The two brothers faced each other in silence for a moment.
Yu Jiaheng was the first to move. He slowly walked to the foot of the hospital bed and pulled out the patient information card that was tucked in the interlayer.
"Ling Zhen? You must be Uncle Chen's daughter?"
He seemed to be smiling, but the gaze he cast from behind his reflective glasses made Lin Zhenzhen very uncomfortable.
It felt like some kind of dark, damp reptile was wriggling on my body, leaving a wet stain.
Lin Zhenzhen shrank back and hid behind Yu Jiamu.
Yu Jiaheng spread his hands innocently: "Do I look that scary? I scared the little girl like this."
Yu Jiaheng tilted his head slightly, seemingly to check on Lin Zhenzhen's condition.
“She’s just a coward.” Yu Jiamu’s tone was unusually cold and hard. “Brother, you should go.”
"Tsk." Yu Jiaheng smiled with interest. "This is practically an invitation to leave."
"Alright, then I won't get in your way." He walked to the door, already touching the doorknob, but suddenly turned back, looked at Lin Zhenzhen, and said, "I believe we'll see each other again soon."
The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Lin Zhenzhen tugged at Yu Jiamu's sleeve, gesturing for him to sit down.
He turned to look at her, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "That was my brother."
After a pause, he added, "He's not a bad person."
Lin Zhenzhen picked up the pen and paper on the bedside table: "You two don't get along?"
This question is actually redundant.
Anyone with a normal sense could feel the tense atmosphere when the two met.
Her question was silly, and Yu Jiamu's answer was silly too.
"It's not that it's bad, it's just that we're not familiar with it."
Well, it seems she's doing her best to play the innocent little white flower, and Yu Jiamu is also carefully protecting his own innocent little white flower.
However, his acting skills were not very good; when he said those words, there was still a strong sense of hostility in his eyes.
Yu Jiamu's phone suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
I don't know what they said over there.
Yu Jiamu snorted coldly, then got up and went to the small balcony attached to the ward.
He didn't pull the door open, so Lin Zhenzhen was able to gradually pick up some keywords.
Is Chen Xinji next to you? Let him answer the phone.
It seems that Chen Xinji, this great wronged one, has become the scapegoat.
Yu Jiamu seemed to be having a heated argument with the person across the street; he was holding his phone in one hand and gripping the balcony railing with the other.
"You idiot, is your mind just filled with cars? Don't you care at all where your sister went for hours?
Lin Zhenzhen looked up in surprise.
She hadn't expected that Yu Jiamu's anger stemmed from the Chen family's failure to pay attention to her in time.
"Don't ask anymore, we don't need you here, get out."
After Yu Jiamu abruptly hung up the phone, he stood on the balcony for a while. By the time he returned indoors, his emotions had calmed down.
But before he could even sit down, the phone rang again.
"That idiot..."
Both of them assumed it was Chen Xinji calling back to ask questions, but Yu Jiamu stopped moving after seeing the name displayed on the screen.
"I'm going out to answer a phone call."
Lin Zhenzhen watched him leave the room, and then knocked on the system.
What exactly is this self-protection mechanism you're referring to?
The system popped its head out: "Simply put, when the algorithm detects a potentially fatal danger near you, we will take emergency measures to ensure your safety to the greatest extent possible."
Lin Zhenzhen asked in confusion: "What danger did I encounter at that time?"
Wen Hongying poisoned your food.
Lin Zhenzhen's eyelids twitched: [Poisoning? How could someone do something so brainless in front of so many people?]
If something happens to me after I eat the food she prepared, wouldn't Wen Hongying have a hard time getting away unscathed?
Of course she's not that stupid.
The system explained: "She chose a new type of slow-acting poison, which only takes effect after years of accumulation. Because the dosage is very small each time, routine hospital tests won't detect it, making it a relatively safe plan."
However, here's the catch: we're here to protect you. When toxins enter your body, your protective mechanisms kick in, and the two forces clash.
Although the purification process may be a tiny bit painful.
Lin Zhenzhen paused for a moment: "So the reason I'm in so much pain isn't because she poisoned me, but because of that damn protection mechanism of the system?"
System: [...The way you put it, it still sounds like it's our problem.]
Lin Zhenzhen mocked mercilessly:
At her pace, she might be able to complete the mission and leave soon, so why would she care about that poison?
However, this incident did serve as a reminder to her.
Lin Zhenzhen curled her lips, a hint of incongruous cunning appearing on her usually aloof face.
Since the other party is so sincere, she should prepare a proper return gift.
Yu Jiamu returned at this time.
He seemed to emanate a chill, even his brows were etched with coldness.
"I have to go first. I've already called Chen Xinji, he'll be here soon. Don't wander off, just follow the doctor's instructions."
Yu Jiamu picked up his coat from the sofa, turned around, and was surprised to see Lin Zhenzhen, dressed in a hospital gown, chasing after him from the bed.
He immediately noticed the pair of small, white feet stepping on the stone floor, and his brows furrowed instantly.
"Nonsense." He strode forward, picked Lin Zhenzhen up, and put her back on the bed. "You were just getting a little comfortable and you're already causing trouble again."
Lin Zhenzhen's face turned rosy, but she still hugged Yu Jiamu's neck, unwilling to let go.
Yu Jiamu softened his tone: "Be good, listen to me, stay in the hospital for two days?"
Lin Zhenzhen shook her head, then mouthed: I'm scared.
Yu Jiamu looked at her, but did not give in.
Lin Zhenzhen picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote: I don't want to stay in the hospital, I'll have nightmares here.
Yu Jiamu suddenly remembered the accident that happened to her. For her, the hospital might indeed represent some past that she didn't want to recall.
Seeing that he still didn't react, Lin Zhenzhen pleaded as she grabbed his left index finger.
He continued writing: Don't leave me behind, take me with you, okay?
Yu Jiamu looked down at his hand that was being held, and gave a helpless laugh.
"good."
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