"Hungry." Song Yueying's mind was still foggy, and she hugged her stomach and cried out again.
Hearing her soft voice say she was hungry, Qi Yanjue immediately smiled. He had thought she had been woken up by the voices at the door, but it turned out she was woken up by hunger.
I glanced at the aluminum lunchbox on the low cabinet; it was the porridge I had asked someone to buy for her from the hospital cafeteria.
Qi Yanjue walked over, picked up the aluminum lunchbox, turned around and looked at her, saying, "Have some porridge to tide you over first, and I'll take you out for something delicious at noon."
"Okay, okay, okay." Upon hearing that there was something delicious to eat, Song Yueying instantly perked up. She stretched out her hands, looked up at Qi Yanjue, and smiled sweetly.
The next moment, her smile froze on her face.
She realized she had just woken up, hadn't washed her face or combed her hair, and must look incredibly disheveled. She quickly pulled her hands back to cover her face and turned away.
He left Qi Yanjue with only his back to him.
The series of actions left Qi Yanjue dumbfounded, his hand holding the lunchbox frozen in mid-air.
He was about to place the lunchbox in Song Yueying's hand when she suddenly pulled her hand back. Luckily, he held it firmly, otherwise the lunchbox would have fallen to the ground.
"Don't you like porridge?" Qi Yanjue asked tentatively.
"No," Song Yueying denied, her voice muffled. "I haven't washed my face or brushed my teeth yet. I must look filthy right now. Turn around."
Even her own brother, Song Yueying wouldn't allow him to see her looking disheveled.
Doesn't she have any pride?
Qi Yanjue understood what she meant; she felt she looked messy after just waking up and didn't want him to see her. Actually, he didn't think she looked messy at all.
So he said, "It's okay. Didn't you say you were hungry? You can wash your face and brush your teeth after you finish your porridge."
"How can that be the same?" Song Yueying looked at Qi Yanjue in disbelief. "I didn't wash my face or brush my teeth before going to bed last night. If I don't brush my teeth and wash my face this morning, I feel like I'm going to get pickled."
Qi Yanjue bent down and sniffed Song Yueying's face. A pleasant fragrance wafted into his nose, making him unconsciously think...
He quickly straightened up, took a step back, and his handsome face unconsciously flushed red.
Suppressing the wild thoughts in his mind, afraid that she would see through his thoughts, Qi Yan turned his face away. He coughed lightly and said very seriously, "Don't worry, you don't smell."
It's not that bad, it's not marinated enough.
She said she was almost marinated, which was a compliment, but he actually took it seriously. Song Yueying was stunned by his bewildering behavior.
Seeing him straighten up, he took a step back and turned his face away, assuring her that she didn't smell. If she really didn't smell, why would he take a step back?
Keeping your distance means you can't stand her smell, yet you stubbornly insist she doesn't smell.
She was self-aware, but he was being hypocritical; an unnamed anger surged from the depths of Song Yueying's heart. She pointed to the door, "Qi Yanjue, get out of here!"
"Get out of here immediately, right now."
Seeing her lose her temper, even if Qi Yanjue didn't understand women's thoughts, he knew he couldn't go against her.
"I'm going out now, don't be angry." After saying that, Qi Yanjue put the aluminum lunchbox back on the low cabinet, turned around and walked quickly towards the door.
Qi Yanjue was taken aback when he opened the door and saw the two people standing there. Then his expression darkened, and he calmly walked out the door with a cold face, turning back to close it.
"Is Comrade Song awake?" Translator Zhou asked.
"Yes, he's awake," Qi Yanjue replied with three words.
The translator, Zhou, couldn't continue the awkward conversation.
Seeing Qi Yanjue being kicked out by his wife, Zhou the translator and Will exchanged a knowing look and wisely fell silent.
Although they didn't hear what he said to Comrade Song, they clearly heard Comrade Song telling him to get lost!
No matter how calm you pretend to be, you can't change the fact that your wife kicked you out. The two of them complained inwardly, while simultaneously making wild guesses.
How did he offend Comrade Song to the point that Comrade Song kicked him out?
Judging from their expressions, Qi Yanjue could guess what they were thinking. He had really embarrassed himself in front of foreigners today.
In the ward, after kicking Qi Yanjue out, Song Yueying used her mind to teleport into the space experimental vehicle.
She washed her face and brushed her teeth in the bathroom, then used her fingers as a comb to braid her hair. She had intended to take a shower, but Qi Yanjue had already smelled her scent.
I can't explain it after taking a shower.
After tidying herself up, Song Yueying exited the space experiment vehicle. Seeing the aluminum lunchbox on the low cabinet, she picked it up and opened it; inside were white porridge and pickled vegetables.
