Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 100, Section 16: Hospitalization
"Wangcheng Express, May 18, edited by reporter Pierre."

(A long excerpt detailing the events leading up to this point is omitted.)

"Fortunately, the security incident in the Cobolo neighborhood has now come to an end. It has been defined as a riot instigated by local criminal groups. National Security officers killed a total of six criminals that night. Although several are still at large, it is believed that they will be apprehended in the near future."

"Unfortunately, seven officers lost their lives in this incident. Their names are Clark Torres, Jasper Ortega, Reece Julian..."

"On behalf of all readers and members of this newspaper, I would like to express my sincere gratitude for their contributions."

Five days later.

In a regular ward on the third floor of the hospital.

The warm sunlight shone through the white gauze curtains, and fruit baskets and bouquets were placed in front of the hospital bed.

A little girl was peeling an apple while muttering to herself.

Wearing a hospital gown, He Ye leaned against a white cotton pillow and read the newspaper. Nicole's chatter went in one ear and out the other, and he continued reading the newspaper without paying any attention.

The newspapers are reporting on events that have occurred in the last few days.

Flour prices are rising, the drainage system in a certain neighborhood is malfunctioning, and a famous church in the area is on fire.
as well as,

The events I personally experienced five days ago.

Looking at that sincere report, he believed that the mysterious riots in the Kobolo neighborhood actually involved spies from Country C. It seemed that the National Security Bureau had failed to find evidence to prove that they came from Country C, so they could not publicly condemn them in the report, turning it into a problem of local criminal gangs.

Subsequent reports suggest the incident was handled well. Although not all members of Country C were apprehended, the six individuals already comprised more than half of the team.

That's a heavy blow.

Of course, this wasn't great news for He Ye, but he wasn't too anxious about it yet.

Because he was only transferred to a regular ward yesterday.

"Sir, open your mouth and eat the apple."

Nicole used a toothpick to skewer the sliced ​​apple and put it to his mouth, her face showing some resentment.

He ignored my whispers for a long time, clearly not taking my words to heart.

In her opinion, this job was indeed too dangerous.

"Ah, thanks."

He Ye came to her senses and smiled.

Rewind to the evening of five days prior, Yuri rushed the two to the hospital, flooring the accelerator and giving it his all. The doctors, upon receiving the news, provided the fastest possible medical assistance, sweating profusely in the operating room.

Lorice's main injury was excessive blood loss caused by a cut on her shoulder. After the wound was stitched up and blood was transfused, her condition improved a lot, and she regained consciousness the next morning.

The problem with Heye is much more serious.

The wound was bleeding and infected; the venom, from an unknown snake, was terrifying.

Fortunately, this was in Greeley City, and the doctors at this national hospital were all graduates of prestigious universities. Their excellent treatment plan, combined with He Ye's strong physique and the timely arrival at the hospital, successfully pulled him back from the banks of the River of Oblivion.

Of course, that's a story for another time.

The situation was still very dangerous. Outside the ICU, there was a lot of worry – colleagues and police officers, Nicole who had been notified, and several friends who had come after seeing the news in the newspaper. It was as if a charlatan was just missing to start a funeral on the spot.

"I'm so sorry... I wish I had been there with you then, senpai. I... I'm so sorry, senpai!"

"Damn it, what the hell does 'whether he can survive depends on his own will' mean?!"

"Whoosh!—Sir, please don't die!"

The situation in the corridor can be roughly divided into these three types.

As for Loris, one of the parties involved, she heard about He Ye's situation the next morning in her hospital bed. After listening to Isabel and Rory's account of what had happened, she was deeply bewildered, her eyes appearing dazed and confused.

Finally, she forced herself to get out of bed to see He Ye. When she saw his familiar yet sleeping face in the intensive care unit, she felt helpless, as if her soul had been taken away. After a long while, she bit her lip, suppressing a deep sadness.

"It's okay, it'll be alright."

Fortunately, He Ye woke up on the third day.

I've never had such a comfortable sleep. Although there was the smell of disinfectant in my nostrils, it wasn't unpleasant. The monitoring equipment ticked rhythmically. The checkered ceiling was unfamiliar. A soft, white cotton quilt covered my body.

It's so gentle that it makes you want to go back to sleep.

This is He Ye's mental state after waking up.

But for those who had been following the news closely, this was not a calming message, but rather a joyous surprise. It meant that He Ye's vital signs had stabilized, and he was no longer teetering on the edge of a grief-stricken memorial service.

"Sir! I'm alive! Waaaaah!" Nicole cried with joy.

"Quick, go get the doctor!" Yuri exclaimed excitedly.

