My Paranoid Girlfriend Asks Me to Be Her Kept Woman (Rebirth) - Chapter 22

After arriving in Europe, Zhao Chengye and his group had contacted the local air traffic control in advance. They landed directly on the hospital rooftop, wasting no time at all, and smoothly made their way to the emergency room where Zhao Qi was being rescued.

Through the transparent glass outside the emergency room, Lin Yi saw the bloody scene of Zhao Qi lying on the operating table. She forced back her tears and hurriedly lowered her head as she ran past.

Zhao Chengye had truly thought there might be some miracle, but all he received was the doctor’s sigh.

He slammed his fist hard against the glass and said viciously, “Keep saving her!”

The doctor wanted to say something, but seeing the extraordinary presence of the group before him, especially the leading man, who was clearly either rich or noble at a glance, he swallowed his words and continued trying to save Zhao Qi, whose hope was slim.

Lin Yi found an empty corner and deliberately avoided the cameras. Her left hand silently touched her chest. Drawn by the flow of energy, her thoughts shifted rapidly, and the small lotus Wuming had given her appeared in her left hand.

As soon as the lotus appeared, it floated uncontrollably toward the emergency room. It vanished from Lin Yi’s sight at a speed difficult for the naked eye to distinguish. She quickly chased after it and only let out a breath of relief when she personally saw the lotus float into the operating room.

“Where did you go?” Zhao Chengye stared coldly at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi supported herself on her knees, panting heavily.

“Master!!! Miss has woken up!!!”

Zhao Chengye and Lin Yi immediately pressed themselves against the glass. They saw Zhao Qi on the operating table being saved once again. This time, the heart monitor finally stopped emitting a continuous beeping sound and began running steadily.

Zhao Qi, lying on the operating table, seemed to sense something and slowly turned her head. In her blurred vision, red and green lines intertwined. Amid the dazzling colors, she only saw that pale figure.

“Lin…” she opened her mouth weakly, then fell into sleep again.

Lin Yi seemed to feel the woman calling her. The moment she touched Zhao Qi’s slightly opened eyes, her legs went weak, and she fell directly to her knees on the ground.

She woke up, Lin Yi murmured, and tears surged out uncontrollably again.

She had almost lost her.

Thank goodness. Thank goodness.

She placed her hand against the glass and watched as the nurses pushed the hospital bed, transferring Zhao Qi out of the operating room.

Ignoring her swollen knees, she hurriedly followed, only to be stopped outside the intensive care unit.

Zhao Chengye had originally been rather critical of Lin Yi’s behavior just now, when she had arrived and immediately run away after seeing Xiao Qi covered in blood. But now that Zhao Qi had truly woken up exactly as Lin Yi had said, his thoughts became complicated.

This young girl’s concern for Xiao Qi could not be faked.

He sighed. When he heard the doctor say that as long as Zhao Qi got through the night, she would be fine, his expression changed. It was time to go deal with the traitor!

Before leaving, he stationed several more people outside the ICU. After all, this was not China. Anything could happen, and he was not very reassured.

He instructed Assistant Li to notify him as soon as there was any news, then hurried away with the assistant beside him.

Only then did Assistant Li step forward and say to Lin Yi, “Let me call a doctor to treat your knee.”

It turned out that when Lin Yi had fallen to her knees just now, she had directly scraped open the skin on her knees. Blood had seeped through her skirt.

After Assistant Li’s reminder, Lin Yi finally realized that her knees hurt. The sore pain rushed straight to her brain, and she swayed. Assistant Li quickly stepped forward and helped her onto the long bench nearby.

When the doctor came over and lifted her skirt, Lin Yi’s knees were finally exposed.

Zhao Qi’s situation had been urgent just now, and Lin Yi did not know what she had knocked into. Blood covered one leg, even sliding down her calf and into her shoe. Her knees had turned bluish-black.

The doctor carefully observed for a while before saying, “She only accidentally broke some capillaries. It looks frightening, but there’s no injury to the tendons or bones.”

Assistant Li stood by and translated the European doctor’s English. Lin Yi’s gaze remained fixed tightly on the ICU, and she did not care much about her own condition.

