A pampered young lady from a wealthy family is reborn, choosing a rich wife over a rich man.

At this moment, at the main entrance of the military hospital.

A black Hongqi car slowly started and drove outwards.

Feng Tingyun sat in the back seat, his eyes lowered, silent as a mountain.

Suddenly he felt himself step on something. Looking down, his eyes widened in dismay, and his body stiffened abruptly.

A black lace bra caught his eye, reminding him of the absurd things that had happened that day, and bringing back images he shouldn't have to recall.

He clenched his hands slightly on his knees, then suddenly said to Old Zhang, who was driving, "Back to the hospital."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhang Qi asked quickly. "Commander, did you forget something? We've made arrangements for the girl and the child, paid their hospital fees, and left our contact information. There shouldn't be any oversights, right?"

Feng Tingyun restrained himself from looking at the black lace bra at his feet, his eyes dark and unfathomable, and said in a deep voice, "No, it's that the girl left something in the car earlier."

Zhang Qi asked curiously, "What is it? It's not clothes, is it? I remember you put her clothes that she took off in a bag and took them to the hospital, didn't you?"

"By the way, did you pull the car partition up earlier so she could change clothes more easily? Such a pretty girl, and you, a grown man, were sitting next to her, and she wasn't even wary of you?"

"Was she delirious with fever and forgot to be careful around you?"

"Commander, are you just going to watch and not even mention it to her?"

"..."

Inside the carriage, Zhang Qi's voice was like a machine gun, rattling on and on, leaving Feng Tingyun bewildered.

It wasn't until Old Zhang, who was driving, couldn't help but chuckle that Feng Tingyun spoke in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you before to talk less and do more?"

Zhang Qi: "..."

Old Zhang reminded him, "The commander is telling you not to ask questions you shouldn't."

Zhang Qi scratched his head: "Oh."

The car turned around and drove back to the military hospital, arriving quickly.

Feng Tingyun got out of the car with a black plastic bag in his hand, told Zhang Qi and Lao Zhang to wait in the car, and strode towards the hospital's inpatient building.

But when he reached his target floor and stepped out of the elevator, he, who had never been afraid even if there were bullets in front of him, suddenly hesitated.

This is really difficult to handle; he has no experience with it.

……

In the ward.

Just as Meng Zhixue was about to answer Zhou Yu's question about whether she knew or not, there was a sudden knock on the ward door.

She knew Feng Tingyun too well in her previous life and knew his character well, so she had no doubt about his integrity.

Not wanting to answer an awkward question, and eager to divert Zhou Yu's attention, she quickly asked, "Are you a nurse?"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her throat hurt and her voice was hoarse.

Zhou Yu glanced at her and let her go for the time being: "I'll go open the door."

Before getting up, he first covered her with the blanket, making sure she was securely covered before walking towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, the cold air from the corridor seeped in through the crack.

Standing outside the door was none other than Feng Tingyun, who had returned after leaving.

The two men's gazes met in mid-air. Feng Tingyun remained expressionless, while Zhou Yu's eyes were intensely serious.

"Is there anything else?" Zhou Yu didn't intend to let him in, and just stood there blocking the doorway to ask.

Feng Tingyun raised his hand and handed over the black plastic bag, saying in a flat tone, "Your girlfriend's clothes are in my car."

Zhou Yu frowned as he looked at the plastic bag, then, as if struck by a thought, asked with a hostile gaze, "Judging by the size of the clothes, it's not underwear inside, is it?"

He didn't try to lower his voice when he said this, and Meng Zhixue on the hospital bed heard it clearly.

Meng Zhixue was initially ashamed of the word "underwear," but the next second, her attention was diverted by the term Feng Tingyun used.

"Girlfriend?" she exclaimed in a hoarse voice, her almond-shaped eyes widening. "What girlfriend?"

Feng Tingyun had initially avoided eye contact, but upon hearing this question, he looked over Zhou Yu's shoulder at the girl on the hospital bed who had already woken up and whose face was flushed.

He was extremely perceptive and almost instantly sensed something was wrong from Meng Zhixue's reaction.

He glanced at Zhou Yu, frowned, and explained, "This man said he's your boyfriend, that's why I felt comfortable entrusting you to him. Isn't he?"

Meng Zhixue opened her mouth, looked at Zhou Yu, then at Feng Tingyun, and finally silently pulled her head back under the covers.

She's a pro at pretending to be an ostrich.

