The Mad Beauty and the Sick Young Lady [Transmigration Novel] - Chapter 33

Su Li:

“Ah, I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

Jiang Zhuoye looked up as if nothing had happened, smiling sweetly as usual:

“Nothing much… have you eaten, and are you still feeling unwell anywhere?”

Su Li shook her head:

“I’ve eaten, and I don’t feel uncomfortable. What about you?”

She looked down and saw the bandage on Jiang Zhuoye’s hand:

“Is your hand okay? Is it serious?”

Jiang Zhuoye had forgotten about her bandage, and looked down:

“Not serious, just a minor scratch.”

Jiang Zhuoye came over and sat on the stool by the bed. There was a moment of silence between the two, and Su Li joked:

“It’s no exaggeration to say that I’ve stayed in all the good hospitals in this province, and I’ve been to this one too.”

Jiang Zhuoye gave a soft laugh twice and did not reply.

Su Li herself felt a bit sleepy. Half-awake, she saw Su Meng walk into the room and quickly tried to wake up to make introductions.

Jiang Zhuoye and Su Meng shook hands warmly. Su Meng’s eyes lit up, and she looked completely captivated by Jiang Zhuoye’s beauty. After only a few words, she kept staring at her.

The three sat for a while, then Jiang Zhuoye got up to leave.

Su Li was a little surprised:

“You… you’re leaving already?”

Her heart felt a little sour, but she didn’t know why. She instinctively didn’t want Jiang Zhuoye to leave but couldn’t find a reason to stop her.

“Yes… I still have some things to handle. You rest well here, and I’ll come see you again tomorrow.”

Jiang Zhuoye said this gently, then actually turned and left.

Su Li watched Jiang Zhuoye’s figure walk away without hesitation, her emotions complicated, and her eyes couldn’t help but droop.

Su Meng noticed her expression and teased her with a smile:

“What’s with that? You look like a little puppy who’s been abandoned! Don’t give me those puppy dog eyes, are you trying to melt your sister?”

Su Li composed herself, turned to look at Su Meng, and wanted to ask about Su Meng’s first impression of Jiang Zhuoye, but what came out was:

“You definitely like Jiang Zhuoye, don’t you? Does she fit your aesthetic perfectly?”

Su Meng’s eyes indeed shone, and she pounced forward without reserve, like a large dog, leaning close to Su Li’s face:

“Only a sister knows her sister best! Tell me the truth, when you made friends with her, were you planning to introduce her to me and our brother? Does she like men or women?”

Su Li:

“…”

She turned her face away, pulled the blanket over her head, and said muffledly:

“What nonsense are you talking about? Jiang Zhuoye is my friend, and she’s not looking for a partner!”

Su Meng was carefree and lacked tact, asking:

“Isn’t she a top O? Doesn’t a top O look for a partner like us, a top A? I’m your sister, you can trust me! Instead of letting your friend go to someone else, it’s better to let your sister take care of her, right?”

Su Li’s face was buried under the blanket, shaking with anger, and she was confused about why she was so angry. What her sister said seemed perfectly reasonable.

Su Li had heard Guan Jingxian mention family matters before. Guan Jingxian had a top A friend who married Guan Jingxian’s own older sister, an excellent O, so it was quite normal to marry a friend to one’s own family member.

But, but… Su Li felt a lump in her chest. Even just imagining Jiang Zhuoye and Su Meng together made her feel terrible, like a kitten was scratching inside her heart.

Some emotions were too confusing to understand, so Su Li decided to ignore them, burying herself in the blanket and muffledly replying to her sister:

“Sis, you’re thinking too far ahead. This kind of thing requires personal effort.”

Su Meng:

“No problem then, I’ll definitely put in the effort!”

Su Li:

“…Sis, I want to be alone.”

Su Meng still didn’t notice anything amiss. She comforted Su Li a few times, then turned and left, brought up some fruit later, and stayed with Su Li overnight.

Early the next morning, Li Zhenzhen brought Zhang Ma and chicken soup, telling Su Meng to go back to the company.

Li Zhenzhen sat by the bed and inevitably questioned Su Li again, but eventually, there wasn’t much to say, as Su Li herself knew nothing.