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating; she was really hungry.
A knock sounded on the door, and Song Yueying said, "Come in."
Upon opening the door, Qi Yanjue saw that Song Yueying had already tidied herself up and was sitting by the hospital bed eating porridge. Her bright little face was serene; she must have stopped being angry.
Relieved, Qi Yanjue walked into the ward.
"Will and the translator Zhou are outside. They said Will has a life-or-death matter to discuss with you and wants to make a deal with you." Qi Yanjue didn't say how long Will and the translator Zhou had been waiting, only that they were outside.
Song Yueying paused, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and looked at Qi Yanjue with suspicion. "A matter of life and death? You want to make a deal with me?"
“That’s what Will said,” Qi Yanjue nodded.
Song Yueying quickly thought of the green pill she had given Will. "Will said he wanted to make a deal with me, he probably wanted to buy my pill."
Seeing how insightful she was, Qi Yanjue swallowed back the words he wanted to say to her. She was so smart that she didn't need him to remind her of the consequences of making a deal with Will.
"Would you... sell him the pills?" Qi Yanjue asked.
“Sell it! Why wouldn’t I sell it? As long as he can afford the price, I can sell my pills to him.” It’s foolish not to make money when you can, and Song Yueying never thought of herself as a fool.
Hearing her answer in such a matter-of-fact tone, Qi Yanjue felt a strange mix of emotions.
People in his own country hadn't even had a chance to use her powerful pills yet, but people in other countries had. That indescribable frustration and resentment left Qi Yanjue feeling like he was experiencing a mix of emotions.
But he couldn't stop Song Yueying from selling pills to Will.
Unaware of Qi Yanjue's inner thoughts, Song Yueying said, "Brother, could you please go and call Mr. Will in? Translator Zhou doesn't need to come in."
She can talk to Will herself without a translator. And she doesn't want anyone else to know about her deal with Will.
"I'll call him in after you finish your porridge." Qi Yanjue was unhappy but couldn't say it, so he could only keep it to himself.
He didn't want her to sell pills to Will, but he couldn't stop her, which made him feel very frustrated.
Song Yueying had no objection and quickly finished the porridge and pickled vegetables in her lunchbox. When the lunchbox was taken from her, she blinked and looked at Qi Yanjue.
Qi Yanjue coughed lightly, sounding unnatural, and said, "I'll go wash the lunchbox and call Will in while I'm at it."
"Okay," Song Yueying replied cheerfully.
Qi Yanjue's heart sank. He wanted to stay and see what deal she and Will made. But considering she wouldn't even let Zhou, the translator, in, how could she possibly let him stay?
With a sigh, Qi Yanjue took the empty lunchbox and walked out of the ward. He looked at Will and said, "She agrees to see Mr. Will. Translator Zhou doesn't need to accompany her."
Translator Zhou immediately understood Song Yueying's meaning and nodded. Although he was curious about what deal Will wanted to discuss with Song Yueying, Song Yueying didn't want to satisfy his curiosity.
Who told him he was just a translator? And who told Comrade Song to know German himself!
Qi Yanjue went to wash the lunchbox, but he was not paying attention.
Those watching from the shadows were puzzled by his behavior. They all wondered what trouble Captain Qi had encountered that made him so reluctant to even wash his lunchbox properly.
Luo Ming and Zhou Feng, who came out of the toilet, saw him washing lunch boxes and went up to him.
"Captain, has your wife woken up yet?" Luo Ming asked directly.
Qi Yanjue glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"You're asking a pointless question. The captain is already washing lunchboxes. Do you need to ask whether his wife is awake or not?" Zhou Feng rolled his eyes at Luo Ming, then smiled at Qi Yanjue.
"Captain, did your wife say if the porridge was good or if the pickled vegetables were tasty?"
He bought the porridge from the hospital cafeteria, thinking that his sister-in-law would find it tasteless to just drink porridge, so he specially asked for some pickled vegetables.
Qi Yanjue thought for a moment, "He didn't say, but it shouldn't be hard to swallow."
After all, she finished the porridge in no time. Of course, it's also possible that she was too hungry to taste it.
Luo Ming said, "Captain, I would like to ask to thank your wife for saving my life. They all told me that if she hadn't come, I might be dead by now."
"She's busy right now, go when she's free." Qi Yanjue felt a pang of frustration thinking that Song Yueying was currently negotiating a deal with Will.
I'm still a little worried, worried that Song Yueying might be tricked by Will. Qi Yanjue returned after washing the lunchbox, and Song Yueying had already finished her conversation and escorted Will to the ward door.
Qi Yanjue walked quickly toward Song Yueying.
Zhou Feng, who was behind Luo Ming, said, "See that pretty woman? That's our sister-in-law, the team leader's wife? The one who saved your life."
