My crush wants to be my sugar daddy.

Chapter 85 It was indeed necessary to terminate the contract ahead of schedule.

F City Hospital

The attending physician explained the situation: "You don't need to worry too much; the patient's condition is relatively optimistic. He's wearing protective gear, which protects his vital areas. The abrasions are quite severe, but there's no danger to his life, and he won't be left with any disabilities. However, he needs to be hospitalized for a period of time to prevent infection."

Chi Yuan's condition was much better than they had imagined. The assistant director, who had been on edge all the way, collapsed onto a hospital bench, breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly called the film crew to report the news.

Jiang Haochen asked the doctor, "Can I go in to see him now?"

The attending physician nodded: "It's okay, but don't stay too long; the patient needs rest."

Jiang Haochen: "Thank you, doctor."

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went into the ward. Xiao Zhao wanted to follow him in, but then felt it was inappropriate. He wanted to see the doctor off, but then felt it was even more inappropriate to leave the assistant director alone there. In the end, he simply pulled the assistant director, who was still on the phone, along with him to see the doctor off.

Attending physician: "..."

There's really no need to be so polite.

In the ward, Chi Yuan was fast asleep with his eyes closed. The abrasions on his face were not serious, but the boy's face was paler than the hospital sheets.

Jiang Haochen approached, lifted a corner of the quilt, and saw the layers of gauze wrapped around it. He felt a pang of guilt.

This accident was indirectly caused by two factors: Yan Chuan picked up the wrong sword, and the props team knocked over a box, startling the horse.

When he arrived, he looked at the blood-covered boy and kept blaming himself. If he hadn't gone to help Chi Yuan with the scene, Yan Chuan wouldn't have put the sword back, and wouldn't have picked up the wrong sword. When the horse was startled, the rope could have been cut.

At that time, Yan Chuan had time to cut the rope.

The unconscious boy seemed to be in some pain; his long, thick eyelashes trembled, and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Jiang Haochen couldn't help but raise his hand to rub the boy's brow, but then, afraid of hurting him, he held his hand in mid-air, paused for a second, and then withdrew it.

He pulled up a chair, sat down beside the boy's bed, and carefully examined the boy's face.

Over the past six months, the boy and he had shared a bed many times, and they had done the most intimate things in the world, but he rarely looked at the boy like this.

The boy, who could endure anything no matter how much he struggled, now seemed as fragile as a piece of porcelain, as if he would shatter at the slightest touch.

"pain."

The boy murmured something, and his hand under the blanket suddenly twitched.

Jiang Haochen was startled and quickly pressed the boy's hand down to prevent him from aggravating the wound.

"Don't move."

It was a completely subconscious sound, but the boy seemed to have really heard it and fell silent.

Jiang Haochen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to withdraw his hand when he realized that something was tugging at his clothes. He looked down and saw that it was Chi Yuan's hand, which had somehow managed to grab his coat sleeve, carefully, as if afraid to touch his fingertips.

As an actor, observing characters is a fundamental skill. In Jiang Haochen's eyes, Chi Yuan's current state was a sign of a severe lack of security.

Jiang Haochen had read Chi Yuan's resume, but he didn't really know the boy's past. He didn't know why Chi Yuan had such an expression, but at this moment, he was willing to let the boy get some comfort from him.

When Chi Yuan woke up, this was the scene he saw. Mr. Jiang was sitting by his bedside, holding his phone in one hand and replying to messages, while his other hand was being held by his sleeve and he couldn't move.

Their little fingers were so close together that they could hook together with just a slight movement.

"woke up?"

Chi Yuan snapped back to his senses and hurriedly tried to pull his hand back, but the movement aggravated his wound, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Don't move." Jiang Haochen quickly pressed the person down. "You're injured, don't move around."

"I...I'm sorry," Chi Yuan apologized, feeling ashamed.

Jiang Haochen suddenly felt a surge of anger: "Why should I apologize? What did you do wrong?"

I was trying to take advantage of you just now.

Chi Yuan silently confessed to himself in his heart.

Seeing the boy's helpless expression, Jiang Haochen didn't want to continue getting angry, so he softened his voice and asked, "How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? Should I call a doctor?"

Chi Yuan shook his head: "No."

Jiang Haochen stared at him without saying a word.

Chi Yuan felt a little scared under his gaze: "Am I...am I disfigured?"

He tried to reach out and touch his face, but his arm was in so much pain that he couldn't lift it.

Jiang Haochen had no choice but to hold him down again: "Don't move. You're not disfigured, just some minor abrasions. But your arms, back, and thighs are more seriously injured."

Chi Yuan's face, which had just regained some color, turned deathly pale again.

Jiang Haochen didn't notice the boy's emotional change and was still comforting him: "Don't worry about the crew, Li Weiran will talk to them. Just focus on recovering and get some rest."

"Buzz buzz buzz~~"

Jiang Haochen's phone kept vibrating, as if something urgent had happened. He glanced at the boy, but before he could speak, Chi Yuan spoke first.

"Mr. Jiang, you can go ahead with your work. Just let Xiao Zhao come in and take care of me."

Jiang Haochen did indeed have something to do, and nodded, saying, "I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Chi Yuan wanted to say that if you were busy, you didn't have to come tomorrow, but in the end, he couldn't bear to.

Xiao Zhao had actually been waiting at the door the whole time, and only came in after Jiang Haochen left.

As soon as he entered, he excitedly said, "I saw President Jiang holding your hand outside, so I didn't dare come in. Brother Chi, how are you feeling? Does it hurt a lot?"

Chi Yuan, completely unconcerned about the pain, immediately asked, "What did the doctor say? Will I have a scar?"

Xiao Zhao: "I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that the injury on your face is not serious and will not leave a scar."

Chi Yuan: "What's on your person?"

Xiao Zhao: "The injuries on my body are quite serious, and there may be some marks."

Chi Yuan struggled to sit up: "Xiao Zhao, go ask the doctor if there's any way to remove the scar?"

Xiao Zhao was startled and quickly helped Chi Yuan lie down: "Brother Chi, you can't move around right now. I asked the doctor, and the reconstructive surgery these days is very advanced. Even if there are scars, they won't be too big and won't affect filming."

Chi Yuan shook his head: "No, if I leave a scar, Mr. Jiang... might not want me anymore."

The last sentence was spoken very softly, but Xiao Zhao still heard it.

What?! They won't even let you have a scar?

After calming Chi Yuan down, Xiao Zhao became increasingly angry as he left, and made a phone call to Li Weiran, who was on her way here by high-speed train.

"Sister Ran, President Jiang is going too far. He can't even leave a scar on Brother Chi's body, otherwise he'll abandon him." It's a shame he thought President Jiang was so incredibly handsome saving someone on set just now. "Sister Ran, even if you're just lovers, you can't be this demanding. Besides, Brother Chi is sick; how can you say something like this at a time like this?"

Li Weiran: "!!!"

That bastard, I knew I had to terminate the contract beforehand.