Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 213 Killing the Cuckoo (28)

Pulling himself out of his memories, Li Tingyi sat down by the hospital bed as if possessed, reaching out to gently touch Qi Zhaoyi's cheek.

Her fingertips traced his contours from top to bottom, the slightly warm touch making his heart beat faster and faster.

Does Qi Zhaoyi still remember him?

Do you remember that junior who was washing his school uniform and crying at the entrance of the school dormitory building when he was in his senior year of high school?

The trouble he casually resolved was, in his own eyes, an insurmountable mountain weighing on his head.

After all, I had been isolated and bullied to the point that I wanted to drop out of school.

He had been thinking about Qi Zhaoyi for so many years; she had become his ideal woman.

Even his later agreement to be with Fang Yi was because he looked somewhat similar to Qi Zhaoyi.

At this moment, his beloved was right in front of him, and although he appeared to be young, promising, and glamorous in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be having a hard time.

If I were to be there for him when he was down, could I move him and thus fulfill my long-cherished wish?

This thought made Li Tingyi's breathing become heavier.

The white moonlight that has been hanging in his heart for more than ten years, if he could pluck it down, embrace it, and possess it... just thinking about it was enough to make him tremble with excitement.

He wanted to give it a try—

After that day, for two consecutive days, Li Tingyi went upstairs to the ward three times a day.

Qi Zhaoyi was still asleep, but that didn't stop Li Tingyi from sitting by the bedside and staring at him for two or three hours.

Yan Zhen and Fang Yihe have both come over in the past two days.

Yan Zhen came to visit Qi Zhaoyi, while Fang Yihe came to find Li Tingyi. However, Li Tingyi hid it very well and did not let them discover anything unusual on the surface.

On the third day, Qi Zhaoyi woke up.

When he woke up, Li Tingyi, who was sitting by his bedside staring at him, noticed him immediately.

Seeing Qi Zhaoyi's blank mind and complete lack of awareness of what had happened, Li Tingyi subtly adjusted his hair and collar, then showed just the right amount of concern: "Senior, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Qi Zhaoyi looked at him blankly, then looked around: "Am I... in a hospital?"

“Yes, you had an acute allergic reaction that caused you to fall into a coma and fall down the stairs. Today is your third day in the hospital,” Li Tingyi said.

Qi Zhaoyi tried to sit up, but he felt extremely dizzy, so Li Tingyi immediately put a pillow behind him.

"Thank you." Qi Zhaoyi politely thanked her, then asked, "Who are you...?"

He really didn't remember.

A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Li Tingyi's eyes, but he quickly smiled and said, "You may not know me, but I'm also a student at Ningda University, two years younger than you. I'm a fan of yours, and I haven't missed a single documentary you've made. By the way, my name is Li Tingyi."

Upon hearing the name, Qi Zhaoyi paused slightly, then gave him a polite but distant smile: "Thank you, you flatter me. But what are you doing here? Who brought me to the hospital?"

Li Tingyi downplayed the issue, saying, "A friend of mine brought you here. She's very busy and doesn't have much time to stay at the hospital. I also happen to be hospitalized recently, so I came to help take care of you."

Qi Zhaoyi frowned. He had grown up in the world of fame and fortune and had seen all kinds of people. How could he not have heard the hint of self-aggrandizement in Li Tingyi's words?

"Thank you for your help," Qi Zhaoyi said casually. "What's the name of the friend who brought me to the hospital?"

Li Tingyi: "...Gao Li."

“It’s her.” Qi Zhaoyi’s expression softened a little, then she turned to look at the bedside table.

Seeing this, Li Tingyi asked, "What are you looking for?"

"cell phone."

Li Tingyi helped him search, and finally found his phone in the bedside table.

Qi Zhaoyi called Yan Zhen to tell her that she had woken up and to thank her for bringing her to the hospital.

Yan Zhen said she would visit him at the hospital after get off work.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Zhaoyi looked at Li Tingyi and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you these past few days while I was unconscious."

Li Tingyi understood from his words that he wanted to see him out. He hesitated for a moment, unwilling to leave just like that: "Senior, you just woke up and you're still weak. Let me get you something to eat."

"No need," Qi Zhaoyi said politely. "I can manage on my own. You're a patient too, so go back and rest. There's no need to trouble you."

"No trouble at all," Li Tingyi said quickly. "I'm just sitting here anyway. Lie down for a bit longer, and I'll get you a glass of water."

After saying that, he didn't give Qi Zhaoyi any room to refuse and got up to pour water.

Qi Zhaoyi: "..."

*

After finishing his work, Yan Zhen said goodbye to Wang Jinqiu and drove to the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital ward, Qi Zhaoyi was the only one there.

But the water on the table, the still-warm congee takeout, and the fruit in the fruit platter with water droplets all prove that a second person had been in this room.

Yan Zhen pulled up a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed, asking Qi Zhaoyi, "Are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy?"

"I'm much better, thank you for saving me." Qi Zhaoyi's face was still pale. When the incident was brought up, he asked in confusion, "I heard from Mr. Li that you took me to the hospital late at night. How did you know that I had an accident at that time?"

Yan Zhen recounted how he received a help call from a robot on his phone that night, and jokingly remarked, "Your phone is quite intelligent."

If his phone hadn't detected that he had an accident, given Qi Zhaoyi's situation of living alone and rarely contacting his family, he might already be dead by now.

Qi Zhaoyi said awkwardly, "Thank you for your trouble."

"Don't be so polite, he's my big client," Yan Zhen said, then casually asked, "The Mr. Li you just mentioned, is it Li Tingyi?"

“Yes, he’s been taking care of me these past few days.” Qi Zhaoyi said, then hesitated.

Yan Zhen had guessed that Li Tingyi wouldn't let go of the opportunity to get close to Qi Zhaoyi so easily. Now it seems that not only did he not miss the opportunity, but he has also been visiting Qi Zhaoyi's ward quite often in the past few days.

As intelligent as Qi Zhaoyi is, she may have already discovered his ulterior motives.

Yan Zhen didn't directly ask Qi Zhaoyi if she had noticed anything, but instead frowned and pretended not to understand: "He's taking care of you?"

Qi Zhaoyi sensed her confusion: "Didn't you ask him to come? He said you two are friends."

“We are indeed friends, but I didn’t let him come,” Yan Zhen said. “He said he would introduce a professional caregiver to take care of you, but it seems the caregiver didn’t come; instead, he’s the one taking care of you… Why would he do that?”

Qi Zhaoyi's lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back the words.

“I asked the doctor, and he said that if my condition stabilizes after two more days of observation, I can be discharged. Ms. Gao, could you please tell Mr. Li that I can take care of myself here and there is no need to trouble him to come over?”

"it is good."

Yan Zhen didn't stay in the ward for long. When he got up to leave, he "accidentally" left a booklet on the chair.

She went to Li Tingyi's ward, knocked on the door and went in; Fang Yihe was also there.

Li Tingyi was playing video games on the hospital bed, while Fang Yihe was peeling grapes beside him. When Yan Zhen came in, Fang Yihe put the grape she had just peeled into her mouth and said casually, "Xiao Li, what brings you here?"