Chapter 27 Can you please stop doing this at the hospital bedside? [VIP]
"Actually, I told you a long time ago, that guy from Qinyu Town is your nemesis!" The red-haired youth sat angrily in front of Ziyu's bed, casually placing the fruit he was carrying on the bedside table and dumping the messy pieces of fruit into the trash can.
Ziyu couldn't stop it and could only watch helplessly as the scumbag's hard work was thrown away like trash.
Haiyue was still furious. If it weren't for the fact that his father was a surgeon at the hospital, given Ziyu's personality of not liking to cause trouble for others, Ziyu probably wouldn't have told him when he returned to school.
"You've only been on vacation for a short time, and you've broken your leg! You fell down the stairs, and this happened as soon as you went to his place. Is it that he's cursed on you, or is it the stairs that's cursed on you?"
Ziyu looked at the other person with a troubled expression, and could only be thankful that Qin Yuzhen was out handling some business.
He touched his eyes; his eyelids had been twitching since this morning.
"Hey, don't look at me like that. I know you're a jerk too." Haiyue was exasperated. He was a straight man, but he didn't discriminate against homosexuals and didn't have any particular opinion. He just couldn't stand his good brother Ziyu fawning over Qinyu Town like that.
Ziyu knew Haiyue meant well, and thanked him helplessly.
"Don't thank me. I came to see you today for two reasons. First, to check on how your leg is recovering." Haiyue examined his good friend's leg, which was in a cast, and his expression wasn't good. He turned to Ziyu and said, "The other thing is something I don't know if you've heard about."
Ziyu blinked.
"What's up?"
"Lin Hai dropped out of school."
Ziyu opened her eyes wide.
"Really?"
"It's definitely true! You didn't know? I thought it was your husband who did it." Seeing that Ziyu's shocked expression didn't seem fake, Haiyue leaned closer to Ziyu. "You didn't see how he looked when he dropped out of school. He was all slinked around like a rat in the street!"
Haiyue disliked Lin Hai's gloomy appearance, and when this matter was mentioned, even Ziyu's anger disappeared. He said with great enthusiasm, "He deserved it!"
Ziyu: "You saw it?"
Ziyu remembered that Haiyue seemed to pack up and go home as soon as the holiday started.
Haiyue's energetic expression froze for a moment.
"Uh..." Haiyue scratched his head, "No, I was already home at that time, but I guess he was too!"
"...Why did he drop out of school?" Ziyu genuinely didn't understand. If it was just a matter of...
Haiyue straightened up, wanting to say a few more words, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Haiyue swallowed back what he wanted to say and turned his gaze toward the door with Ziyu.
The man wore a bespoke navy blue suit, exuding composure and mystery. His peach blossom eyes were gentle and affectionate, and the smile on his lips was just right—neither too obsequious nor too aloof.
In short, he is a handsome and mature man who is quite approachable.
"Hello, may I come in?"
The visitor was none other than Tang Zuo.
Haiyue was stunned by the mature and expensive demeanor of the newcomer. He was just a kid from a middle-class family, and this was the first time he had ever seen a man whose every move exuded nobility.
How could Ziyu know someone like that?!
He looked at Ziyu in disbelief, his eyes seemingly filled with accusation.
Ziyu was just as shocked as Haiyue.
How did Tang Zuo end up here? And why is he acting so friendly? How did he know I was here?
Ziyu was certain that during his last meeting with Tang Zuo, he hadn't left Tang Zuo any information about himself, not even his name—although others had called him by his name—so Tang Zuo couldn't possibly recognize him now.
"I'm sorry to bother you." Tang Zuo didn't mind not getting a reply from the two boys in the room, and the smile on his lips remained the same. "I just wanted to see how Mr. Ziyu is doing."
Haiyue quickly said, "It's alright, it's alright. You're here to visit Ziyu too, so please come in."
Tang Zuo ignored Hai Yue's words, his peach blossom eyes still fixed on Zi Yu, waiting for Zi Yu's approval.
Ziyu had no choice but to nod.
Tang Zuo then stepped to Ziyu's bedside. He had brought flowers with him. Hai Yue, with his sharp eyes, recognized them as flowers from a florist near the hospital, specially brought to visit the patient.
"How did you know I was here?" In this loop, Ziyu's knowledge of Tang Zuo was limited to that one night.
