A quiet private hospital with few patients.
The corridor was empty, and the few nurses who occasionally walked by would invariably look up at the tall and imposing man.
Huo Yeshuo was silent for a while before speaking: "It's nothing."
"So, have you forgiven me?"
Huo Yeshuo glanced at the gold watch on his wrist and gave a soft "hmm".
"Thank you." Lin Zhenzhen's eyes brightened instantly, and she quickly took out a ballpoint pen and a stack of notepads from her small handbag.
"Mr. Huo, could you please give me your contact information? I'll transfer the money to you when I get back."
Huo Yeshuo frowned slightly and said calmly, "No need."
The glimmer of light that had just appeared in her eyes vanished instantly, as if a switch had been flipped.
Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head, and the pen and paper in her hand slowly fell to the ground: "You think I'm deliberately bothering you, right?"
Huo Yeshuo did not answer. His long, beautiful fingers, as if they were works of art, tapped lightly on the seam of his trousers on the outside of his thigh, as if keeping time.
But Lin Zhenzhen knew that this was actually a sign that he was getting a little impatient.
"I didn't mean that." There was no sincerity in Huo Yeshuo's face.
Lin Zhenzhen sniffed and whispered, "No matter what, I will definitely pay you back for the medical expenses."
She quickly scribbled a string of numbers on a notepad, then tore off the page and handed it to Huo Yeshuo.
"This is my number. If you find it inconvenient to give me your contact information, you can also give me your bank account number directly, or have your friend contact me."
Huo Yeshuo hesitated for only half a second before taking the note: "Okay."
After Huo Yeshuo left, Lin Zhenzhen casually found a chair in the corridor and sat down.
She rested her chin on her hand and gazed out the window: [Hey pig, how much favorability do you have now?]
The system probe probed, puzzled: "Who is that, hohoho?"
[Huo Yeshuo, right? Yeshuo is two fires combined, so putting them together makes "hohoho!"]
【...Heh, heh heh, with your level of humor, you actually dare to look down on my lame jokes?】
Noticing the glare Lin Zhenzhen was giving her, the system quickly corrected itself: [Ahem, let me check... Hmm, right now, her favorability rating is -10!]
-10...that's better than Lin Zhenzhen had imagined.
She sighed inwardly, then bent down and gently massaged her ankle.
I wore high heels all day today, and my joints are swollen.
Lin Zhenzhen thought that massaging it would reduce the swelling, but she didn't expect the original owner's skin to be so delicate. After just a few gentle presses, red marks appeared on her skin.
The private hospital provided attentive service; perhaps noticing she was sitting alone, a nurse approached and asked, "Miss, do you need any help?"
Lin Zhenzhen hesitated before nodding, mainly because she was indeed in a very embarrassing situation.
In an attempt to frame the original female lead, the original owner faked a fall in front of Lu Yangyun, but failed to control the angle properly and smashed his phone to pieces.
"May I use your phone?"
"OK."
Lin Zhenzhen picked up the microphone, but hesitated to press the button.
She can only recall two numbers now, one of which naturally belongs to Lu Yangyun, and the other to Lingzhen's biological mother.
[Wow, host, Lu Yangyun's phone number ends in 620. Does that mean "Lu. Ai. Ling"?]
Lin Zhenzhen frowned in disgust: [Stop talking, I'm going to throw up.]
At this moment, Lu Yangyun is probably engrossed in "exchanging feelings" with He Xiaoxiao, and Lin Zhenzhen certainly won't disturb him.
As for Ayane's mother...
Lin Zhenzhen put down the receiver and turned to the nurse: "Excuse me, is there a place nearby to repair mobile phones?"
"Nearby?" the nurse thought for a moment. "There seems to be one about two kilometers south, but it's past this time, and they've all closed for the day."
"I see, thank you."
Is there anything else I can help you with?
Lin Zhenzhen gently shook her head and smiled, "I'd like to sit here and rest for a while, is that alright?"
Huo Yeshuo returned with a bouquet of fresh lilies.
He saw the woman who had caused him trouble standing in front of the nurses' station from afar, picking up the phone receiver and putting it down again before finally returning to the single-row bench in the corridor.
He suddenly remembered that she said her phone was broken and she didn't even have money for a taxi.
Huo Yeshuo paused for a moment, hesitated for a second, and then walked towards her.
Are you leaving now?
A man's voice suddenly rang out, startling Lin Zhenzhen.
She looked up, a hint of confusion in her eyes: "Hmm?"
"Didn't you say you didn't have money for a taxi?" Huo Yeshuo's expression didn't change.
"Um..." Lin Zhenzhen blinked, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Are you going to take me home?"
"..." Huo Yeshuo's lips twitched. "I'll give you the money, you can take a taxi yourself."
“Oh…” Lin Zhenzhen nodded slowly, “Then I’ll pay you back the money later.”
Huo Yeshuo nodded indifferently.
Then, holding the flowers, he turned into another corridor.
Lin Zhenzhen craned her neck and saw an electronically controlled glass door slowly opening. She looked up again and saw the words "VIP Ward" in large, gilded lettering on a wooden sign.
Why are you still here?
Lin Zhenzhen turned around and saw Qin Chuan wearing a white coat.
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