Zhou Yu remained awkwardly silent for a few seconds before quickly realizing what was happening: "I'm her suitor, and we'll soon be boyfriend and girlfriend."

"After all, that's not the case right now, is it?" Feng Tingyun asked in a deep voice.

Zhou Yu chuckled lightly, looking directly at him and retorting, "Whether I am or not, what does it have to do with you? I'd like to ask you, what were your intentions when you dressed her in your clothes while she was unconscious?"

Feng Tingyun's breath hitched, his eyes turning icy. This was his mistake, and he couldn't deny it.

Zhou Yu had a faint smile on his lips, seemingly not angry, but the smile clearly didn't reach his eyes.

The ward fell into a deathly silence once again, and awkwardness spread rapidly through the air.

Meng Zhixue had a splitting headache and a high fever, so she really didn't have the energy to get involved in the subtle power struggle between the two men.

I just wanted them to leave quickly; I didn't want them blocking the entrance and attracting onlookers.

"Or... you can all leave now, I want to sleep," she said, her voice muffled under the covers.

Zhou Yu: "I'll stay and keep watch."

Feng Tingyun: "I'll keep watch."

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

Zhou Yu was perfectly justified; he had finally found Meng Zhixue, and there was no way he would leave her while she was sick.

Feng Tingyun blurted it out out of a sense of responsibility, and also because of an impulse he couldn't quite understand himself.

"...???" Meng Zhixue poked her head out from under the covers and glanced at the two of them.

Finally, her gaze fell on Zhou Yu.

Helpless, she said in a hoarse voice, "Zhou Yu, you stay. Mr. Feng... you've gone to so much trouble today, you should go home and rest early."

Her reason for choosing Zhou Yu was simple.

Since this was the first time she had ever met Feng Tingyun, they were practically strangers. It would be understandable for her to keep Zhou Yu by her side, but it would be too strange to keep a strange man by her side.

Moreover, with the events of her past life still vivid in her mind, she only wanted to keep her distance from Feng Tingyun, this physical monster, and absolutely did not want to get entangled with him again.

In his past life, he said he fell in love with her at first sight, which is why he tried every means to snatch her away from his previous boyfriend. In this life... please don't, please don't!

What love at first sight? It's just lust at first sight!

In comparison, although Zhou Yu was also a bit crazy in that matter, he was still "reasonable" and wouldn't hurt her so badly.

A smile appeared in Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes. With a victorious gesture, he raised his hand and gestured outwards: "Mr. Feng, please return."

Feng Tingyun didn't speak, but gave Meng Zhixue a deep look, turned around, and strode out of the ward.

He really has no reason to stay now; he's not a good fit.

After closing the ward door, Zhou Yu walked back to the bedside and gently patted Meng Zhixue's head, saying, "Good girl, baby."

Meng Zhixue: "..."

Thinking of something, Zhou Yu asked, "Want to take a shower to feel better?"

As for the question that was interrupted by the cloud blocking, there's no need to continue discussing it.

Meng Zhixue really wanted to take a shower, but she was too weak and shook her head weakly: "I don't have the strength to shower, I'll do it tomorrow."

But after saying that, she hesitated a bit: "Or could you get me some hot water so I can wash myself?"

She felt the river water was unclean, and with her high fever and sweating profusely, she felt sticky and uncomfortable all over. Even though she couldn't take a bath, a quick wipe down made her feel much better.

Zhou Yu certainly wouldn't refuse.

He went to the bathroom to check: "There are no towels or washbasins in the ward, I'll go out and buy some. You wait for me obediently in bed, and if you can't hold on any longer, just sleep a little longer."

"Okay." Meng Zhixue nodded, then added shyly, "If you have any disposable underwear, could you buy me a pack too... It has to be pure cotton, the most expensive kind."

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Zhou Yu wanted to laugh.

But he suppressed a laugh, not wanting to embarrass her further, and tried to speak calmly, saying, "Okay."

Zhou Yu was quick; he went downstairs to the small supermarket, bought some things, and came back in less than fifteen minutes.

He filled a tub with hot water from the bathroom, wrung out a towel, and handed it to Meng Zhixue: "Do you need any help?"

"..." Meng Zhixue blushed and glared at him. Even though her throat hurt, she still snapped at him, "Nonsense!"

Zhou Yu smiled knowingly, feigning ignorance: "Need it? Then I..."

Meng Zhixue: "...No need!"