The two of them were the ones who had been waiting outside. There were many more people before, but for various reasons, they were unable to wait outside 24 hours a day.

The doctor arrived and, after examining the patient, said he would observe the situation further, noting that although the condition had improved, vigilance was still necessary.

He Ye sat on the hospital bed, watching them outside.

He was out of danger by the fourth day.

Only after being successfully transferred to a regular ward could I speak.

Then came the banners, flowers, and awards. In an instant, a large number of police officers squeezed in, making it impossible for the two officers who had been taking turns to stand in line to find a place to stand.

They stood awkwardly to the side, watching the leaders shake hands and exchange pleasantries with He Ye, while someone took photos.

The reason is also very simple.

He Ye, sitting on the hospital bed, has already made another contribution.

Although it couldn't compare to Loris's discovery of the enemy spy organization's hideout, his act of saving the sergeant, even at the cost of honorable injury, was a significant highlight of the entire incident.

The officers needed some inside information to ease their grief, or rather, to transform that grief into something more noble and uplifting.

Therefore, the police department highly commended this.

Although there was no way to make him skip another rank, if He Ye could hold on until the end of the year, he would definitely be promoted again. Isabel even came to offer her congratulations on behalf of all the members of the Public Security Section.

To be honest, this is a delicate situation. It's as if He Ye is about to climb to the top and become the spokesperson for the Public Security Bureau. How will he resign after gaining such a reputation? Sigh, even running away won't be easy!

In short, the first day in a regular ward consisted of sitting on the bed dealing with various official duties—offering commendations and expressing concern. Police officers also inquired about the events of the previous night, as this was an essential step in both writing internal reports and maintaining event records.

He Ye honestly replied that he heard the gunshot while on patrol, and then went over and found Loris in danger, so he resolutely stepped in to rescue her.

The escape process was further simplified by saying that he had been patrolling the slums for days, so he was familiar with the local roads and used this knowledge to escape.

Officer Yuri, who was traveling with them, was also able to testify, and the situation matched up. He thanked He Ye for his efforts and then left after adjusting his hat.

As for Loris...

To be honest, He Ye hasn't seen her since he woke up.

It's his second day in a regular ward, which is his fifth day in the hospital—he's now in good health and has a great appetite.

The only times I can remember are the last two days.

Yesterday, I was busy dealing with people most of the time. After we finished talking, the doctor told everyone else not to bother He Ye anymore, so even Nicole and Yuri didn't get to say more than a few words before leaving.
Now I can freely enter and leave his hospital room. "Sir, would you like another apple?"

The fruit baskets for the visit contained everything imaginable: bright red apples and bananas, the indispensable tangerines and oranges, and many more sweet and delicious fruits whose names I didn't know.

"No need, you're still awake, aren't you? Go and get some rest. Thank you for staying out here these past few days."

He Ye put down the newspaper and casually picked out fruit from the fruit basket. Staying in the hospital ward was quite boring. Apart from reading the newspaper, he could only read books. He still had to wait a few days for the doctor's observation results before he could be discharged.

Nicole pouted and suggested:

"Sir, why don't you resign?"

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?" He Ye asked, peeling an orange, puzzled. "And where will you sleep after you quit your job?"

“I’m fine sleeping anywhere!” Nicole said earnestly, her eyes brimming with tears. “Don’t you know how worried I was when you didn’t wake up for the past few days? I couldn’t bear to think about how I would live if you just gave up like this!”

"How do you manage? Eat three meals a day on time."

“…” Nico wiped her eyes, looking aggrieved. “You’re just making me worry!”

After he finished speaking, He Ye was speechless for a moment, and even the way he was peeling the orange in his hand froze.

Why such a strong reaction?
Just then, the ward door was pushed open.

Yuri looked at the two of them awkwardly, clearly realizing that he had come at an inopportune time. It seemed like they were bickering? After spending the previous few days together, he already knew the identity of this short-haired girl with black hair; she was Senior Leon's sister.

"that……"

Yuri thought for a moment, coughed, and said without changing his expression:
"Senior, I just ran into your friends outside. They wanted to visit you after hearing that you were safe and sound. There were five of them in total. I brought them here when I was asking for directions. Would you like to meet them?"

"Please come in, please come in!" He Ye felt as if he had been granted a pardon after hearing this.

Upon seeing this, Yuri went outside to explain the situation and then stood guard by the door. His duty shifts for the past few days had been changed to this, and his superiors understood and granted him special permission.

Brooke was the first to walk in.

He had actually visited once before, but only during those three days when he was unconscious. After seeing the situation, he left a bouquet of flowers and left with a sigh. Similarly, Brant's band friends left in the same way.

