Bo Heng!!!

Zhuang Ling instinctively held the person in his arms and looked down. However, he found that the person's eyes were tightly shut, indicating that they had already lost consciousness. He no longer cared about anything else. He raised one hand and placed it on his own shoulder, using his other hand to support the person's waist. In this half-supporting, half-carrying manner, he struggled to walk towards the door.

It was almost time to get off work. The assistant secretaries on the top floor had gone to have their meals, and there was no one in the quiet corridor, making it appear very peaceful. Zhuang Ling supported Shu Boheng and they boarded his private elevator to the first basement floor. After getting off, he suddenly realized that he didn't drive today, so he began to search his pockets frantically, trying to find the car keys.

Fortunately, it was not difficult to find. Soon, he discovered a bunch of keys in Sherwood's pants pocket. As he held them, preparing to press the unlock button, he suddenly froze. He saw the teddy bear pendant that he had once gifted to Sherwood.

It now hangs securely on Sho Bu Heng's keychain. Its legs have deformed a bit, and its golden color has faded. Obviously, the owner often caresses it.

Zhuang Ling felt as if his heart had been grasped tightly by a large hand, the pain suddenly becoming so intense that he felt like crying.

Shu Boheng, Shu Boheng, what should I, Zhuang Ling, do...

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, Shu Boheng suddenly let out a muffled groan and bent over. Zhuang Ling was taken aback and quickly supported him, "Boheng? Boheng? Are you awake?"

However, Shu Boheng still tightly closed his eyes, his whole body limp in Zhuang Ling's embrace, as if the sound just now was merely an illusion.

Zhuang Ling was about to fall and couldn't support him any longer.

This won't do if it continues like this...

Zhuang Ling furrowed his brow and glanced around. Determined, he picked him up horizontally and walked briskly towards the Lexus parked not far away.

He first helped Shu Boheng into the passenger seat, reclining the backrest to make him more comfortable, and then leaned over to fasten his seat belt. After closing the door, he went around to the driver's seat, quickly started the car, and drove straight out of the underground garage towards Boren Hospital.

Zhuang Ling continuously honked his horn, speeding excessively, and even ran three red lights. Although he knew very well that this was not allowed, he couldn't care about that at the moment. This was because Shu Boheng's condition was getting worse and worse. His face grew increasingly pale, and he coughed incessantly, as if he would vomit in the next second. His body also kept sliding to the side with the car's movements.

Zhuang Ling gripped the steering wheel while also reaching out to support him, "Bo Heng! Bo Heng, pull yourself together! We're almost there!"

However, the response to him was still his tightly closed eyes and the continuous coughing sound.

This area is currently the most congested in Beijing. It's also during rush hour after work. Zhuang Ling drove forward for a while only to despairingly find that there was actually traffic ahead.

"Shit!" He forcefully slammed the steering wheel, then turned his head to look at Shu Boheng, carefully outlining his features in his mind. However, he discovered that this person had become so thin without him realizing it? His cheeks were sunken without a trace of flesh, and his chin had unknowingly sharpened.

He was not like this when I first met him...

When did I first meet him? Wasn't it many years ago...? It's hard to believe so much time has passed... No, for him, it's been two lifetimes now.

The line of cars grew longer and longer, and it seemed impossible to break free in a short period of time. He felt anxious and tightly clenched Shu Boheng's hand with one hand, while reaching for his phone with the other, ready to make a call. Only now did he finally understand the position this person held in his own heart.

It turns out that unknowingly, he had already cared about him up to this point...

"I don't care how difficult it is, get it done for me right away!"

"Aren't you an ambulance? Won't they clear the way for you?"

"What? Can't make it? Can't make it and won't find a solution? What a bunch of useless people! I told you that Shu Boheng is the one who needs urgent help. Can't you understand?" Zhuang Ling was really on the verge of tears. This feeling of being ignored both by heaven and earth was unbearable. He thought that he didn't want to try anymore in the future.

Just as he was truly despairing, someone knocked on the car window.