A Young Woman's Heart

It was a girl?

He doesn't seem very tall.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you alright? Are you alright?" Zhou Yong hurriedly squatted down and reached out to grab the other person's arm, but was forcefully shaken off.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, revealing to him the shocking wounds on her arms, where her sleeves were slightly rolled up.

"Get out of here!" she shouted angrily.

Zhou Yong then realized that he had forgotten to introduce himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to... I thought something had happened to you, so I rushed over to find you... cough, uh..." Zhou Yong was somewhat incoherent after barging into the room of a woman he had never met before.

Tian Tingchan slowly sat up from the ground, her brows furrowed, and gave a desolate smile: "Did he send you?"

"Him? What 'him'?"

"Isn't that enough...isn't that enough?!" Tian Tingchan roared through gritted teeth, "Insults, torture, even though it's all over, you still won't let me go!!"

Her voice was hoarse, as if she had used up all her strength after the roar.

Thick, scalding tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, pattering onto her clothes and then onto the ground.

Then, she slowly closed her eyes: "Come on, I don't want to live anymore anyway."

Zhou Yong's heart skipped a beat; his guess had indeed been correct.

"No, you might have misunderstood something. I don't know anyone you're talking about. I'm just a user on the forum, the one with the Rose Tentacles forum... You should remember me, right? My ID is 'A Passerby A'."

Tian Tingchan frowned, but did not open her eyes.

"Hey? Are you alright? Hello?" Zhou Yong shook her body, but she slumped down weakly, as if she had fallen asleep or was unconscious.

"Oh no, her body is so hot..." Zhou Yong carefully grabbed Tian Tingchan's shoulders, not daring to touch any other parts of her body. In fact, he dared not touch any part of a girl's body. If it weren't for the emergency, he wouldn't even dare to grab her shoulders.

Zhou Yong grumbled as he put her back in bed, only then realizing how pitifully small the room was.

At first I thought this was just the entryway, but I never imagined it was the entirety of the house.

He had no experience in taking care of people, so he could only wrap her up in the blankets like a rice dumpling and then feel her forehead.

"He must have a fever? The wounds on his body don't seem too serious... The latest ones are just on his fingers, I can just buy some band-aids." Zhou Yong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing around in circles. "But I don't have any money in my pocket, I don't know if I'll be able to get out after I go back."

Although fever is not considered a serious illness, it can be very serious if it lasts for a long time. In the past, when medical conditions were poor, it was common to die from fever.

In modern times, with advanced technology, fever no longer poses a significant problem.

"By the way, Gao Yuan seems to live around here, right? I remember him mentioning it before!" Zhou Yong looked around the room, found a set of room keys, tried them to make sure they worked, and then quickly closed the door and ran out, forgetting even to take his umbrella.

There was a public phone booth on the sidewalk outside the apartment. Zhou Yong spotted it immediately and ran over. He stepped on the paving stones of the sidewalk, and the loose stones splashed out a large puddle of water when he stepped on them. His trousers and calves were now soaked.

But Zhou Yong, seemingly unaware, opened the glass door of the phone booth and went inside.

After inserting a coin, I dialed the number based on my memory.

"I hope I didn't dial the wrong number, I hope I didn't dial the wrong number..." He nervously swayed his body as he waited for the other end to answer.

"Hello?" Zhou Yong didn't recognize the voice on the other end at first, since it was just one word.

"Hello? Is this Gao Yuan?"

"Oh, it's me. Who are you?"

"It's me, Zhou Yong!" Zhou Yong breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you free now?"

"It's alright, I just finished dinner," Gao Yuan said, letting out a leisurely burp.

"I remember your home is near Zhejiang University School of Medicine, right?"

"It takes about ten minutes by car."

"Bring some money over and do me a favor. A friend of mine is sick, but I don't have any money with me... I'll pay you back later."

"Oh, okay, is five hundred yuan enough?"

Although I already knew that Gao Yuan was very rich, I didn't expect him to ask for such a large sum of money, and it seemed like he could ask for more if that wasn't enough.

Zhou Yong was startled and quickly said, "That's enough, that's enough, come here right now, please!"

"Okay, I'll be right there." Gao Yuan's lazy tone turned serious, and the call was quickly ended.

Just as Zhou Yong was about to leave, the phone behind him rang again.

"Hey?"

"Damn it, give me the address already!"

"Oh, I forgot, it's the apartment building across from Zhejiang University School of Medicine, called West Lake Tomorrow Apartment. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance!"

"OK." Gao Yuan hung up the phone quickly.

All that was left was Zhou Yong pacing back and forth, waiting.

Before long, a chubby figure wearing a raincoat and riding an expensive mountain bike appeared at the apartment entrance.

