Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 33 - Song Wanqiu First

Chapter 33: Chapter 33 Song Wanqiu First

Chapter 33 -33 Song Wanqiu First

Gong Chen walked to the window, pulled it open, and threw a cigarette to his friend, lighting it with one hand cupping the flame.

His friend pocketed the cigarette but didn’t smoke.

Looking at Gong Chen through the mist, he couldn’t help asking, “Who is this woman, actually requiring you to personally accompany her? When Song Wanqiu was injured, you didn’t stay with her for even one night. That morning, I saw you leaving another ward; it couldn’t have been hers, could it?”

“Uh-huh.” Gong Chen bluntly confirmed.

His friend nearly stumbled.

He quickly walked to face Gong Chen and, to his surprise, clearly saw the marks at his collar.

At first, he was hesitant to confirm what he saw, but after clearly seeing them, he was totally shocked.

Gong Chen?

Love bites?

Impossible!

Gong Chen had been with Song Wanqiu for three years, they hadn’t even been seen holding hands, let alone leaving love bites.

He and Gong Chen had been classmates since high school; he didn’t study finance but went for medicine instead, finding it more daunting than finance.

Now, not only was he a practicing doctor but also Gong Chen’s personal medic. He knew Gong Chen’s health condition the best.

His astonishment was purely because, during Gong Chen’s annual physical exams, certain information was so immaculate that he felt embarrassed to look at it.

He once thought Gong Chen had some sexual issues and even offered to prescribe him some medication.

Gong Chen claimed he had a clean-freak complex.

Now parading around with bite and love bites, who would believe he had a clean-freak complex?

His friend wasn’t quite sure and cautiously ventured, “This is a bit intense. Song Wanqiu always looks so delicate…”

“It’s not her.” Gong Chen leaned against the windowsill.

Beneath the window, the man was profoundly handsome, with an air of dominance revealing a sovereign’s poise.

“You…”

“Stop talking about me, let’s discuss her condition.” Gong Chen cut off his friend’s astonishment.

The doctor resumed his professional demeanor and after some thought spoke up, “I think her hand injury is a minor issue, it’s her mental state that is the bigger problem. She seems very tense; has something happened recently that scared her?”

“What’s the solution?”

“Don’t push her.” The doctor spoke earnestly, unable to forget the way Lin Zhiyi looked at him.

Gong Chen fell silent for a moment.

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The doctor added, “Right, why did she ask me about child organ donation? She’s so young; she shouldn’t have children, should she?”

Gong Chen’s gaze turned cold, seemingly as a warning.

The doctor spread his hands, “I won’t ask, and I won’t speak.”

Gong Chen stubbed out his cigarette and left the office.

At that moment, Lin Zhiyi was standing by the window in the corridor, waiting for her number to be called for the check-up.

Gong Chen approached her and emotionlessly said, “Zhao Cheng is dead, killed in a fight with a cellmate, no one will touch you.”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, her fingers curling slightly.

A few seconds later, she looked up at Gong Chen, “Uncle, am I like this truly just because of Zhao Cheng?”

Gong Chen looked down at her, his eyes bearing a subtly oppressive force, and the corners of his lips turned up in faint mockery, “You shouldn’t have gone on blind dates.”

Lin Zhiyi felt a chill all over, as if a large net trapped her, rendering her unable to struggle.

She said with self-mockery, “Yes, I deserve it. The punishment you’ve given me is enough, Uncle.”

Gong Chen was not satisfied with such a response, a chill flashing in his eyes.

At that moment, the intercom called out Lin Zhiyi’s name.

“Patient number 1205, Lin Zhiyi, please proceed to Checkup Room 3.”

Lin Zhiyi turned to enter when suddenly a figure burst in.

“Make way, emergency.”

A nurse rushed over, pushing a wheelchair, and the person on it was none other than Song Wanqiu.

As soon as Song Wanqiu saw Gong Chen, tears fell, and she clutched her arm in pain.

“Third Young Master, I’m so afraid. The arm that got hurt suddenly started hurting terribly, and it keeps shaking. Is my hand going to be ruined?”

The nurse loudly said, “Apart from Checkup Room 3, all other rooms are occupied, let the emergency case go first.”

Emergency case?