After the doctor finished treating her, he told Assistant Li a few precautions. Then the corridor fell quiet again.

Lin Yi’s mind drifted. It felt as if a long time had passed. She asked, “What time is it now?”

There was no clock hanging in the hospital corridor. She had left in a rush and thrown her phone at home, so now she could only ask others.

Assistant Li lifted the cuff of his shirt and replied, “3:40.”

Lin Yi murmured in a daze, “How has so little time passed?”

She had thought it was almost dawn, but it turned out only a little over ten minutes had passed. There were still more than two hours until daybreak. This night was truly difficult to endure.

But no matter how difficult a night was, there would always come a time when one endured through it.

At daybreak, the night passed steadily. When the doctor announced that Zhao Qi could be transferred to a regular intensive care ward, Lin Yi covered her cheeks and finally burst into tears, unable to stop them no matter what.

She no longer cared what kind of environment she was in or who was watching her. She simply cried from joy, as someone who had survived a disaster.

In truth, everyone let out a breath of relief, even Zhao Chengye, who had hurried back carrying a body full of cold air.

Seeing Lin Yi crying so sorrowfully, he finally forgave her in his heart for running off earlier and erased his low impression of her, truly acknowledging Lin Yi. Perhaps she really was Zhao Qi’s lucky star. Twice now, she had saved Zhao Qi’s life.

He had originally been someone who did not believe in ghosts or gods, but now he could not help believing that perhaps Lin Yi truly was Zhao Qi’s benefactor.

He suddenly remembered something.

When Zhao Qi was still young, the adults had once joked that their family was superstitious. It was only because when their mother was pregnant with Xiao Qi, she had once met a fortune-teller who said Xiao Qi would later encounter fortune through water. That was why Xiao Qi’s name had been decided as Qi. It sounded the same as “seven,” and the character carried both water and wood; wood gave birth to water.

And Lin Yi—wasn’t the character “Yi” also water?

That was why she dreamed of Xiao Qi. That was why when she came, Xiao Qi turned from danger to safety!

The more he thought about it, the more amiable his expression became. In the end, he was practically kind and approachable.

Zhao Chengye walked closer to Lin Yi and said with concern, “Xiao Qi is fine now. You’ve guarded here all night and must be tired. Go to the hotel and rest. I’ve already made arrangements.”

Lin Yi stubbornly shook her head. “I want to wait until Zhao Qi wakes up.”

Zhao Chengye’s heart softened even more. As expected, she was Xiao Qi’s friend. He was not someone who knew how to persuade people, but now, looking at this young girl’s deathly pale face, almost completely bloodless, he feared Zhao Qi might not wake before Lin Yi collapsed first. So he advised her again, “I’m here. As her eldest brother, with me here, are you still not at ease?”

“Go to the hotel, wash up, and sleep for a while. Maybe by then, Xiao Qi will have woken up.”

Since Zhao Qi’s eldest brother had already said this much, Lin Yi could not keep refusing. “I’ll sleep for a while and come back. If Zhao Qi wakes up, you must notify me.”

Her eyes stared fixedly at Zhao Chengye, as if she would not leave unless he gave her a promise.

Zhao Chengye helplessly promised, “I definitely will.”

Only then did Lin Yi walk to the intensive care ward. Through the narrow vertical glass on the door, she looked at Zhao Qi one last time.

The person on the hospital bed had breathing tubes inserted. Every inhale and exhale carried the faint sound of air. Lin Yi was afraid that if she looked any longer, she would completely lose the will to leave. She endured it, closed her eyes for a moment, then turned and left.

Zhao Chengye asked a bodyguard to send Lin Yi to the hotel, while he leaned against the wall in a daze.

He had originally thought this was only a small matter meant to train his younger sister, yet it had nearly cost her life. He felt guilty, too, but guilt could not solve anything.

Zhao Chengye revealed a bloodthirsty smile. It seemed the Zhao family had lain low for too long, making these people forget the pain of the Zhao family!

The hatred of his parents’ deaths! His second brother swearing never to marry for life! His third brother’s mental disorder! His younger sister leaving far away from home! He, Zhao Chengye, remembered all of it in his heart!

This hatred was irreconcilable!