DF Chapter 30
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But since she said she was in so much pain, “You can handle it yourself, just tell me…” Zhen Yi whispered, leaning closer to her ear.
Song Yi listened, her eyes widening in surprise. After Zhen Yi finished, she sat up straight and serious: “It’s quick, controllable, no fear of getting sick, no need to pretend to please a man—so many benefits.”
Song Yi was stunned for half a second: “With that, there’s no need to date anymore.”
Zhen Yi shrugged: “Exactly. Having a boyfriend? You might as well get a dog.”
From outside the hospital room came Yang Zi’s voice: “An Yao, why are you here?” In an instant, Zhen Yi felt like a caterpillar had crawled into her clothes. Wasn’t that the top student and school beauty, An Yao? The An Yao who was rumored to admire Yan Ge? The An Yao who had boys chasing after her but only ever smiled at Yan Ge?
Zhen Yi remembered how back then, she would jealously gnash her teeth next to Yan Ge and say, “She only smiles when she sees you—probably because she thinks you look funny.” (Who talks like this about their own boyfriend?)
Yan Ge, engrossed in his book without even looking up, responded, “Zhen Yi, are you jealous?”
Zhen Yi was so angry that her face twisted: “Jealous of what! Why would I be jealous?”
“Because you’re not as pretty as her.”
Zhen Yi exploded on the spot, rushing to the playground like a rocket, waving her arms and screaming her head off.
Ah, memories not worth recalling.
An Yao and Yang Zi entered the hospital room together. An Yao smiled at Zhen Yi as a greeting, but Zhen Yi didn’t expect to meet an old rival while sporting a bruised and swollen brow.
An Yao leaned down to check on Song Yi: “Still in pain?”
“A little.”
…
Zhen Yi knew An Yao studied medicine but had no idea she’d become a surgeon so early. She kept quiet, and An Yao, who was naturally cold, didn’t make small talk either. Yang Zi, on the other hand, lightened the mood. “Senior An, you’re amazing! Did you finish your studies early? I heard medical school is really tough.”
“If you’re interested, it’s not hard.” Even An Yao’s smile was faint. “From what I know, quite a few people from our school went into medicine.”
“Yan Ge, I remember that weird senior Yan Ge went abroad to study medicine.”
“Something like that.” An Yao had always been concise.
With just that “something like that,” Zhen Yi could tell that An Yao knew a lot about Yan Ge—not just recent news. Could Yan Ge be in the hospital for…
For some reason, Zhen Yi felt a surge of irritation.
“Senior, you’re still as beautiful as ever, and with that white coat, even more so. The male patients must think being sick isn’t so bad. You must have a lot of admirers.”
“No, I have a boyfriend.” An Yao, being cool by nature, spoke in a matching cool tone.
Yang Zi was surprised: “Really? What’s he do?”
“He’s pretty low-key, so I won’t say, but he’s great.” An Yao answered briefly.
“But hearing you talk like this makes me even more curious…”
“Yang Lawyer, are you here to catch up or something?” Song Yi interrupted, clearly annoyed, her tone unfriendly. The room instantly became awkward.
Song Yi didn’t even look at Yang Zi, only staring at Zhen Yi: “Are you messing with me? The lawyer you recommended is so unprofessional.”
Yang Zi’s face turned bright red: “I apologize.”
Zhen Yi was annoyed and frowned at Song Yi: “I recommended Yang Zi because she’s not only professional, but also has a good temper—unlike me, who can’t stand your mood swings, your high-and-mighty attitude, and how you act so self-righteous, completely disregarding others’ feelings. Always ready to throw a tantrum and quit.”
The room’s air froze. Yang Zi looked at Zhen Yi, both grateful and guilty.
Song Yi stared strangely at Zhen Yi for a few seconds, but surprisingly, she didn’t lash out. An Yao finished her check and left, with Yang Zi following shortly after.
Once the room was empty, Song Yi spoke: “You don’t like Dr. An.”
Zhen Yi admitted openly: “It’s not that I don’t like her, just that we can’t really be friends.”
“I just stood up for you, and you still scolded me. You don’t know how to appreciate help.”
“Yang Zi is my friend. She has a lot of pride, and stuff like this will eat at her for a long time.”
“Interesting,” Song Yi raised an eyebrow. “You’re the kind of person who’s used to protecting others, your protective instincts are overflowing.”
Zhen Yi couldn’t be bothered to reply: “If that’s all, I’m leaving.”
Song Yi paused her DVD player and called out: “Dr. An’s boyfriend must have something to do with you.”
Zhen Yi had a bad feeling but didn’t want to say anything: “How strange, since when do we talk about such ‘friendly’ topics?”
Song Yi caught the sarcasm but didn’t get angry: “When Dr. An mentioned her boyfriend, Yang Zi glanced at you several times.”
Zhen Yi felt a chill in her heart.
“It must be someone you both liked. Back then, you won against such a perfect woman. You must’ve felt secretly smug, filled with superiority.”
Zhen Yi turned around with an expressionless face, pointing her thumb at herself: “Wrong. I’m the one who’s the most perfect.”
Zhen Yi sat in an ice cream shop waiting for Si Gui. Although Suo Lei had escaped, she still wanted to get an update on the situation.
Yang Zi was eating ice cream and playing on her phone. Lately, some guy on Weibo had been pursuing her. He looked pretty good and was also rich. She scrolled through Weibo, muttering to herself: “Hmm, our zodiac signs don’t clash, and our horoscopes are compatible too.”
Zhen Yi leaned over to take a look: “Oh, it’s a Virgo.”
“Virgo?” Yang Zi was puzzled, “Isn’t that Sagittarius?”
“Sagittarius… virgin…”
Yang Zi was speechless, a black line appearing across her forehead, while Zhen Yi burst into laughter.
Yang Zi shot her a look, then accidentally glanced toward the Cartier store in the corner, pausing: “Yi, is that Senior An Yao over there?” She pressed her face against the glass, “Senior An’s taste is so high—rich, handsome guys are just the basic requirement. Whoever she’s with must be the best. But it’s too far, I can’t see clearly.”