"Your sister-in-law is really beautiful!" Luo Ming nodded in agreement, then, remembering something, asked Zhou Feng, "Hey! Wait a minute! When did the captain get married? How come we didn't know?"
"The captain is really unfair."
"Go ask the captain!" Zhou Feng rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.
"I wouldn't dare," Luo Ming honestly shook his head.
"Coward," Zhou Feng said with a laugh.
“If you’re not a coward, go ask him.” Luo Ming retorted defiantly.
"I'm a coward too." Zhou Feng immediately deflated. If he dared to ask the captain, would he need to be encouraged to do so? Humph.
At the door of the ward not far away, Qi Yanjue stopped beside Song Yueying. He glanced at Will first, then his gaze settled on Song Yueying's face. "Finished talking?"
“Yes, Mr. Will is preparing to return to his country. I was just about to see him downstairs,” Song Yueying replied.
"Wait a minute, I'm going in to put down the lunchbox..." Before Qi Yanjue could finish speaking, the door to the next ward opened, and Zhao Yiheng stood at the door and said, "Yanjue, come here for a second."
Qi Yanjue frowned. He knew that Zhao Yiheng was not the type to cause trouble for no reason, so there must be something important to say if he called him over.
"Dr. Zhao wants to talk to you. I'll take Mr. Will downstairs first," Song Yueying said.
Qi Yanjue could only nod, watching Song Yueying leave with Will and the translator Zhou. His brows furrowed tightly as he looked at Zhao Yiheng, "You'd better have something important to do."
“It’s definitely important.” Zhao Yiheng’s tone was very serious.
After seeing Will and the translator Zhou off, Song Yueying turned to enter the hospital building, but was stopped by someone.
Looking at the man blocking her way, who had a thuggish air about him, Song Yueying frowned slightly. In the original owner's memories, this man was no good.
Wang Laicai is Wang Muxiang's nephew from her maternal family.
He had no formal job and often loitered around the village; he was a true good-for-nothing. Wang Laicai had long coveted the original owner of this body and wanted to marry her.
Unfortunately, the original owner was too young.
It wasn't that Wang Laicai was afraid of the original owner's young age and dared not make a move. It was that Song's mother was very vigilant. Whenever she saw Wang Laicai appear around the courtyard, she would immediately beat him with a big stick.
Wang Muxiang had cursed him several times, hoping to ruin the original owner's reputation first and then force him to marry Wang Laicai, but unfortunately, she failed.
Finally, when the original owner reached the right age, she met her husband who had sacrificed himself and married him in the capital city.
Fate played a cruel trick; the original owner's husband was killed, and she returned to the village. Wang Laicai immediately clung to her again, this time even more shameless than before, determined to possess her.
"Sister Yueying." Wang Laicai looked at Song Yueying with one eye. This young lady was growing more and more beautiful, like a ripe peach waiting to be picked.
The words "Sister Yueying" made Song Yueying feel utterly disgusted, almost causing her to vomit up the porridge she had just eaten. Her good mood from making a fortune vanished instantly.
She wasn't in the mood to appreciate Wang Laicai's performance and walked past him expressionlessly.
Wang Laicai then said, "Sister Yueying, what a coincidence! We are really destined to meet here. I want to marry you; I truly love you."
"My parents like you very much. If you marry into our family, I will definitely treat you well."
"I promise, I will treat you better than the man who died with you. Believe me, I swear to God."
Wang Laicai spoke with such sincerity that he himself was deeply moved. He was certain that Song Yueying would also be moved by his words.
In Wang Laicai's view, the reason he failed to marry Song Yueying was entirely due to Song's mother's fault.
Song Yueying sneered inwardly. Like her? Wang Laicai might genuinely like the original owner of this body. After all, the original owner was indeed beautiful and could also cure diseases and make money.
Unfortunately, Wang Laicai couldn't even fool the original owner of this body, so how could he possibly fool her now?
Wanting to gain both wealth and people? Don't be too optimistic.
Song Yueying stared directly at Wang Laicai's sleazy face, not wanting to get entangled with him here. She said coldly, "I don't like you, and I will never marry you."
"Sister Yueying." Wang Laicai's face turned pale instantly, and he pretended to be greatly shocked.
Seeing people gather around, he felt smug, but his eyes were glaring blankly at Song Yueying, and his eyes began to well up with tears.
Immediately, Wang Laicai raised his hand and painfully pulled at his short hair, shouting in anguish, "Why? Why don't you like me? I like you so much."
"I like you so much. I've liked you since I was little. I've been waiting for you to grow up. You also said that you would marry no one but me."
"Now you say you don't like me anymore? How can you be so fickle? How could you change like this?"
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