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The hustle and bustle of the emergency room finally subsided, leaving behind a weary tranquility like the receding tide.

Chu Yi practically slumped into his office chair. After nearly ten hours of intense, non-stop work, his body felt like a drained sack of leather, every muscle protesting with aches and pains. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and his neck made a slight clicking sound.

After a brief moment of blankness, he almost instinctively reached for his phone. The cold screen lit up, the glaring light making him squint uncomfortably. His fingertips swiped unconsciously, unlocking the phone and browsing aimlessly, trying to wash away the fatigue accumulated in his brain with irrelevant information.

However, several unusually eye-catching entries with the suffix "explosive" suddenly entered his field of vision, forcefully occupying the top positions of major entertainment apps.

#ZhouAi'sRelationshipRevealed#

#Zhou Ai's Puppy Hair Clip Mystery#

#Top Superstar Zhou Ai's Relationship Exposed? Mysterious Token Appears#

Chu Yi's finger, which was swiping the screen, paused, as if stung by something.

He frowned slightly, his fingertips hesitantly landing on the most conspicuous entry.

The page redirects, loading a dense barrage of gossip news and fan frenzy.

A high-resolution image instantly filled the screen—Zhou Ai in the photo appeared to be captured by a telephoto lens outside a recording studio. He was wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt, his expression as languid as ever, even carrying a hint of indifference from being constantly watched.

But everyone's attention was focused on an extremely incongruous yet unmistakably obvious embellishment next to the collar of his T-shirt—a plastic, cute, even somewhat childish dog hair clip, with a few sparkly, rhinestone-like decorations embedded in the dog's ears.

Chu Yi's gaze froze on the hair clip.

A powerful, absurd sense of familiarity instantly gripped him. He instinctively straightened his previously relaxed back, zooming in on the image with his fingertips, the details becoming even clearer.

Can't go wrong.

It was he who casually took it out of his white coat pocket and pinned it on that day to keep Zhou Ai's few unruly strands of hair in place.

As for that hair clip, if he remembered correctly, it was a thank-you gift that a little girl timidly gave to the "very gentle and handsome" doctor after getting emergency stitches last week. He thanked him at the time, casually stuffed it into his pocket, and then completely forgot about it.

What's going on here? Chu Yi rubbed her temples, feeling that the imagination in the entertainment industry was far too unrestrained.

He swiped his finger, and the page jumped to the Weibo account of the female celebrity who had been "exposed" to have the same hair clip. In the photo, she was indeed wearing a hair clip of a similar style, but with completely different details. The comment section had already been flooded by CP fans and netizens who were watching the drama, who were convinced that it was a "couple's item" and a "secret way of showing affection".

A subtle emotion, mixed with helplessness and a touch of absurdity, welled up inside me.

He could almost picture Zhou Ai's usual mocking and nonchalant expression when she saw these outrageous rumors.

Chu Yi stared at the dog hair clip on the screen, which was being magnified and over-interpreted. A belated question, like a tiny ice needle, suddenly pierced her mind.

wrong.

Who is Zhou Ai? She is a top-tier celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry, with countless eyes watching her every move. Behind her is a huge professional team, and her public relations skills are known in the industry for their sharpness and strength.

This obviously absurd "romance" rumor, devoid of any substantial evidence, also involves such an abrupt and easily disproven "token"...

Logically, such entries should be quickly suppressed as soon as they appear, or at least an official studio should issue a clarification statement to guide public opinion.

How could we let it hang there, ferment, and even escalate to the point of "explosion" for a whole day?

This is practically... condoning, even tacitly approving.

Chu Yi's brows furrowed more and more, and he subconsciously ruled out the possibility of hype.

With Zhou Ai's current status and solid work to back her up, she has absolutely no need to resort to such low-level and flawed scandals to gain attention. New song? Concert?

Those messages would be headline news once they were released, so why use a hair clip of unknown origin and unusual style to generate buzz?

This tactic is far too clumsy and completely out of character for Zhou Ai and his team's consistently arrogant style.

What's in it for him?

Chu Yi leaned back in her chair, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the table, lost in a perplexing puzzle.

The whole thing had an inexplicable and abnormal quality, like a fog, which made him, a doctor who was used to logic and empirical evidence, feel somewhat troubled and... inexplicably uneasy.

"Here, to perk you up." A glass of iced Americano was suddenly placed on the table in front of him, and cold water droplets quickly condensed on the glass.

Chu Yi snapped out of her daze and looked up to see Dr. Lin, a colleague from the same emergency room team, biting on a straw. Her curious gaze had just swept across the screen of his phone, which was still open, and there was a high-definition close-up of Zhou Ai wearing a hair clip.

"Oh, Dr. Chu, that's rare. You're also following Zhou Ai's gossip?" Dr. Lin joked with a smile, pulling over a chair to sit down, clearly wanting to steal a moment to chat.

Chu Yi calmly turned off the screen, picked up his coffee, and took a sip. The cold, bitter taste instantly washed over his tongue, clearing his muddled mind somewhat. He said indifferently, "Just browsing. Too many notifications."

"I knew it, why would you care about this?" Dr. Kobayashi took a sip of her milk tea and shook her head. "But I think it's fake, too fake. Even if Zhou Ai really is in a relationship—although I can't imagine who could win over that god-like figure, but... I reckon... she definitely wouldn't be interested in that female celebrity in the photos that were dug up, their styles are completely mismatched."

She got more and more excited as she spoke, her eyes even brightening. "Dr. Chu, do you remember the last time he came to our department with a head injury? My goodness... I knew he was a top star and must be handsome, but I never imagined he'd be that handsome in person! I always thought those celebrities were just made up by cameras and filters, and that they'd look terrible in real life, right? But that day, wow, he was helped in, blood was still seeping from his forehead, and his face was a little pale, but that face..."

Dr. Kobayashi took an exaggerated breath, as if still savoring the shock of the moment. "He was devastatingly handsome! Despite his injuries, his good looks weren't diminished at all; instead, he had a kind of... well, that battle-worn, broken look, absolutely amazing! When I was doing his initial registration, my hands were shaking a little, afraid of offending the beauty... ah, I mean the patient."

She chattered on and on, completely absorbed in admiring Zhou Ai's divine appearance.

Chu Yi listened silently, her fingertips tracing the cool surface of the coffee cup.

Dr. Kobayashi's unintentional words were like a faint ray of light, clearing away the fog in his heart.

Yes, someone with such absolute resources, accustomed to being the center of attention, and even able to look stunningly handsome despite being injured, might have motives that cannot be fathomed by common sense.

The hair clip hanging on his body was absurd and conspicuous, causing a huge uproar on the internet. Its owner, the one who should have been most anxious to clarify, seemed to be sitting calmly, even... happy to see it happen.

Chu Yi lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow beneath them, obscuring the deeper doubts surging within them.

He always felt that this matter might not be as simple as a boring misunderstanding.