Fortunately, we received news yesterday that he was out of danger, so this morning I asked my friends to come and visit him. Now, seeing He Ye sitting energetically on the hospital bed, Brooke is genuinely happy for him, and his face beams with joy.

"Bro, you look fine. You've recovered so well."

"There was nothing wrong to begin with, you're all worrying too much," He Ye joked. "If we were to hold a memorial service with all these gifts, we wouldn't even need to buy extra bouquets."

"Ha ha ha ha."

There was a lot of laughter.

Next, several band members carrying fruit baskets came on stage. They greeted everyone in turn, making so much noise that they almost got a complaint in the hospital.

Brooke saw Nicole and greeted her as well. After all, this guy had taken five days off in a row, and he had heard rumors circulating in the bar that he might have been fired.

Thinking of this——

"Our bar's business has been affected these past few days because of you," Brooke said mysteriously.

"Huh?" He Ye was puzzled. He had already left the company a long time ago, so why was there still a legend about him in the bar?
"Because Nicole took five days off from the bar, many customers missed her. You have no idea how popular she is now."

After Brooke finished speaking, Nicole, who was sulking, winked and made faces, as if she had something to hide.

"That really is..." He Ye sighed softly, "It's quite good."

Brooke scratched his head. "Okay, there's nothing I can do."

Fortunately, things stabilized afterward, and they continued to exchange pleasantries and chat in the ward for a long time, joking around until almost noon before reluctantly leaving.

"Then I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye, goodbye. Take care of yourself, Leon."

"Goodbye."

I was hungry by then.

He Ye felt he should get out of bed and eat.

His bed was the only one in the ward, and the white curtains fluttered quietly. The bedside table, the vase, and the clock on the wall created a monotonous atmosphere that made one feel confined to this place.

Yuri has already brought in lunch, which is packed in a rectangular metal lunchbox.

Previously, He Ye was always being fed while sitting on the bed, and he was being taken care of for breakfast, lunch and dinner as if he were a seriously ill patient who couldn't even lift a finger. In reality, he was not in that condition at all. For example, now, his physical condition has recovered to about 70-80%. Although he still can't run or jump, he can at least stand up and walk around, and eating with a spoon is no problem for him.

The lunchbox was placed on a standing table not far away.

Yuri sat there opening his lunchbox to see what the menu was for the day, while Nicole stood beside him, carefully observing.

Clearly, the past is past. Although Nicole might feel sullen and melancholy, she would never truly be angry with He Ye, after all, he was the person she loved most.

“Lucia brought over stew and oatmeal today…” Yuri opened the box and already knew whose lunch it was. “This is the first one.”

“The second dish was steamed egg custard and cod fillet,” Nicole said.

"Let me see the third one." He Ye naturally reached out and opened the lid of the meal, revealing the most luxurious dish of meat, vegetables, and bread slices.

"Looks like I'm in luck. I'll have this for lunch then. Thank you, thank you." He hugged it and withdrew from between the two.

Yuri: "?"

Nicole: "?"

One minute later.

He Ye sat helplessly on the hospital bed, while Nicole, sitting beside him, scooped up some oatmeal with a spoon and gently blew on it to cool it down—it was a lunch made with milk and finely chopped oats, with almost no sweetness.

"Sir, dinner's ready," Nicole announced in a drawn-out voice.

He Ye sighed as he looked at the unappetizing lunch. He was a patient, so he was required to eat light meals, which was the doctor's instruction, and they were obviously following it seriously.

“Open your mouth, sir!” Nicole said with a hint of anticipation, as if she was even more eager for this bite than she was.

There was no way around it; it was already being offered to him.

He Ye had no choice but to open his mouth and swallow it; it tasted like chewing wax.

I really want to be discharged from the hospital.

Yuri, who was sitting next to her and enjoying the luxurious meal that He Ye had previously received, was observing patiently. He felt that the two were more than just like siblings, but perhaps he couldn't tell because he didn't have a sister.

"Sir, the second bite, ah~"

What an intimate scene it looked like.

And it just so happened at that moment.

The ward door was pushed open, and Loris, dressed in her usual clothes, came to visit. However, she was clearly stunned for a moment when she saw the scene of feeding He Ye, because she did not expect that someone would take care of He Ye so affectionately.

He Ye hadn't expected the other party to appear at this time. After swallowing the food without any flavor, he forgot to greet them for a moment. But thinking about it carefully, it made sense. He was busy all day yesterday, and there were people coming and going in the morning. It was only at noon that it was a little quiet and suitable for a visit.

Yuri raised an eyebrow slightly.

(End of this chapter)