"What time is it?" Ji Yuzhi asked, looking at the bright sky outside.
"10:21." Zhao Anran glanced at the time, then looked out the corner of her eye at the door, and sure enough, Zhen Tian was standing there.
She smiled slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"You've sweated a lot, let me wipe your face." Zhao Anran revealed Ji Yuzhi's face to Zhen Tian, and then applied a towel to it.
"No need." Ji Yuzhi still dodged away: "Give me my phone."
I didn't send Sweetie a goodnight message last night, but it's not too late to send her a good morning message now.
"Only one!"
Zhen Tian only came in when she saw Ji Yuzhi's face. She opened the door and immediately saw Ji Yuzhi's pale face and the many IV drips hanging on the IV stand.
Ji Yuzhi looked over in the direction of the voice: "Sweetie?"
He tried to sit up, but Zhao Anran nervously helped him.
"Lie down!" Zhen Tian ran over and scolded, "You're sick and you're still moving around!"
Ji Yuzhi touched the tip of his nose and obediently lay back down.
Zhao Anran's hand froze in mid-air.
"What happened to you?!" Zhen Tian frowned, searching Ji Yuzhi's body for wounds. "Where are you hurt? Or are you feeling unwell?"
"It's alright." Ji Yuzhi squeezed her hand and kneaded it in his palm.
"What do you mean nothing's wrong! You haven't replied to my messages for three days. Have you been in the hospital for three days? Why didn't you tell me!" Zhen Tian said angrily, hands on her hips.
"Three...days?"
Ji Yuzhi was surprised: "What's the date today?"
"Number 29!"
He opened his mouth as if in surprise, and asked, "I was unconscious for three days?"
“Yes.” Zhao Anran nodded.
"You still say it's not serious!" Zhen Tian pinched Ji Yuzhi angrily.
Zhao Anran quickly scolded her: "Yuzhi is still sick, why did you pinch him?"
Zhen Tian sat up in a panic from the hospital bed: "I'm sorry, I was so angry I forgot. Does it hurt...?"
Ji Yuzhi smiled and pulled Zhen Tian back to his side: "It doesn't hurt. How much strength do you have? Don't be afraid. You're not a porcelain doll that you can't touch."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Anran unintentionally, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
Zhao Anran saw it clearly.
Zhen Tian didn't notice and still asked her, "Is it just that you feel unwell somewhere?"
After being warned, Zhao Anran became much more obedient, answering whatever Zhen Tian asked: "High fever caused by overwork."
Upon hearing the words "high fever," Zhen Tian immediately leaned down and touched Ji Yuzhi's forehead with her eyelids: "Still burning up! You're really driving me crazy!"
She stood up.
"Where are you going?" Ji Yuzhi grabbed her.
"Let me wipe you down to cool you down." Zhen Tian gave him a reproachful look, picked up a basin and tested the temperature: "This water is too cold. I'll go get some more."
Zhen Tian turned around, picked up the basin, and disappeared from the ward.
Only Ji Yuzhi and Zhao Anran remained in the room.
"Do you want something to eat? I'll go buy it!" Zhao Anran said awkwardly.
"No need, you can go back. Don't bother coming back," Ji Yuzhi said coldly. "In the future, be careful what you say, what you should say, and what you shouldn't say!"
Zhao Anran stood by the bed, clenching her fists: "I don't think those things were inappropriate; I was doing it for your own good. What she did was wrong!"
"She's always right with me."
“But you’re sick, and she’s still pinching you. She doesn’t understand anything… She’s so immature.”
"That's none of your business."
Ji Yuzhi's tone grew colder as he spoke.
Zhao Anran bit her lower lip, picked up her things, and left.
Not far from where they walked, they bumped into Zhen Tian, who was returning from fetching water.
"You're gone?"
Zhao Anran gave a cold "hmm," and after a brief moment of passing by, she stopped and turned back to look at Zhen Tian.
"What's up?"
“You’re not suited for Yuzhi at all; you can’t even take care of people.”
...
Wen Jiujiu ran away in frustration; that damn phone, she just couldn't find it.
She searched all the way from her dormitory to her studio but couldn't find it, then realized she might have left it at the hospital. So she ran all the way to the hospital.
On one hand, she was frantically searching for her phone. On the other hand, it was already past ten o'clock when she finally arrived at the hospital. She was furious that that damned woman had stayed with the boss for so long. The thought of her made her grit her teeth in hatred.
As soon as she looked up, she heard Zhao Anran's words.
“You’re not suited for Yuzhi at all; you can’t even take care of people.”
"Damn it, you little bitch, you've gone too far as to bully the wife! Hey, I've got a short temper, I'll tear you apart today!" She rolled up her sleeves and was about to attack.
Zhen Tian looked at Zhao Anran with surprise: "So?"
Wen Jiujiu was stunned by her words and stopped in her tracks.
"So?" Zhao Anran was angered by Zhen Tian: "So you should leave Yuzhi on your own initiative. To be honest, in my eyes you are useless and only cause trouble for Yuzhi."
"It seems so!" Zhen Tian thought for a moment and nodded. "So what? Zhizhi has always told me to go to him whenever I encounter problems, and he will get angry if I don't."
Wen Jiujiu raised her eyebrows, widened her eyes, and opened her mouth wide. Wow, this display of affection is a bit too refreshing and unconventional.
"That's because you're immature!"
"But it's all because they spoil me that I'm like this!" Zhen Tian said seriously to Zhao Anran. "Oh, I'm not talking to you anymore, the water will get cold soon. Be careful on your way. Bye-bye."
Zhen Tian left without even glancing at Zhao Anran, carrying the water.
Wen Jiujiu was dumbfounded. Wow, wow, I never expected my sister-in-law to have this skill of mockery.
Thinking of this, she jumped up again. Damn phone, if only she could have recorded it and shown it to the boss.
She walked past Zhao Anran and snorted, "Serves you right for your character!"
Zhao Anran stopped pretending and his face was extremely gloomy.
Wen Jiujiu went to find her phone, gloating.
When Zhen Tian returned with the water, she saw Ji Yuzhi holding his phone. She reached out to snatch it, saying, "Still busy? You're sick and you don't even know how to rest."
Ji Yuzhi grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek, stroking it: "I'm sorry, were you worried because I didn't reply to your messages these past few days?"
His phone screen displayed the records of his unreplyed good morning and good night messages to Zhen Tian. Zhen Tian glanced at them and nonchalantly put her phone aside.
“You’re sick, isn’t it normal not to reply? Let go of me, let me wipe you down, you’re sweating again.” Zhen Tian pulled her hand away, squeezed out the water from the towel, and gently pressed it against Ji Yuzhi’s face.
"If you're so busy, don't come back to see me so often. Anyway, I'm busy studying for the college entrance exam."
"Seeing that you're not taking up any time," Ji Yuzhi said with a smile.
"How can it not cause delays? Do you think I don't know that if you come back to see me, I'll have to put all the work on my plate?" Zhen Tian glared at him, then quickly deflated: "I know I'm a troublemaker. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be so tired."
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