Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1064: So His Name Is Mu Han
"It’s alright. Wherever your brother is, it’s home."
Qing Yi’s words touched the most vulnerable part of the drunkard’s heart. He completely broke down, tears streaming continuously, crying so hard that his whole body hurt.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
He repeated "I’m sorry" over and over, feeling unbearable pain from body to soul.
Seeing the increasingly out-of-control emotions of the drunkard, Qing Yi panicked, not knowing what to do.
He quickly put the porridge back on the bedside table, got up from the chair, and sat by the bed.
He cupped his thin face with both hands, continually wiping away his tears.
"It’s alright, it’s alright, don’t cry..."
Qing Yi kept comforting him, thinking that his emotional outburst was due to the pain and suffering he had endured alone during this time, though that was not the case.
"No, it’s not this..."
The drunkard shook his head while crying; his emotional breakdown was because he truly felt sorry for Qing Yi, sorry for Jun Moyan.
He was afraid.
He was terrified that one day Qing Yi would find out he approached Jun Moyan with an ulterior motive...
The drunkard’s voice was choked to the point of being unrecognizable, so much so that Qing Yi couldn’t hear clearly and didn’t pay much attention; he was just focused on calming his emotions.
"Don’t cry, you just had surgery. Your body still hurts. You can’t get agitated."
"Ugh..."
The drunkard couldn’t calm down at all for a while.
He almost blurted out about Xi Ge and that person to Qing Yi, but he held back in the end.
He owed Xi Ge his life. He had to bring Xi Ge back.
Qing Yi leaned over, placing his forehead against the drunkard’s, his hands continuously wiping away his tears.
"Don’t cry anymore, it’s alright..."
"I’m here; don’t be afraid."
He gently rubbed his forehead against his and spoke softly, comforting him continuously.
After a while, under Qing Yi’s reassurances, the drunkard’s emotions gradually stabilized.
Qing Yi stood up, went to the bathroom to find a clean towel, and wiped the drunkard’s face.
Then he lifted his hand, and when he saw his emaciated, needle-marked hand, Qing Yi felt like he had been punched hard twice in the chest, both muffled and painful.
His finger gently stroked the needle-marked back of his hand, feeling such heartache that he couldn’t say a word.
"...Do I look terrible like this?"
Qing Yi looked up at him, then smiled and shook his head, "In my heart, you’ll always be the best-looking."
The drunkard smiled, "Brother, you’re so good."
"Don’t leave your brother again to wander aimlessly. Without you by my side, I’m uneasy doing anything."
"...Alright."
Qing Yi lowered his head and continued to wipe his hands, then picked up the thermos and fed him some porridge.
Glimpsing at the patient’s identity information hanging at the corner of the bedside, Qing Yi looked over.
"Mu, Han...?"
Qing Yi read it out word by word, his tone sounding gentle, but turmoil stirred within him.
So his name was Mu Han.
"Such a beautiful name, but why has it never been mentioned...?" The latter half of his sentence was spoken particularly softly, and he didn’t look at the drunkard, as if he was talking to himself.
The drunkard lowered his eyes, feeling a heavy and complex mood.
Qing Yi stared at the two words for a long time, as if firmly remembering his name.
Turning to look at the silent drunkard, Qing Yi didn’t plan to find out anything from him. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
No matter what happened in his past, it was no longer important to him; in the future, he would take good care of him, never letting him feel the helplessness, fear, and despair of this time again.
After feeding the drunkard some porridge, Qing Yi went to find a doctor to move him to a VIP ward.