Song Wanqiu was fully made up, not a hair out of place, claiming her arm was terribly painful?

Lin Zhiyi said angrily, “Sorry, but I was here first.”

The nurse looked at her and retorted, “Emergency cases take priority!”

Tears in her eyes, Song Wanqiu looked at Lin Zhiyi, “I’m sorry, Zhiyi, you go ahead, I can bear it.”

She bit her lip hard, tears falling like broken strings, her gaze occasionally resting on Gong Chen’s figure.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and strode forward, but a hand pressed firmly on her shoulder from behind, the blood-red ring on the finger looking dangerously bloodthirsty.

Gong Chen said indifferently, “Wanqiu, go in first.”

Lin Zhiyi suddenly turned her head to stare at Gong Chen.

Song Wanqiu looked at Gong Chen with affection, “Thank you, Third Young Master. I, I can’t move right now, could you help me?”

Gong Chen stepped forward and carried Song Wanqiu into the examination room.

Lin Zhiyi watched as the door slowly closed, and Song Wanqiu turned to give her a smile.

Forever, forever, Song Wanqiu would be the priority.

Lin Zhiyi crumpled the examination sheet and tossed it into the trash, then turned and left.

Her hand had been fine all along; she had only wrapped it with a bandage to deceive Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu.

The examination was also to appease Gong Chen.

But now, none of that was necessary.

Lin Zhiyi walked out of the hospital; the sky was exceedingly clear after last night’s torrential rain.

As if reborn.

But for her, every step of rebirth was challenging.

She had no power, no influence; Liu He and Gong Shiyan were also living difficult lives within the Gong Family.

How could she fight against those at the center of power?

Lin Zhiyi wandered aimlessly on the street until her phone suddenly rang.

It was her roommate, whom she rarely contacted.

She answered immediately, and hesitant breaths came from the other end of the line, full of hesitation and murmuring.

Finally, one of them spoke, “Um… Lin Zhiyi, we’ve found our internships, and we’ll probably have to move out later, we wanted to have a meal together, you… if you don’t come, it’s okay.”

“You don’t know how to speak? Isn’t that telling her not to come?” another roommate retorted.

“Lin Zhiyi, I didn’t mean it like that, I just didn’t want to trouble you…”

“Where is it? I’ll be there right away.”

Lin Zhiyi smiled knowingly, feeling the kindness of her roommates.

The person on the other end seemed surprised by her prompt answer, pausing before saying, “I’ll send you the address right away.”

“Mm.”

…

The restaurant was near the school, with a great cost-performance ratio, very suitable for students.

Lin Zhiyi entered and immediately saw the three roommates she had not seen in a long time.

The familiar faces from her memories slightly relaxed the tension in Lin Zhiyi’s spirit.

In her previous life, she had believed Shen Yan’s words, thinking her roommates were against her, so she never interacted with them.

Instead, she trusted Shen Yan implicitly.

In the end, when she needed help the most, Shen Yan betrayed her.

On the contrary, the three roommates, who had not been in contact, had transferred money to her upon hearing about her plight from Shen Yan, helping her and her daughter through difficult times.

Lin Zhiyi smiled as she approached, and the three roommates were somewhat stunned.

She handed them three boxes, “A gift to celebrate you all finding jobs, don’t look down on it.”

One roommate came back to reality, took the box, and was slightly surprised, “Perfume? This brand is expensive. Wow, it’s even my favorite scent.”

The other two roommates opened their boxes and discovered their favorite scents as well.

They looked at Lin Zhiyi in a wooden daze, a bit incredulous.

Lin Zhiyi had always been cold to them, and they thought she simply didn’t like them, but now she knew their favorite scents.

Lin Zhiyi explained, “I’ve smelled similar fragrances on you before, so I boldly bought these.”

Actually, they had posted about them in their social circles in her previous life.

“Thank you,” the three said in unison.

“But we don’t have any gifts prepared.”

“Oh, this meal, you three treat me,” Lin Zhiyi said as she lifted her chopsticks and stuffed a rib into her mouth.

The three of them were stunned again; this meal would cost at most three hundred.

The perfume Lin Zhiyi gave cost over a thousand per bottle; she was certainly at a loss.

One of the roommates mustered up the courage to ask, “Are you really Lin Zhiyi?”