Under the pale and busy lights of the hospital's emergency room, time passed by, mixed with the smell of disinfectant and Yun Chu's violent heartbeat.

She paced anxiously in the corridor, the chill of her cotton coat had already penetrated into her bones, but it was far less cold than the panic in her heart.

She recalled the scene of pushing open the door over and over again - was it really that strong?

How could this be?

Finally, the door of the emergency room opened and a doctor came out. Yun Chu immediately rushed forward.

"Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor's expression softened. "Don't worry, the young man is fine. No obvious impact injuries have been found so far. The main cause of his fainting is acute hypoglycemia."

"I've given him glucose. He's regained consciousness now, but he's quite weak. He needs to stay for observation and replenish his energy. You can go see him now. He's in observation room number 2."

Hypoglycemia!

He wasn't knocked unconscious!

The heart that was hanging in my throat suddenly fell back halfway, followed by deeper guilt and a hint of relief.

Guilt over his own recklessness (whether or not it was the main cause) may have been the last straw that broke the camel's back; fortunately, he was not seriously injured.

Yun Chu took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door of the observation room.

The lighting was dimmed much softer.

A thin figure was leaning on the hospital bed. The black mask was finally taken off and placed beside the pillow.

Revealing an extremely young face, with an obvious sense of frailty but still delicate.

Her skin was pale as if she had lost blood, her eyebrows were deep, her nose was high, and her jawline was clear. At this moment, because of her weakness, she looked particularly slender, revealing a fragile beauty.

He sat back with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes like butterfly wings, and a needle for an infusion was inserted in the back of his hand.

He looks to be in his early twenties.

Yun Chu paused at the door, not knowing whether to speak out and disturb them.

As if sensing movement at the door, Chi Jingchen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little empty, and after a few seconds they focused, looking at Yun Chu at the door with a hint of confusion and weakness.

"I'm sorry..." Yun Chu said immediately, her voice a little hoarse, "I was pushing the door open at the convenience store and accidentally bumped into you... I didn't know..." She paused, "The nurse said it was hypoglycemia..."

Chi Jingchen blinked, his eyes seemed to be clearer, looking at Yun Chu's nervous and apologetic expression.

He opened his mouth, his voice was very soft and a little hoarse: "...It's okay...It shouldn't be entirely...Your fault..."

He shook his head slightly, his brow furrowing slightly as if something was bothering him. "I haven't eaten in ages..." He spoke haltingly, clearly lacking the energy to do so.

Yun Chu approached the bedside and whispered, "I'm so sorry. Anyway, I bumped into you when I pushed the door open, and it must have scared you and made you even more uncomfortable. The doctor said it was hypoglycemia, and he's giving you an IV to replenish your sugar. Are you feeling better?"

Chi Jingchen nodded weakly: "Much better...Thank you." He was silent for a moment, his eyes falling on Yun Chu's face. He seemed to want to say something, but pursed his pale lips and just repeated in a low voice: "...Thank you."

The atmosphere was subtly silent and awkward.

Yun Chu looked at his exhausted and fragile appearance and asked softly, "Do you need me to contact someone for you? Your teammates? Or your agent? You need someone to take care of you right now."

After seeing Chi Jingchen's face and name, Yun Chu immediately knew who he was.

Three years ago, he participated in an idol audition, made his successful debut, and formed a nine-member boy group - NOVA-9 (New Star Nine).

At the age of 23, with this level of work intensity, not eating on time... no wonder he fainted from hypoglycemia.