"Everyone's saying that Mr. Qin's wife fell and was hospitalized. He's staying with her at the hospital and can only squeeze in work whenever he can." Tang Zuo arranged the flowers in the vase with elegant and skillful movements, a sight to behold. "That's why I came to see which young gentleman could make Mr. Qin like him so much."
"I didn't expect it to be Mr. Ziyu."
Ziyu's face darkened slightly, and the alarm bells in his heart were practically ringing loudly.
He probably wanted to see if he could make a big deal out of it.
Ziyu remained calm and said, "Thank you for your concern."
Tang Zuo seemed oblivious to Ziyu's aloof attitude, feigning warmth and intimacy as he arranged flowers. By the time he finished speaking, he had also finished arranging the flowers and pulled out his business card from his pocket.
The business card was exquisitely made, with even gold trim around the edges.
"It might be a bit late." Tang Zuo smiled. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Tang Zuo."
Upon hearing the name, Haiyue immediately realized that Tang Zuo was quite popular among the students. He was a child prodigy who had been supported by his family with all their might. He had achieved great success at a young age and was both approachable and handsome.
Haiyue's gaze instantly shifted from admiration to worship.
"I hope my arrival hasn't disturbed you." Tang Zuo basked in Hai Yue's admiring gaze, his smile deepening.
He likes to be looked at like that.
"No, no!" Haiyue waved his hands repeatedly.
Ziyu frowned; his eyelids had been twitching since the beginning of the day.
Ziyu concluded by saying, "Thank you for your visit, Mr. Tang. You are very busy, so please go back and rest early."
Tang Zuo shook his head and said, "I think it's fine as it is now."
Ziyu was speechless at these words.
What are the NPCs doing in this game? Starting from the second playthrough, all three romanceable characters are incredibly strange. Qin Yu Town is acting strangely, but why is Tang Zuo acting strangely too?
We have to get rid of Tang Zuo as soon as possible, otherwise we'll be in big trouble when Qin Yuzhen comes back.
Ziyu racked his brains to think of what to say.
There was another knock on the door.
Mingyu's cheerful and lively voice came first: "Brother Ziyu! I've come to see you!"
Ziyu was startled. He saw Mingyu, dressed in casual youthful clothes and wearing a black mask—he had recently become a hit on a variety show, so he needed to be careful when he was out—he was carrying a bunch of snacks and happily pushed open the door. As soon as he saw Ziyu, his puppy-dog eyes lit up instantly.
"Brother Ziyu! Are you alright?!"
Although he was wearing a mask, Haiyue was still able to recognize the owner of the voice based on his experience of intensive internet use.
"Holy crap..." Haiyue looked at Ziyu on the hospital bed with an incredulous expression once again.
How come I didn't know you even knew celebrities?
Ziyu truly had unspeakable suffering.
Mingyu's bright eyes suddenly darkened when he saw a familiar figure standing in front of Ziyu's hospital bed.
In that instant, a strong hatred flashed in Mingyu's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
However, Tang Zuo's attention was faster.
He immediately noticed something was wrong. He recognized Mingyu, the young master of the Ming family. Tang Zuo searched his memory, but he didn't recall ever offending this person.
His smile deepened.
Mingyu turned his head and, while carrying the snacks, brushed Tang's left elbow aside.
Tang Zuo staggered, and Ming Yu saw it, saying in an extremely insincere tone, "Ah, I didn't see it, sorry."
Tang Zuo remained impeccably polite: "It's alright."
Mingyu ignored him and happily waved the snacks in front of Ziyu: "Look! I bought these especially! They're so delicious!"
He even kindly picked out a few snacks that he didn't think were very tasty and gave them to Haiyue: "You eat some too, you eat some too."
Haiyue, unaware that he had become a dumping ground for trash, happily accepted the snacks: "Oh, thank you, thank you so much!"
Mingyu looked at Haiyue, who was laughing like a fool, with pity, then turned to Ziyu and laughed. He took off his mask, revealing his youthful and handsome face to Ziyu.
Looking at the pile of snacks in front of her, Ziyu felt an even stronger impression that Mingyu was still a child.
He pressed his temples, his tone helpless:
"Mingyu, the doctor told me to eat less of these."
Mingyu felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"What... then I bought it for nothing?"
