Chapter 22: Jealousy at the Hospital Bed

“Alright, stop messing around,” Song Ying coughed and looked away from Sang Zhiyi’s gaze.

“Just drink your water nicely.”

Sang Zhiyi very obediently went back to drinking her water.

Song Ying sneaked a glance at Sang Zhiyi, then looked at his own phone.

“You came to the hospital yesterday afternoon, slept through the night, and now it’s 8:47 in the morning of the next day.”

At this, Song Ying also realized something.

“You haven’t eaten all day.

Are you hungry?

What do you want to eat?”

Sang Zhiyi casually named a dish.

“I’d like some mushroom and shrimp congee.”

Song Ying immediately recalled which places made good congee.

“Wait a moment.”

Song Ying left the hospital room to make a phone call.

Sang Zhiyi placed her empty water glass on the bedside table, picked up her phone, and quickly started searching for the information she wanted to know.

Liu Bolin’s complete collapse was part of the plan, and Lou Yanchen’s actions were also not unexpected.

Tens of millions of people had witnessed Liu Bolin’s various behaviors with their own eyes, his once glamorous disguise now completely torn off, revealing his ugly interior.

The glory of the top idol was forever a thing of the past.

Zhongli Miaomiao had also smoothly extricated herself from this incident.

Under Lou Yanchen’s strong pressure, all of Liu Bolin’s PR whitewashing marketing efforts crumbled at the slightest touch, never gaining any traction.

Even the diagnosis letter the hospital gave Sang Zhiyi was made public by Lou Yanchen.

The only thing that surprised Sang Zhiyi was Jiang Yingru.

In Sang Zhiyi’s impression, she had only been on good terms with Jiang Yingru for a short time, and Jiang Yingru was also a very steady, calm person.

Upon learning of Sang Zhiyi’s situation, Jiang Yingru would certainly be worried and sad.

But Sang Zhiyi hadn’t expected Jiang Yingru to react so strongly.

Sang Zhiyi: “…”

The female lead was really a silly girl.

Sang Zhiyi felt an impulse to get out of bed right now, go find Jiang Yingru, and see how she was doing.

But she quickly suppressed it.

Sang Zhiyi only had Jiang Yingru’s personal contact information, and there was no way to reach her right now.

She certainly wouldn’t be able to find out which hospital or which room Jiang Yingru had been sent to through the media.

If Sang Zhiyi wanted to find her, she would have to ask around first.

As far as Sang Zhiyi knew, Jiang Yingru and Song Ying had worked together before, so Song Ying likely knew relevant information.

The hospital room door was pushed open, and Song Ying returned from making his call.

“Yu Shi Fang’s congee is pretty good.

My assistant will bring it over in a bit.”

“Director Song is so thoughtful,” Sang Zhiyi said with a smile.

“Thank you, Director Song.”

Just as Sang Zhiyi was about to ask about Jiang Yingru’s condition, the hospital room door suddenly burst open again.

Lou Yanchen walked in with an unhappy expression, his hostile gaze landing on Song Ying.

“The room I arranged for Ren Xiaoqian—is it for you to fawn over her in?”

Song Ying’s previously relaxed and peaceful expression instantly turned frivolous.

He turned his head and met Lou Yanchen’s gaze with equal hostility.

“Oh?

President Lou has already forgotten how you humbly begged me for help so quickly?”

Lou Yanchen’s expression darkened even further.

“If I hadn’t been so desperate at the time, would I have come to you?”

Yesterday afternoon, after carrying Sang Zhiyi onto the ambulance, Lou Yanchen had gone with her to the hospital, arranged the best doctors for her, and booked this luxurious single patient room.

But before Sang Zhiyi even came out of the emergency room, Lou Yanchen first received a call from his secretary, informing him that a meeting originally scheduled for three days later had been moved up and would start in four hours and fifty-five minutes.

He needed to prepare early.

This meeting concerned Starlight’s development plans for the coming year, and Lou Yanchen could not be absent.

Just then, Song Ying had also rushed to the hospital after hearing about Sang Zhiyi.

After some thought and hesitation, Lou Yanchen had reluctantly asked Song Ying to help keep an eye on Sang Zhiyi.

Lou Yanchen was afraid that if he left, Sang Zhiyi might not receive the best care.

With Song Ying—someone who also had enough influence and cared about Sang Zhiyi—there, Lou Yanchen could be relatively at ease.

The way Sang Zhiyi had looked in his arms, her face pale and twisted in pain, was something Lou Yanchen truly did not want to see a second time.

“I told you at the time, just wait until Ren Xiaoqian is out of danger and find her a reliable caregiver,” Lou Yanchen said coldly.

“Who told you to do anything extra?”

Song Ying let out a scoff.

“Lou Yanchen, you really think you’re something special?

