Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 10

Although she was applying medicine for someone else, such an intimate action made Song Qingxing feel somewhat awkward, so she could only take a deep breath.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, as if she had Parkinson’s, as she tossed the other person’s clothes aside.

There was a knock on the door, and the person delivering the ice water arrived quickly. Song Qingxing fumbled to take it.

“You don’t need to be so nervous.”

Although Xie Jingcheng was in pain, the injury was not very serious. Her skin was crimson, but blisters had not immediately formed, nor had the skin peeled off.

“How can I not be nervous? You are an entertainer; your appearance is the most important thing.”

Pressing the ice pack against her skin, Xie Jingcheng narrowed her eyes, feeling the coolness wash over her. The small downy hairs on her body stood up.

Song Qingxing still had to busy herself icing other areas. At first, it was just the wrists and arms, which was fine, but when she got to the thighs and abdomen, she became incredibly shy, her ears turning red.

She bit her lip tightly, thinking to herself, Oh my god, doing something like this is more embarrassing than rolling in the sheets.

Soon, there was another knock on the door.

It must be the medical staff who had arrived. Song Qingxing had to hurriedly pick up clothes for the person to wear, but because Xie Jingcheng’s clothes were stained with coffee, she couldn’t wear them.

Song Qingxing could only go look for her own clothes.

She rummaged through the clothes in her suitcase and wardrobe from seven or eight years ago, wishing she could dig a hole and crawl into it.

Because these clothes were either extremely ugly or were oversized t-shirts printed with a cartoon character.

There were also some very revealing items—the fabric of one piece was smaller than a towel.

None of them were suitable for wearing out in public.

Song Qingxing was speechless. What kind of terrible taste did I have?

Forget it… time was of the essence. Xie Jingcheng’s scald could not be delayed. They had to rush her to the hospital for treatment.

Otherwise, what if her face was ruined?

So, Song Qingxing could only casually grab a shirt. This was considered a large-sized shirt, as she hadn’t paid much attention to the size when she bought it. It hung loosely on her, which is why Song Qingxing liked to wear it as sleepwear. The silk shirt felt really nice against her skin when rolling around in bed.

There was a slight height difference between the two, but it wasn’t significant, so the shirt fit just right.

After Xie Jingcheng put it on, she was not in a hurry to go out. Song Qingxing thought her leg was scalded and hurt with every step, so she planned to carry her out.

“Does your leg hurt?”

“If your leg hurts, I’ll carry you out.”

Although she was normally weak and couldn’t lift anything heavy, she could still step up in a crucial moment.

“No.”

“No pants.”

Xie Jingcheng sighed. How could this little bunny be so clumsy?

Song Qingxing suddenly realized, quickly let go, her earlobes scarlet.

“I’m sorry…”

“I’ll go find you pants right now.”

She rummaged through the closet again, clothes flying everywhere, like a homeless person digging for the last piece of bread in a trash can. Finally, she managed to find a pair of pants that were barely decent and large in size.

She nervously handed them to Xie Jingcheng.

“I wasn’t trying to make you go out bare-bottomed just now; I just forgot in my haste.” Song Qingxing explained, but why did she feel like the more she explained, the worse the situation became? It felt like she was just digging a deeper hole.

“I know.”

Xie Jingcheng nodded, looking at the disheveled and flustered Song Qingxing. She suddenly felt that the other person was not only beautiful but also had a great personality.

After leaving the room, Xie Jingcheng was surrounded by medical staff and whisked away. Song Qingxing naturally couldn’t rest well and went with them.

…

Fortunately, the scald was not very serious, and the doctor treated it promptly. Xie Jingcheng had strange ointment smeared on her, which smelled like the rendered oil of some kind of plant.

“I’m sorry, that person was targeting me.”

Song Qingxing lowered her head, feeling very embarrassed.

She estimated that during the few days they had spent together, they must have trended on hot searches many times. Xie Jingcheng was rushed to the hospital in the evening. Since they hadn’t covered up much, many people saw them at the hospital entrance. She was a Film Empress, and her popularity was very high nationwide.

The news of Xie Jingcheng’s injury must have already hit the hot searches, but Song Qingxing truly didn’t want to hype up a ‘CP’ with her. She had already earned enough with her current status. All she needed was to stabilize that status.

“Song Qingxing, why do I feel like so many people in this industry hate you?”

Xie Jingcheng’s clothes were open, as the injury was in a sensitive area. The nurse had left after applying the medicine, and only the two of them remained in the room. Even Xie Jingcheng’s bodyguards and assistant were kept out, sitting opposite Yu Zhi on chairs in the hospital corridor.

“Maybe I’m just too hateful.”

Song Qingxing lowered her head, her hair scattered, feeling a little embarrassed. Xie Jingcheng was right. If someone had said this to her before, whether true or false, she definitely would have exploded. People only react so dramatically when a sore spot is touched.

“I’ve heard a saying, ‘If you’re not envied, you’re no genius.'”

Xie Jingcheng reached out with her left hand, which hadn’t been scalded, and tucked a strand of hair behind Song Qingxing’s ear. Xie Jingcheng’s eyes were gentle, like a spring lake where the breeze blows through the weeping willows, without any hint of arrogance.

“Pfft.”

Song Qingxing finally couldn’t help but laugh. She had the ability to become a star in her youth and rise to the first tier, because her appearance was her proudest asset. Otherwise, how could she have attracted Xie Jingcheng?

“Alright, I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Song Qingxing took out her phone, ready to ask Yu Zhi to buy some fruit downstairs. Although she didn’t know what Xie Jingcheng liked, buying apples, which most people neither disliked nor loved, seemed like a good choice.

However, before she could message her assistant, the door opened, and a short little girl rushed in.

“Sister, you’re not dead! I thought you were in mortal danger because Mom and Dad were crying so much.”

The little girl was wearing a backpack, so she must have just gotten out of school. She only reached Song Qingxing’s waist, suggesting she was likely about to graduate from elementary school.

Song Qingxing: 6. This little kid really knows how to talk.

If she weren’t Xie Jingcheng’s sister, she probably wouldn’t dare to be so brazen.

“Xie Jingshu, there are other people here. Show some respect to your sister.”

Xie Jingcheng shot her a dagger-like look, and Xie Jingshu instantly became quiet, like a chicken, not daring to speak anymore. But the little girl was relentless and turned her attention to the soft target.

To bully someone, you pick the softest target.

Song Qingxing was one such target.

“Are you Song Qingxing?”

But when Xie Jingshu, the venomous snake, recognized who Song Qingxing was, her eyes immediately lit up.

“I absolutely love you!”

“Can I have an autograph?”

“But why are you next to my sister’s hospital bed? Do you want to be my sister-in-law?”

Xie Jingshu immediately pounced, and Song Qingxing had to support the little girl.