Quick Transmigration: Doting on the Cannon Fodder

Pursue if you like, kill if you don't.

She was tricked into coming here to complete missions, while it was deceived into choosing a host that wanted to strangle it anytime and anywhere, a...

He is a gentle breeze

After coming downstairs, panting, she discovered she didn't have a car!

Unfortunately, the hospital is very far from her home!

She quickly pulled out her phone, only to find that she hadn't saved Zuo Huiye's phone number!

Dou Shiliu almost crushed the phone in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, he found He Zicheng's phone number. "I need a car. Bring it here right now. I'm downstairs at my place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Shiliu squeezed the phone so hard that the screen immediately went black.

Bai Tuan suppressed a laugh: "..."

Forgive it, it's been a long time since it's seen its host so embarrassed.

Before He Zicheng could say a word during the meeting, a busy signal was heard.

He shook his phone and said to his father, "I have to go pick up Sister Li. Dad, you're continuing your meeting."

He disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

The higher-ups at the meeting didn't say anything, after all, Feng Lizi was a big boss who needed to be appeased.

He Zicheng drove his flashy red sports car and finally found Dou Shiliu's house with great difficulty, following the navigation.

"Wow, Sister Li, you live in such a dilapidated place?"

He Zicheng glanced at the residents who had littered everywhere and felt a chill.

"Get to Fu Ren Hospital, quick!"

Dou Shiliu urged him on, ignoring his nonsense.

He Zicheng sensed her urgency and sped up the car.

His car has excellent functionality and top-of-the-line features; it's as fast as lightning.

We'll be there soon.

Dou Shiliu got out of the car in a panic, which made He Zicheng a little anxious as well. "What's wrong, Sister Li?"

Her mother was in a car accident? Ugh, what is he thinking?

He Zicheng secretly slapped himself in the face.

Dou Shiliu rushed to the intensive care unit with anxious eyes.

What came into view was a thin boy on the bed, his face still bandaged, an IV drip in his long, pale hand, and he kept his head down, not moving.

"how's it going?"

Dou Shiliu strode into the ward, his eyes fixed on Zi Qingyan, but his words were directed at the hospital director.

"The wound is healing very well, but the patient's psychological trauma can only be assessed and treated after the physical recovery."

He Zicheng was taken aback; it turned out to be Zi Qingyan.

Why didn't the Nie family kill him back then?

What a lucky escape...

However, he looked quite miserable. He glanced at Zi Qingyan, who was lying on the bed without saying a word.

His head was covered in gauze, so his expression was not visible.

I don't know why Sister Li saved him...

He Zicheng touched his nose. Could it be that she had taken a liking to him?

Zi Qingyan is indeed good-looking, but this kid usually covers his eyebrows and eyes with his bangs and wears big glasses, completely obscuring his face. I only caught a glimpse of him once when I was passing by and saw him being bullied by others. His glasses fell off, revealing his delicate and thin face.

I just found out that this kid is incredibly good-looking; I don't know why he ended up looking like that.

Dou Shiliu stared at the words written on the bed without moving an inch.

Zi Qingyan's body trembled slightly. He felt her gaze, and the deep-seated inferiority and sensitivity within him made him very uncomfortable. He didn't like being stared at like that...

He pulled the blanket up to cover himself, blocking out the light. He didn't want a single ray of light to get into the blanket. In the darkness, his breathing gradually became steady, and only then did he feel safe.

Seeing Zi Qingyan wrapped tightly in the blanket like a wounded little animal, Dou Shiliu's heartache grew heavier and heavier.

I was worried he was feeling suffocated, and I wanted to go over and give him some fresh air, but I was also afraid of scaring him.

"You all get out."

Dou Shiliu's eyes swept over the people present.

The dean seemed to understand her intention, nodded, and let the nurse and him leave.

Although He Zicheng was confused, he followed the dean out after seeing that he had already left.

They closed the door, and Dou Shiliu turned off the light and closed the curtains.

In an instant, the entire ward was plunged into darkness.

There was a rustling sound coming from the bed. Zi Qingyan blushed and quietly came out for some fresh air.

Looking into the completely dark room, where only the sound of breathing could be heard, Zi Qingyan suddenly felt a deep sense of fear…

He felt that some monster was watching him from the darkness.

Terrified, she buried her head in the blanket and trembled slightly.

Dou Shiliu spoke gently, "Good girl, come out."

He was startled by the words written under the covers, and the gentle whispers of the girl outside brought tears to his eyes.

Is there anyone in this world who can speak to him so gently?

Words are too precious to even contemplate.

Dou Shiliu tiptoed to the bedside and heard the faint sobbing. Her heart clenched again.

In a panic, Dou Shiliu pulled up the blanket and saw Zi Qingyan trembling weakly, blood seeping from the gauze on her face. Dou Shiliu's eyes narrowed.

Zi Qingyan felt as if his protective shield had been breached. His eyes were filled with panic and helplessness. He almost instinctively wanted to escape. With a forceful tug, his pale hand pulled out the IV drip, and the back of his hand instantly turned bruised.

In a panic, she tried to get out of bed, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and with a forceful pull, she fell into a small, warm embrace.

The words were spoken lightly, and her body stiffened.

"Be a good girl, okay?"

Dou Shiliu lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the frightened Zi Qingyan, and hugged him tightly: "I'm here, don't be afraid, okay? No one dares to bully you..."