All you did was pay some money at the hospital and say a few words, acting like you’re so impressive.”

Song Ying turned his head and glanced at Sang Zhiyi.

“I’ve been here keeping watch over Ren Xiaoqian all night.

No matter how you look at it, I have far more right to be here than some guy who dumps a patient at the hospital, doesn’t bother with her, and then comes swaggering in the next day.”

Lou Yanchen: “…?!”

Lou Yanchen couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Ah!”

Sang Zhiyi let out a small exclamation of surprise and looked at Song Ying with sudden realization, her eyes full of gratitude.

“No wonder I felt you looked so exhausted as soon as I woke up and saw you…”

Sang Zhiyi’s expression was both touched and admiring, revealing obvious dependence and trust.

“Director Song, it’s so good to have you here…”

Lou Yanchen: “…”

Lou Yanchen felt a burning sting on his face.

He had originally assumed that Song Ying, like himself, would go about his own business or simply go back to rest after settling Sang Zhiyi in.

Lou Yanchen had even thought that by pushing aside some work today to come visit Sang Zhiyi early, he was already showing enough care for her.

But now, compared to Song Ying, what was his effort worth?

A strong sense of crisis washed over Lou Yanchen.

As rivals who had grown up together, Lou Yanchen and Song Ying knew each other quite well.

Lou Yanchen knew very well that Song Ying had always been a playboy, never truly caring about any person or thing.

It was precisely for this reason that Lou Yanchen, despite knowing that Song Ying and Sang Zhiyi were somewhat ambiguous, had still felt comfortable asking Song Ying to keep an eye on her.

After all, Sang Zhiyi was injured and unconscious, so nothing could happen between them.

And yet, Song Ying had actually stayed by a woman’s bedside all night just to take care of her?!

And this woman was his, Lou Yanchen’s, mistress!

Lou Yanchen was absolutely furious.

When exactly had Song Ying become so infatuated with Sang Zhiyi?!

Looking at Sang Zhiyi again—this woman who had been giving him the cold shoulder lately was now looking at Song Ying with such affectionate tenderness.

Was there any room left in her eyes for him?!

“Ren Xiaoqian!”

Lou Yanchen strode two steps to the hospital bed, grinding his teeth.

“You—”

Before Lou Yanchen could say anything more, Sang Zhiyi suddenly turned pale, her brow furrowing, her breathing a bit labored, letting out a muffled groan.

“Ugh…”

Lou Yanchen’s words all got stuck in his throat.

His concern and worry for Sang Zhiyi ultimately overcame his anger.

Lou Yanchen put everything else aside and hurriedly tried to get closer to Sang Zhiyi to see how she was doing.

But Song Ying forcefully blocked him.

“Lou Yanchen, can you not realize that she’s a patient right now!”

Song Ying lowered his voice, afraid of disturbing Sang Zhiyi further, his eyes blazing with anger.

“Isn’t she uncomfortable enough already?!”

Song Ying quickly pressed the call button.

The doctor soon arrived with his assistant and nurses, examined Sang Zhiyi, who looked visibly weak, and finally looked at Lou Yanchen and Song Ying with some difficulty.

As the attending physician specifically arranged by Lou Yanchen, he was frequently invited by wealthy families to treat them because of his superb medical skills, so he certainly knew the identities of the two men before him.

He couldn’t afford to offend either one.

No matter how difficult, the doctor still spoke seriously, saying that he hoped the two gentlemen would be careful not to agitate the patient, and try to let her recuperate in a quiet and peaceful environment.

Sang Zhiyi had been pretending, and since the doctor hadn’t found any substantial abnormalities, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

He had no idea who this girl was, but for two such important figures to be vying to take care of her, if something actually went wrong on his watch, that would be a real problem.

Song Ying immediately nodded and softly said, “Thank you for your hard work, Doctor.”

Although Lou Yanchen was very dissatisfied with the way Song Ying was acting on Sang Zhiyi’s behalf, he still acquiesced with a dark face.

“Sister Xiaoqian!”

A loud, noisy voice sounded from the hospital room doorway, and Zhongli Miaomiao ran in like the wind.

“I finally found you!”

Behind Zhongli Miaomiao followed several servants carrying fruit, flowers, and gifts.

The entourage was not small.

Then Zhongli Miaomiao noticed that everyone in the hospital room was looking at her in unison with expressions that were hard to describe.

Zhongli Miaomiao: “…?”

The hospital room was so quiet that Zhongli Miaomiao’s volume involuntarily got smaller and smaller.

“Wh-why are there… so many people here?”

Sang Zhiyi nearly burst out laughing and almost couldn’t keep up the act.

The doctor was secretly astonished.

Not only had President Lou and Young Master Song come, but even the little princess of the Zhongli family had come to visit this patient?

Who on earth was this girl?!

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