Zhou Yong recognized Gao Yuan at a glance and quickly waved and shouted, "Gao Yuan—over here!"

Gao Yuan stopped the car: "What's wrong? Should we take you to the hospital? Or should I just go to the pharmacy and buy medicine?"

"It's probably a fever. Go to the pharmacy and ask if you can buy some medicine!"

"Leave it to me!" Gao Yuan stepped onto the pedals again and rode towards the pharmacy not far away. Before long, he returned with a large bag of things.

It contains not only medicine, but also glucose for nutritional supplements, as well as some drinks and snacks.

"Let's go." Gao Yuan parked the car casually, locked it with a large padlock, and patted Zhou Yong on the shoulder. "Which floor?"

"Wait a minute, let's register first, then we'll go up to 413."

After registering, the two hurriedly went upstairs, and Zhou Yong used his key to open the door.

When Gao Yuan saw Tian Tingchan's pale face, he was stunned for a few seconds before turning his head and saying, "You kid... you're something else? Dating a female college student?"

"Stop arguing. This is the first time I've met her today. The reasons are complicated, I'll explain later. Let's give her the medicine first."

"Then at the very least, we have to wake her up, right?"

"Prepare the medicine first, and follow the dosage." Zhou Yong said, taking off his shoes, stepping over the spot at the doorway that he had just dirtied, and helping Tian Tingchan up. "Hey? Buddy... cough, friend, wake up, take your medicine, and your fever will go away quickly."

Tian Tingchan didn't react much; she just slightly opened her mouth and moved her arm a little.

"Will it work?"

"Try taking some fever reducer first." As soon as Zhou Yong finished speaking, Gao Yuan handed him a capsule and a bottle of mineral water with the cap already opened.

Zhou Yong put the capsule into Tian Tingchan's mouth, then brought the mineral water to her lips and poured it in little by little.

"Cough, cough..." She coughed weakly a few times, but still swallowed the medicine mixed with water.

"Looks like it's going to work." Zhou Yong breathed a sigh of relief and, together with Gao Yuan, fed her the rest of the medicine.

Tian Tingchan lay back down in the bedding, but her brows were much more relaxed than before, and her body was no longer curled up, but able to stretch out in a relatively relaxed manner.

Zhou Yong carefully wiped the dirty spot clean with the rag he had just stepped on, then went to the public restroom to wash it before putting it back on the floor of the room.

Even in her sleep, Tian Tingchan's face was cold, like an iceberg that would never melt.

Zhou Yong looked around the room but couldn't find any tools he could use to harm himself.

I think Tian Tingchan might have had a high fever and no money, which is why she fell into a state of despair.

She's asleep peacefully now, so nothing else should happen, right?

Zhou Yong placed the key on the table and slowly retreated with Gao Yuan.

"So, can you tell me what really happened now?" Gao Yuan finally couldn't contain his curiosity any longer.

"Well, it's a long story..."

"It's okay. I just saw a 24-hour KFC restaurant when I came here. Let's go there and eat and chat."

Speaking of food, Zhou Yong's stomach couldn't help but rumble.

"Uh... okay." He smiled awkwardly and then went straight to his initial guess.

The heavy rain stopped sometime ago, and the dark clouds were blown away, revealing the still-setting sun.

It turns out it's not really night yet.

Zhou Yong looked at the orange light, which carried a hint of warmth, and thought to himself.

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Chapter 130 Everyone is the protagonist of their own story

"So, you just ran out like that? That was too impulsive! Really..." Gao Yuan rolled his eyes, looking speechless.

"Oh, by the way, how much did those things cost?"

"It's not much money."

"Then you should name a price, I need to pay you back."

"Come on, do you think I need to pay back this little bit of money? Are you looking down on me?" Gao Yuan slapped Zhou Yong on the head and stuffed another hamburger into his mouth.

"Didn't you just have dinner? Aren't you full yet?"

"I ate half, okay? To be precise, I didn't eat much, otherwise why would I have come to KFC with you?"

Zhou Yong didn't speak, just smiled awkwardly. After eating a few bites of mashed potatoes, he said very seriously, "Thank you."

"Don't stand on ceremony with me. But you're really something else, I admire you. Aren't you afraid she'll die at home and you'll be arrested as a suspect?"

"Sigh, I didn't expect that much. I just went out on impulse."

“That’s true, overthinking will only prevent you from getting anything done.” Gao Yuan nodded in agreement.

"However, this is all that an ordinary person like me can do. I really can't help her with other difficulties in life."

"It's good enough if we can help a little. Everyone has their own life to live," Gao Yuan said understandingly.

Zhou Yong picked up a chicken nugget, took a big bite, and chewed with his eyes closed, thoroughly enjoying it: "Fatty, is it because you eat this stuff all the time that you're so fat?"