"It wasn't a waste of money, I can eat it, I can eat it." Haiyue's eyes were very sharp. He noticed that the bag was full of ridiculously expensive snacks, the kind he wouldn't normally be willing to buy.
Tang Zuo looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He was nearly ten years older than everyone present, so he naturally had a bit of an elder's mentality.
They really are a bunch of kids...
He dusted off the spot where Mingyu had elbowed him earlier, a smile on his face, but his eyes were icy cold.
“It’s lunchtime. If Mr. Ziyu can’t eat snacks, then I’ll have someone bring up some suitable food,” Tang Zuo said. “Young Master Ming, you’re holding Mr. Ziyu’s hand down.”
After Tang Zuo said that, Mingyu realized what was happening and quickly straightened up.
He scolded Ziyu, "Brother Ziyu, why didn't you say anything when I pressed down on your hand?"
Ziyu waved his hand and said, "I'm not in pain."
Mingyu's expression improved slightly. He glanced at Tang Zuo, his tone still not very good: "Why didn't you go back after you finished visiting, Mr. Tang? It's enough that I'm here with Brother Ziyu."
Ziyu agreed with this.
Ziyu prefers Xiao Mingyu to this smiling fox.
Tang Zuo remained gentle: "If Mr. Ziyu needs it, I can also provide assistance."
The air conditioning was cooling down indoors, but for some reason, Ziyu felt her eyelids twitching even more violently.
Mingyu frowned: "Brother Ziyu has me and a caregiver here, we don't need you, you should go!"
Haiyue: What about me?
Hai Yue glanced at Ming Yu, then at Tang Zuo, and even he, slow to realize, sensed that the air seemed to be thick with tension.
Tang Zuo: "Young Master Ming really wants me to leave?"
Mingyu gave Tang Zuo a cold look: "I told you I'd stay here and keep Ziyu company."
"But what if I also want to stay and keep Mr. Ziyu company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ziyu felt a sense of foreboding.
If the plot is correct, Tang Zuo is at most interested in the submissive character right now, but Ming Yu is different.
Mingyu is in love without realizing it, and has a fiery temper.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Mingyu felt a surge of anger: "Why are you with him? Ziyu doesn't even know you!"
"It's not too late to get to know each other now."
"How come I didn't know that President Tang liked to give himself away?"
"When you meet someone you like, you'll naturally be willing to do anything."
The air conditioner's outdoor unit was making a whirring noise, and Tang Zuo made a statement that sounded like a confession of love under these circumstances.
The expressions on everyone's faces were varied. Tang Zuo raised his eyebrows, clearly surprised by what he had said, but he quickly accepted it. He even had the leisure to look at Ziyu, who was still in a daze. Hai Yue was so shocked that he took two steps back. Mingyu's face became even more unpleasant, and his hands clenched tightly.
"I apologize for disturbing Mr. Ziyu." Tang Zuo apologized again. "I know this matter is abrupt. I will not interfere in Mr. Ziyu's relationship with President Qin. I hope this will not cause trouble for Mr. Ziyu."
Ziyu wanted to scream.
What's going on here? How did the plot turn out like this?
His eyelids were twitching so much that Ziyu wondered if they had a passion for tap dancing.
Haiyue pulled out his phone and frantically sent messages to Ziyu.
[Haiyue: Holy crap, bro, how did you do that?]
[Haiyue: Bro, aren't you being a little too unfair? Why didn't you tell me anything?]
Mingyu slammed his hand on the bed and jumped up: "You've already added to Ziyu's troubles by saying it out loud! You're just deliberately trying to get Ziyu's attention!"
Tang Zuo still had a smiling expression.
Mingyu shouted, "You're not allowed to like Brother Ziyu!"
"Why not?" Tang Zuo asked, not ashamed to ask.
Mingyu argued confidently, "Because Ziyu doesn't know you very well, your feelings for him are a problem for him!"
Haiyue felt that he could no longer open his eyes any wider.
The atmosphere in the room was becoming increasingly tense.
"knock."
There was another knock on the door of the ward.
With his upright posture, handsome features, and uniquely arrogant demeanor, his sharp eyebrows and dark eyes, along with the obvious bruising under his eyes from caring for his lover day and night, did not diminish his handsomeness but instead added a touch of melancholy and dejection.
Ziyu's eyelids finally stopped twitching.
His heart stopped beating.
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