Chapter 78 I'm probably going to see someone. ...
Zhou Songyin?!
It was Zhou Songyin?!
Pei Ci's pupils constricted sharply, and she was utterly shocked. She had considered many people, most of whom were powerful and influential. But she never imagined that this person would be Zhou Songyin!
How could it be Zhou Songyin?
She felt it was almost absurd, like a dream, like two completely unrelated things being put together.
“This…” Pei Ci licked her dry lips, “This can’t be, right? In my memory…”
As she spoke, she recalled that even though he was her attending physician at Kenlin Hospital, her memories of Zhou Songyin were vague. She only remembered the first time she met Zhou Songyin.
That was Kenlin's winter.
Winters in Kenlin are especially cold, and after arriving alone, it was Zhou Jiyue who took care of settling her in. She hadn't even met Zhou Songyin. Since she had come to Kenlin for medical treatment, Pei Ci couldn't help but feel anxious after not seeing the person who would treat her for so long.
"Where is Mr. Zhou?" she couldn't help but ask the maid who was looking after her.
“I’m sorry, Miss Pei.” The maid shook her head. “We don’t know where he is either.”
"Is he busy with something?" Pei Ci frowned.
"Hmm...we're not really sure about that either."
Pei Ci pursed her lips.
Why did I arrive but never see anyone?
Are you playing with people?
But it was Zhou Songyin who took the initiative to contact her...
Pei Ci was completely baffled. She repeatedly inquired about Zhou Songyin from those around her, but naturally, she couldn't get any useful information. She only gleaned from their fragmented conversations that Zhou Songyin was extremely mysterious and almost never interacted with those around him. Having no other option, Pei Ci had to ask Zhou Jiyue for information.
"Zhou Songyin?" Zhou Jiyue narrowed his eyes at Pei Ci's sudden curiosity, scrutinizing the patient. "You're very interested in him?"
"He is my attending physician."
Zhou Jiyue's features were cold and sharp. At this moment, he grinned, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "In fact, I am the one who is."
“He entrusted you to me.” Zhou Jiyue’s eyes were dark and deep, concealing unfathomable emotions. “You are the difficult problem I need to overcome.”
Pei Ci fell silent; she hadn't expected this. However, she had long heard of Zhou Songyin's aloof nature, so this disrespectful behavior was not entirely unexpected.
She didn't really care; respect was a virtue, not an obligation for everyone. For her, anything was acceptable as long as her illness could be cured.
So now there is a crucial question—
"Can you?" she asked.
"oh?"
Pei Ci blinked. Due to her illness, she didn't look well. Her voice was soft and slow. "You look very young."
In the medical field, age is a measure of authority. Zhou Songyin is already thirty-five, while Zhou Jiyue is about the same age, but has just come of age. Can someone so young truly possess such profound knowledge?
As she was thinking, she heard a cold laugh. Zhou Jiyue stood up from his seat. They were about the same age, but Zhou Jiyue was much taller, like a mountain that could completely envelop Pei Ci. His brows were furrowed, and there was a shadow under his eyes. Although his face had the same coldness as usual, there was an inexplicable arrogance and conceit, a quality that belonged only to his age.
“Heh.” Zhou Jiyue said indifferently, “In fact, he was only born 18 years earlier than me.”
"But now, I can compare to him."
These words were incredibly arrogant, even showing a hint of disdain for Zhou Songyin. Because of her privileged background, Pei Ci had met top geniuses in every field throughout her life, and these extraordinary talents all possessed a similar air to Zhou Jiyue.
Therefore, after Zhou Jiyue finished speaking, she did not continue to question, but instead extended her hand, her eyes quietly fixed on Zhou Jiyue, "I look forward to becoming a successful case in your thesis."
Zhou Jiyue: "..."
He stared at Pei Ci's outstretched hand, slender and pale, like a handful of fresh snow in early winter, seemingly lifeless. So why was she so persistent? He truly didn't understand, but he still took her hand.
Um……
It has a delicate, cool touch.
Later, Pei Ci spent most of her time with Zhou Jiyue. Zhou Jiyue, like her, was an emotionally detached person, even sometimes overly rational. During this time together, Pei Ci felt no discomfort and gradually adapted to this kind of life.
"Take off your clothes."
"What are the sensations and feelings associated with the heart?"
"Hmm...very good."
"The treatment was very effective."
After completing a treatment, Pei Ci began to get dressed. Zhou Jiyue, usually quiet and reserved, stared at her slender back and, for some reason, suddenly asked, "Don't you have any shame?"
These words carried a hidden barb, but Pei Ci didn't care. While others were tidying her clothes, she replied, "To you, I'm nothing more than a piece of pork."
"Pork?" Zhou Jiyue's ears tickled beneath her hair. "...Perhaps a prettier kind of pork?"
She and Zhou Jiyue continued their lukewarm relationship until one snowy day, when Pei Ci woke up from her sleep and suddenly found someone sitting in the room.
It was a man, tall and thin, dressed in loose, monk-like robes, with disheveled white hair and a deathly pale complexion. His eyelashes were long and thick, covering his eyes, obscuring the emotions within them. At this moment, he sat loosely in a chair, holding a crackled ice teacup, looking from afar like a sick crane taking a brief rest.
