In the hospital room.
Besides the person on the sickbed, no one else was present. The pale room held nothing else. Even the fake flowers brought by visitors on the table did not add any warmth to the room, which remained cold and deserted.
Qin Mohan sat on the bed, leaning against a pillow. He held his StarNet in one hand and gently adjusted the frame of his glasses on his nose with the other. Although his complexion was pale, it added a touch of ascetic beauty to him.
"Mhm, let's proceed with this matter as planned. If there's nothing else, we can adjourn," Qin Mohan said to the other side of the StarNet.
As Bai Han pushed the door open, he saw his childhood friend once again working in bed.
He was the Crown Prince of the Empire, and now held a position second only to one.
No one knew how he had secretly acquired a small, dilapidated company. Yet, under his care, this small, dilapidated company had miraculously revived and grown stronger.
Witnessing this, Bai Han constantly pondered if he too could just acquire a company and then quit his job as Qin Mohan's personal doctor.
After all, this man had been exceptionally trying lately.
If it weren't for something he needed to discuss, he wouldn't have known this person had fainted.
He had collapsed just now as if he were dying, with blood trickling from his lips.
It had scared him immensely at the time.
So, he really didn't want to be this man's doctor anymore.
Qin Mohan hadn't died yet, but he had already been scared to death by these two father and son.
Yes, father and son.
The elder one constantly threatened him, while the younger one kept fainting and scaring him.
Life was truly unbearable.
He couldn't even get a good night's sleep?
*Flips table (ﾉꐦ๑´Д`๑)ﾉ彡┻━┻*
"You're still in a meeting?" Bai Han waved the medicine box in front of Qin Mohan and said softly.
Qin Mohan, sitting on the bed, glanced coldly at Bai Han and replied, "Finished."
Bai Han on the other side didn't mind Qin Mohan's cold gaze, as they had been accustomed to it for years. One more glance wouldn't make a difference.
A glare from him wouldn't cause him to lose a piece of flesh, and it might even speed up the process.
"What time is it?"
Bai Han, who was preparing the injection, suddenly heard this and paused. He then looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Almost two. What's wrong?"
"Mhm... Can we do it a bit later?" Qin Mohan's eyes flickered for a moment when he heard the time from his childhood friend, and then he said to him.
Bai Han brought the medicine he was holding to Qin Mohan's face and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have something?"
"I want... I have something," Qin Mohan still couldn't utter those words, and they turned into this phrase as they reached his lips.
Upon hearing that Qin Mohan had something to do, Bai Han placed the syringe on the tray and sat on a stool by the bed, asking, "What is it?"
He crossed his legs, his eyes fixed on his childhood friend.
Something was wrong. This was really wrong.
His childhood friend was truly not himself. No matter how busy he was before, he would never refuse the tranquilizer. Why was he suddenly telling him he had something to do now?
Could it be something truly important?
Thinking this, Bai Han looked at the person on the bed with a solemn expression.
What if it concerned the empire's security?
What if it was a little later?
Just as Bai Han had mentally prepared himself, he saw the person on the bed calmly open a game and eagerly await its slow loading.
Seeing this, Bai Han ignored all notions of imperial etiquette, or childhood friendship, or his fear of this childhood friend. He snatched Qin Mohan's StarNet away and exclaimed, "Are you tired of living?"
What?
This person was tired of living?
He knew that the game required a small amount of mental energy to start. Even if it was just a little, given his current weak state, wasn't this just rushing to his doom?
Did he have no brain?
The game "Dawn" drew a small amount of mental energy upon login. It did not cause any harm to the player during gameplay.
"Give him to me," Qin Mohan said coldly to Bai Han, turning his head.
Give him to me.
This was the only way to approach him now.
If he didn't even have this, he would be tempted to go find him.
Even though he didn't know who this person was, a voice deep within his mind kept reminding him that he couldn't let this person go again.
If he let go again, he would never find him.
If he couldn't find him, he wouldn't be able to live.
He had never doubted the person in his mind. Even though he didn't say he was important, he couldn't let go now.
It seemed he had fallen for him, breaking the law, falling for someone he had never met, only heard the voice of.
Ha, how ridiculous.
The Qin Mohan of the past had never had such thoughts. This forbidden feeling was quite nice.
Absurd, yet it felt incredibly real.
"Your current condition doesn't allow you to play this," Bai Han said, despite being startled by Qin Mohan's gaze. However, as a doctor, he couldn't let his patient do such a thing in front of him.
"Give him to me," Qin Mohan ignored Bai Han's concern and continued to say coldly to the person on the other end.
He wanted to hear his voice and see the black line on his wrist.
Ultimately, Bai Han handed over the StarNet under Qin Mohan's forceful demand. However, before doing so, he uninstalled the game.
This way, he wouldn't be violating his doctor's code, right? His patient had no means of self-harm.
The moment Qin Mohan received the StarNet, he glanced at the time and felt it wasn't enough to play games.
It was alright. Even if they couldn't play games together, he could still watch his stream.
Having thought this through, Qin Mohan opened the application.
He found that shortly after he opened the stream.
Fortunately, he made it in time.
Then, Qin Mohan's entire demeanor softened. He leaned against the pillow and watched the StarNet in his hand.
"Welcome," a gentle voice entered Qin Mohan's ears through the StarNet, and also Bai Han's.
Bai Han was so startled by the voice that he almost fell off his stool. He looked in shock at Qin Mohan, whose face was filled with gentle (?) focus as he watched the StarNet live stream.
Was this the cold Qin Mohan he knew?
Why was he suddenly watching a live stream?
And it was a male streamer?
Wouldn't normal guys be watching female streamers?
Why was he...
Could it be that he had remembered something, or remembered that person?
No, no, no, no, no. Listening to this voice, it didn't sound like that person.
He shouldn't scare himself so easily.
Bai Han kept comforting his already startled heart.
How could this world be so fantastical? How could someone who died come back to life?
If he had truly come back to life, this would be seeing a ghost.
Hearing this voice, Qin Mohan's restless heart was instantly soothed. His eyes were fixed on the black line on the streamer's left wrist.
It was so beautiful.
His ID in the live stream was also chosen from his game ID. He interacted with the streamer occasionally, ignoring others' teasing, and listened carefully to the streamer's words.
Seeing his childhood friend like this, Bai Han exclaimed, "He's a professional!" He felt that Qin Mohan had never been this focused even in class. He was completely absorbed in listening.
If possible, he would give him a notebook right now, and he could transcribe all his words.
Finally, Bai Han left the hospital room. Seeing his determination to watch the live stream, he knew that the tranquilizer wouldn't be administered as long as the stream was on. He might as well check on other patients.
There was no point in wasting time here anymore.
Sigh, ,,Ծ^Ծ,,
Short scene: It seems the censors are on vacation. My "Have something to say" hasn't been approved yet. Sigh ╯﹏╰
I fell in love with you, breaking the law. It was both accidental and inevitable.
(Also, my dears, please, please, please do not learn from the novel. Online relationships are still not advisable. Finally, I hope that in the new year, all of you will meet your perfect match~)
Mwah mwah ~