Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself

Chapter 519: It Hurts So Much

He Ci glanced at Yu Heng’s emotionless face, then took his phone and went out to call Xie Qingci.They didn’t have much to talk about, and Xie Qingci quickly answered with "Got it," hanging up in less than a minute.

He Ci wasn’t in a hurry to go back in, so he went online to search for the latest gossip.

Sure enough, news about ＃Yu Xia being carried into the hospital by her ex-boyfriend＃ was starting to spread.

[Damn, is it that domineering ex-boyfriend? Why did he take Yu Xia to the hospital? Why is it him and not Xie Qingci?]

[Could it be... that she’s pregnant?]

[I heard she was carried in and even carried around for the check-up.]

[Abortion or prenatal check-up? At this time, Xie Qingci just happens not to be in Hai City. What perfect timing.]

[I think Yu Xia getting back together with Xi Heng isn’t bad at all. The domineering boss and female celebrity pairing never goes out of style, right?]

[Is Yu Xia out of her mind? Being so openly clinging to her ex-boyfriend? Does she even take Xie Qingci seriously? Isn’t this slapping Xie Qingci in the face?]

[This is obviously fearless.]

[Is Xiaxia okay?]

[There’s going to be a good show now, I wonder how Xie Qingci will react, hahaha.]

A lot of messy speculations, with fans concerned about Yu Xia’s health mixed in among a ton of rumors and troublemaking comments.

Things that require no cost are always particularly easy to do. Joking and stirring up excitement without restraint, speculating on celebrity gossip with the worst intentions, they don’t think there’s anything wrong with just opening their mouths and typing some words.

He Ci looked through the comments with a blank expression, refreshed, and saw other account marketing with even more detailed versions.

Paparazzi and marketing accounts have more information channels than anyone, with informants everywhere, making them almost impossible to guard against.

Some celebrities secretly go to the hospital for whatever without telling anyone, and by the next day it’s hyped everywhere.

He logged onto the studio’s Weibo account and posted a message to reassure fans.

[Yu Xia Studio v: Yu Xia is indeed sick and hospitalized, currently receiving treatment, but the issue is not serious. What we owe is a thank you to those who lent a helping hand, not some bizarre speculations and defamations.]

After a while, Xie Qingci also posted on Weibo. His tone was much harsher.

[Xie Qingci v: Anyone with a sense should know to say thank you to those who help. When she’s not feeling well, is she supposed to refuse help and lie on the ground waiting for hours?

Not everyone is just an ignorant fool who only knows to gloat. It’s annoying enough to lack sympathy, but to also baselessly smear others is simply laughable.

Please stop all ridiculous speculations and rumors, we will pursue them to the end.]

He Ci browsed through it once and found he had edited it once, with many words not suitable for posting appearing in the first edit, clearly showing his anger.

He was probably persuaded by his manager afterward.

Ah, celebrities benefit from the nationwide star-chasing era, but are also limited by it, and he probably still had a lot of unsaid cursing bottled up inside.

Sighing, He Ci put away his phone, planning to enter the ward.

With a "ding," the elevator in the corridor opened, and as he turned slightly, he saw Mei come out carrying a large pile of things.

Behind her followed a tall, thin figure, with nothing to cover his face, his brows furrowed and lips pursed, attracting the attention of everyone at the nearby nurse’s station.

Xie Qingci glanced around and, seeing He Ci, took a few long strides over, his clothing fluttering.

"Is she inside?"

He Ci barely finished nodding before Xie Qingci brushed past him and went straight into the ward.

There wasn’t the slightest pause, that inquiry just seemed like a perfunctory courtesy.

He Ci hesitated to speak but eventually kept quiet, entering with the now rushing Mei.

Xie Qingci went straight to the bedside, briefly acknowledging Yu Heng with a nod, then asked Yu Xia.

"How are you? What did the doctor say? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

He reached out to touch her cheek, then carefully lifted her hand that had been needled and looked at it.

Seeing his disheveled hair and concerned gaze, Yu Xia couldn’t help but choke up.

The discomfort from earlier doubled now, as she weakly turned her head, her cheek pressing into his palm.

"It hurts."

Yu Heng’s face clouded a bit. Three minutes ago, when asked how she felt, she said she felt much better, showing her answers were deliberately biased.

Standing up, Yu Heng said to Xie Qingci, "You stay here with her to rest, I’ll go ask the doctor."

"Alright." Xie Qingci sat down, sliding one arm under Yu Xia’s neck and the other around her waist, half hugging her.

Yu Heng hadn’t even left yet, veins on his forehead pulsing, suppressing himself before striding out of the ward.

Yu Xia wasn’t in the mood to care about her brother’s bitter feelings, feeling weak all over, her breathing slow, leaning against Xie Qingci and feeling sleepy.

"Why did you come back so fast? Didn’t I tell He to tell you to take it slow?"

Xie Qingci said in a low voice, "I was worried. What’s with this?"

He touched the oxygen tube carefully.

"Just for assisted breathing, don’t worry."

Frowning, he looked again, then took the inspection report and carefully examined it.

"A cold and overwork? Did you catch a cold yesterday?"

"I didn’t notice, maybe I relaxed too much after finishing the shoot."

Seeing her so weak and uncomfortable, Xie Qingci didn’t ask further, taking the breakfast Mei bought.

"Haven’t eaten breakfast yet? Want some?"

She still felt dizzy, only feeling chest tightness at the smell of breakfast, turning away with a wave of her hand.

"Don’t want to eat."

Xie Qingci took out a box of fruit, trying to get her to eat some.

Then the ward door opened, and the nurse came in with a tray.

"How are you feeling? Turn sideways, time for an injection."

Yu Xia became alert: "Where is the injection?"

"In the buttocks."

"...Does it have to be done?"

The nurse smiled, "Yes, this is necessary to treat nausea, vomiting, and vertigo."

She said as she had Yu Xia turn sideways and positioned a blue curtain into a semicircle, blocking He Ci and Mei from seeing inside.

"You can let your boyfriend hold you like this. Straighten the left leg and relax."

Her whole body was tense, unable to relax. Xie Qingci, however, followed the medical advice, seriously helping to turn her, even putting his hand on her waistband.

She quickly stopped his hand, ignoring the fever from the cold and feeling her whole body heat up.

"I’ll do it myself."

Xie Qingci didn’t insist.

She painstakingly pulled her pants slightly down, buried her head in Xie Qingci’s arms, and requested him to close his eyes.

The cold disinfectant cotton swab wiped the skin, then the needle went in.

In her mind, Yu Xia added some sound effects to the injection.

She hadn’t had such an injection in years, initially thinking it would be like the mild pain from the needle in her hand’s vein.

Unexpectedly, she couldn’t help but cry out once the needle went in.

"It hurts!"