"Are you hungry? I called the housekeeper, and the food will be brought over right away. You haven't eaten for so many days, just been on IV drips. Eat more later." Huang Zheng handed him a glass of warm water, then turned to him and said, "I've already asked the doctor, and if you stay one more day, you can be discharged tomorrow. Do you want to come to my house?"
"Hmm?" Li Xiulan looked at him suspiciously.
"I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I meant that it would be convenient for you to recuperate over there. It's really worrying to leave you alone at home."
"I'd better go home. Look, I'm all better now, no problem." Out of gratitude for being saved, Liu Xiulan spoke to him much more politely.
Huang Zheng leaned closer and said, "The book isn't quite right!"
"What's not quite right?"
"I saved your life. According to the book, shouldn't you repay me with your body?" Huang Zheng's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, and he exuded an air of taking advantage of someone in distress.
"Tch! How many books have you read?" Li Xiulan scoffed.
"I'm good enough for you to talk about love," Huang Zheng said casually.
Just then, the nanny knocked on the door, announcing the meal. Huang Zheng took it, sent the nanny away, and then set out a small table, intending to feed her. However, she grabbed the chopsticks and started eating by herself. Having not eaten for over ten days, her stomach was completely empty, and the food was very much to her liking.
"Eat slowly! There's plenty more." Huang was serving soup, blowing on it to cool it down, and handing it to her.
After eating and drinking her fill, Li Xiulan wanted to be discharged from the hospital. She felt better and said, "Why don't I leave the hospital today? I don't want to stay in the hospital."
"Okay, you rest. I'll go and handle the discharge procedures. But I'm worried, so I'll come and take care of you for a few days. Don't worry, I'm a gentleman." Without waiting for her agreement, he went out first.
Returning and after packing her things, Li Xiulan had no choice but to ride in his yellow sports car for the first time. Before she even left the parking lot, she saw several handsome, flamboyant guys getting out of a Jeep Wrangler next to her, laughing and joking, carrying fruit baskets and holding flowers.
"Hey, Zhang Song is really something. He managed to stay unconscious for so long from such a small height."
"He's faking it! Now that all the family connections have been smoothed over, it won't be fun if he doesn't wake up soon."
"What 'smoothing'? He can't escape this time; he'll definitely be in jail for a few days. By the way, don't talk nonsense when he goes in; he's still our boss."
"I know, I know."
A few handsome guys swaggered toward the elevator!
Li Xiulan was taken aback. Were those people talking about Zhang Song? Zhang Song!
"Stop! Stop!" Li Xiulan hurriedly shouted to stop the car, opened the car door, and swayed as she chased after them.
"Where are you going?" Huang Zheng quickly stopped the car and chased after us, teasingly saying, "You don't like those guys, do you? They're nowhere near as good as me! I advise you to open your eyes wide, or you won't be unable to tell who's good and who's bad!"
Shh! Hurry up and follow.
Just a second before the elevator doors were about to close, Li Xiulan yanked them open. The handsome men were startled by her brute force! This woman was too fierce, and they unconsciously moved to a corner.
The two entered the elevator but did not press the floor button. Huang Zheng, being petty, kept her in a corner.
The elevator stopped on the 12th floor. The two people got out of the elevator, and then the group of young men came out and ran towards a ward.
"What are you looking for?" Huang Zheng asked, puzzled.
“A friend, don’t say anything, come with me.” Li Xiulan followed behind the group of people toward the same ward.
Through the glass in the door, I saw a young and handsome boy lying on the hospital bed. He looked to be no more than twenty-two.
The group of flamboyant young men he'd met in the elevator were surrounding him, chattering away.
Li Xiulan realized she didn't recognize the person and turned to leave. Suddenly, the ward door opened, and a voice inside asked, "Do you know me?"
Li Xiulan turned to look at the person on the hospital bed and asked suspiciously, "Your name is Zhang Song?"
The young man in the hospital bed clearly didn't recognize the unfamiliar woman in front of him, but he still nodded and asked with a frown, "How did you know?"
Before she could answer, a younger man whispered in Zhang Song's ear about following them. Zhang Song was even more surprised, as he didn't remember ever dating a woman his age! He even wondered if he had done something foolish while drunk.
Li Xiulan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Did you jump from the bar?"
"Hmm, how did you know?" Zhang Song asked.
Li Xiulan smiled but didn't answer. She turned and pulled Huang Zheng away.
Back in her 300-square-meter luxury apartment, the crystal chandelier overhead had been replaced with a new, lightweight model. Huang Zheng earnestly helped her sit down, saying, "There's no fruit at home, so you should rest first. I'll go buy some for you."
"Thank you."
"You're too kind."
After Huang Zheng left, Li Xiulan finally burst into tears. It turned out she really had time-traveled while unconscious. Looking at her luxurious and comfortable home, she felt a pang of sadness. How was Qiu Zeyu? How were Aunt Guan and Uncle Ouyang? Were they worried and devastated to find themselves gone?
While I was lost in thought, my phone on the coffee table chimed. I picked it up and saw it was a WeChat friend request.
"I am Zhao Zhicheng. Are you Li Xiulan, the martial arts coach?"
Li Xiulan's finger trembled. Zhao Zhicheng! It really was Zhao Zhicheng! She quickly clicked to add him as a friend.
The other end immediately replied: "Is it convenient to video chat?"
Li Xiulan thought for a moment and took the initiative to send a video. It was answered immediately. On the other end of the screen was a young man with short hair, who looked to be about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old.
"Hello! Li Xiulan, I'm Zhao Zhicheng, do you remember me?"
"I remember you, you really are Zhao Zhicheng?"
"Really, I woke up yesterday, but I'm still in the hospital today." The camera pans to the hospital room, then back again. "After waking up yesterday, I asked around for news of you. Luckily, you're quite famous, so I found you right away. How are you?"
"I'm fine." Li Xiulan hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Do you still remember the Shura Taoist Temple in Ziyun Town?"
"I remember, there's also Longyang Town."
The two fell silent for a moment; in just a few words, everything was already clear.
"Let's meet after I recover and am discharged from the hospital," Zhao Zhicheng extended an invitation.
Okay, I'll contact you again.
After hanging up the video call, Li Xiulan was lost and confused. After verifying with multiple sources, she confirmed that everything she and Qiu Zeyu had done was real. The lovers, separated by time and space, were overwhelmed with tears, unsure of what to do next.
Zhang Song thought for a long time in the ward before he remembered something and said to his buddies, "Find out the woman who just came in, I need her contact information."
"Okay! You haven't changed your taste, have you?"
His younger brother teased him, but he didn't bother to explain. He just wanted to figure out if it was a dream.
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