“You…” Pei Ci opened her mouth, confused by the stranger who had suddenly barged in. Just then, the person turned around.
His dry, withered white hair, carrying a faint air of death, hung listlessly on his forehead. When he turned his head, his eyes also looked over, and Pei Ci then noticed that this person had a refined and otherworldly face, as well as a pair of rare gray-brown eyes.
These eyes, like his hair, were shrouded in a dense aura of death.
Like a lonely soul wandering in the mortal world.
Pei Ci suddenly thought of this sentence, and at that moment, the man blinked, his lifeless aura floating like mist, and a hint of confusion appearing on his face, "You are...?"
Pei Ci was taken aback, not expecting this person to ask the question she wanted to ask. Not knowing this person's background, she didn't answer. Instead, she asked in return, "Then who are you...?"
“I am…” The eyes blinked again, “I don’t quite remember, let me think…”
"Hmm..." He seemed to finally retrieve the information from his sluggish brain and said in a daze, "I am Zhou Songyin."
Zhou Songyin?
Pei Ci never expected to see the person she had been unable to see for so long in such a strange way. And this person also seemed to be suffering from a serious illness; was this a case of the healer not being able to heal himself?
Why did he suddenly appear here?
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Zhou Songyin, who had put down his teacup, spoke up, asking in confusion, "How did I get here?"
*
"Does Mr. Zhou suffer from amnesia?" Pei Ci asked during one of Zhou Jiyue's treatment sessions.
“Amnesia?” Zhou Jiyue frowned. “Why do you say that…”
“Heh.” Zhou Jiyue continued, “He didn’t forget to see you, he just didn’t want to.”
"He is an extremely cold person."
Yeah?
Pei Ci seemed to be deep in thought.
Why did he come to her room that night?
Pei Ci really couldn't understand it.
...However, perhaps this was just an accident?
Pei Ci thought uncertainly.
Thinking about it that way, she didn't take it to heart.
However, to everyone's surprise, this happened several more times afterward.
Zhou Songyin would always suddenly sit in her room, holding a cup in his hand, and then after she woke up, he would show pure confusion, not knowing who he was, what he was doing there, or who she was.
However, after this happened many times, he seemed to slowly remember something—
"Oh, I think I need to see someone." As he said this, a rare, faint smile appeared between his brows and eyes, like scattered gold dust on his face, making his well-aged face radiant.
"people?"
"Yes." Zhou Songyin nodded slightly. "I need to see her."
"Then why did you come here?" Pei Ci frowned.
Zhou Songyin looked at her face, serious and focused, not missing a single contour of Pei Ci's face, as if trying to see it into his heart, "You and her..."
His breathing became rapid, his eyelashes trembled, and then he fell silent, sitting quietly like a withered statue. After sitting for almost an hour, he slowly got up and left without a sound.
After that, Zhou Songyin never again barged into Pei Ci's house so rashly.
Time passed quickly, and Pei Ci soon forgot about these things. A strange person wasn't worth her much attention. As usual, she took her medicine, received treatment, and fully cooperated with Zhou Jiyue.
A year later, Pei Ci met Zhou Songyin again.
This time it wasn't a private visit; Zhou Songyin came specifically to see Zhou Jiyue.
Zhou Songyin at this moment was different from the one he had sensed before. He was silent, indifferent, and had an otherworldly air about him, devoid of joy or sorrow, possessing an air of detachment and composure. Even the deathly aura around him had dissipated considerably.
"How's your research going?" Zhou Songyin asked Zhou Jiyue about her progress.
"It's alright," Zhou Jiyue said.
"Yes." Zhou Songyin gave a piece of advice like an elder to a younger person, "You need to put in more effort."
He gave a few more instructions and then left. During the two-hour visit, Pei Ci only made eye contact with him once.
Those were still the same gray-brown eyes.
His eyes were calm and serene.
Later, Pei Ci would occasionally see Zhou Songyin, but most of the time Zhou Jiyue was present, and the two of them would talk, mainly about her illness. Zhou Songyin and she weren't even very familiar with each other.
Of course, Pei Citing was very grateful to Zhou Songyin during her three years in Kenlin.
It was because of his initiative in contacting her that she met Zhou Jiyue, and that she never gave up hope, still harboring fantasies and looking forward to the day she would recover.
And now, she actually heard it from Ye Zhaoxue's mouth...
The mastermind behind the scenes who switched the female lead, continuously obstructed the romantic relationship between the male and female leads, and attempted to destroy the world...
It was Zhou Songyin?!
No, how could that be?
How could Zhou Songyin be that person?
This is really...
Pei Ci was somewhat confused, but soon, she suddenly realized—
Why not Zhou Songyin?
The actual head of the Zhou family possesses the world's most advanced medical skills, which allows him to manipulate any powerful or wealthy person who is unwilling to die.
He can certainly do anything, because he is the gate of life.
Moreover, the intense death aura surrounding him...
Why isn't it Zhou Songyin?
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