Huo Yeshuo paused for only a second before straightening up and turning his head to look at the place where the strange noise had just come from.

It's away from the lights, close to the glass facade on the side of the building.

Silver moonlight slanted down, giving the surface of the dark gray stone pillar, which was two meters in diameter, a faint glow.

"Is anyone there?"

Silence fell, and no one responded.

Huo Yeshuo frowned slightly, turned and left, but he hadn't gone far when he caught another faint murmur in his ears.

This time I heard it clearly; it sounded like a woman's voice.

[Host, he seems to be heading this way.]

Lin Zhenzhen clutched her chest, her face deathly pale: "You..."

[Hehe, I didn't expect it to actually work! One step after another, tightly linked, and we met so smoothly! My plan was practically perfect!]

Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head, her voice trembling: "You every..."

【Oh, I know, they really are perfect every time. Feel free to praise them; I'm not the kind of system that gets easily arrogant.】

Lin Zhenzhen clenched her fists, forcing herself to utter a complete sentence: "Damn it."

...

[Host, why are you swearing?] The system pouted, looking aggrieved. [I was just doing everything you asked!]

fart!

Her request was that when she was taken to the hospital, the doctors wouldn't be able to tell that she was faking illness and wasn't actually going to have a real attack!

Is this idiot some kind of one-dimensional creature? The difference between the two is so obvious, how can he not understand?

Lin Zhenzhen took a deep breath, trying to calm her burning anger.

However, less than one-tenth of the air actually reaches her lungs.

From the nasal cavity to the throat and then to the chest, it felt like it was stuffed with water-soaked sponges, every inch of skin and every muscle was doing its best to prevent fresh air from entering.

She was really struggling to breathe.

As the system watched Lin Zhenzhen's lips gradually turn blue and purple, it finally realized that things seemed to have developed in a way that was beyond its expectations.

[Host? Host? Don't scare me!]

[Waaaaah, I'll remove your buff card right now.]

"No..." Lin Zhenzhen tilted her head slightly.

She raised her chin, lifted her arm, and her slender fingertips clenched weakly in the air, trying to grab the hem of the person beside her.

Her dark eyes were moistened with tears, and her pale lips trembled slightly, uttering a soft murmur as fragile as a butterfly's wing.

"Don't go."

Huo Yeshuo's entire upper body was hidden in the darkness, and Lin Zhenzhen couldn't see his expression. She could only silently pray that the 20 points of favorability would have some effect.

Lin Zhenzhen didn't know when she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was already lying in a hospital bed.

"Miss Aya, we meet again."

Lin Zhenzhen blinked slowly. She was clearly not fully awake yet, staring blankly at the air in front of her, completely dazed.

Qin Chuan looked at the instrument, writing on a piece of paper as he spoke.

"Your heart rate is back to normal now, and all your readings are fine. A nurse will take you for a full range of tests in a bit."

Lin Zhenzhen seemed to finally come to her senses, and the light in her eyes gradually widened.

"Dr. Qin?"

Qin Chuan turned his head: "That's right, it's me again."

Lin Zhenzhen looked out the window at the blinding white light: "What time is it?"

Six o'clock.

Lin Zhenzhen was shocked: "It's already six in the morning?"

Qin Chuan turned to the side, raising an eyebrow in surprise: "Six o'clock in the afternoon, which is 6 PM."

Upon hearing this, the color drained from Lin Zhenzhen's face instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes, making her look as aggrieved as if she was about to cry.

Qin Chuan was also taken aback, thinking that something had happened to her again, and quickly leaned down to ask, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Are you having trouble breathing again?"

Lin Zhenzhen bit her lower lip, shook her head, and whispered, "Dr. Qin, I'm fine. Have you seen my bag?"

"I don't know, let me ask the nurse."

Qin Chuan walked out of the room, and after about two minutes, he returned to the ward.

"Your belongings weren't at the nurses' station; you probably didn't take your bag when you were brought to the hospital."

"Then it must have been left at the company. I understand, thank you."

Lin Zhenzhen lowered her eyelids, and a few seconds later, large tears dripped down her long eyelashes.

Like dewdrops on lotus leaves, they tremble wildly as they are battered by wind and rain, incredibly smooth yet exceptionally endearing.

Qin Chuan panicked a little: "Hey, hey, don't cry. Are you sad because you're not feeling well, or did you lose something?"

Lin Zhenzhen raised her hand and rubbed her eyelids haphazardly, saying vaguely, "I'm fine physically, but I'm going to be fired soon."