Fortunately, around ten in the morning, Jiang Zhuoye arrived. She was also holding a jar of lotus seed and white fungus sweet soup, which she placed on the table. After greeting Li Zhenzhen and the others, Li Zhenzhen left because she had things to do, leaving only Zhang Ma there.

Jiang Zhuoye scooped out a small bowl of the sweet soup and said gently to Su Li:

“I made this myself, try it.”

Su Li sat up as requested. Jiang Zhuoye used a spoon to scoop a small spoonful of the shimmering soup and brought it to Su Li’s mouth.

Although Su Li was ill, she had rested for a long time and had chicken soup in the morning. Now she looked even more rosy cheeked than usual. Her pink, peach-like lips slightly bit the spoon, slowly swallowing the white fungus and lotus seed soup.

A beautiful woman even looks beautiful eating porridge.

Jiang Zhuoye had barely slept all night. After realizing the change in her feelings, she stayed up late organizing her thoughts, trying to figure out how to proceed.

Both of them were Os, and Su Li clearly only liked As. After much deliberation, Jiang Zhuoye decided she could only silently suppress her feelings.

And then gradually fade out of this friendship.

There should be no more in depth contact. A relationship that was wrong from the start could not be changed in essence by more contact.

Jiang Zhuoye tossed and turned, advising herself for half the night, but still got up at 6 AM to cook the lotus seed and white fungus soup, seriously telling herself, after Su Li is discharged, she must not be so attentive anymore.

Thus, feeding her now felt precious, like a last time.

Every one of Jiang Zhuoye’s movements was extremely careful and cautious, and every glance was filled with deep affection, showering down on Su Li when she wasn’t looking.

Su Li slowly drank the soup, mouthful by mouthful. She thought it tasted good, a refreshing sweetness, so she had a few more sips, finishing the small bowl in Jiang Zhuoye’s hand.

As Jiang Zhuoye prepared to scoop another small bowl, Su Li accidentally caught sight of Zhang Ma’s expression heartbroken, pained, astonished, and despairing.

She immediately realized that the chicken soup Zhang Ma had gotten up in the middle of the night to personally cook for her, she had only had about half a bowl of earlier…

But Jiang Zhuoye’s lotus seed and white fungus soup, she had downed a whole bowl of in one go without stopping!

Wasn’t this an obvious stab to the heart? Zhang Ma’s heart must be shattering!

Su Li quickly called a halt:

“A’Ye! That’s enough, enough, I won’t drink anymore… Uh, Zhang Ma, please reheat the chicken soup for lunch. I think it tasted really good, and I want to have some more.”

Zhang Ma’s expression finally brightened, but when she turned to look, Jiang Zhuoye’s expression had darkened.

Jiang Zhuoye put down the bowl and spoon, turned, and sat on the stool by the bed, silent.

Su Li felt something was wrong but didn’t know what she had done wrong. For a moment, she had nothing to say, so she secretly glanced at Jiang Zhuoye’s beautiful face and picked up her phone awkwardly to browse the web.

That’s when she saw news related to Jiang Zhuoye. Various media and marketing accounts were reporting:

“Screen Queen suspected to be in a car accident, saved in the nick of time by a friend!”

“Jiang Zhuoye escorted her friend to the hospital in the ambulance, rumored to be holding hands in the car, friend’s identity a mystery!”

“Exclusive! Jiang Zhuoye personally delivered a meal to her friend at the hospital, how thoughtful!”

All sorts of articles were flying around, but they were mostly surveillance videos from the roadside, with no particularly clear view of Su Li’s face. Zooming in, Jiang Zhuoye’s features and expressions were visible.

Su Li was quite curious, and she opened the video to watch it several times. She saw Jiang Zhuoye’s face twisted in extreme distress and pain while she was unconscious, laying her flat on the ground, and staying by her side without moving until the ambulance arrived, holding her hand the whole time.

Su Li had no memory of it at the time, and now watching the video, she was deeply touched. She hadn’t expected Jiang Zhuoye to show such painful expressions, almost like…

Like, losing a beloved person.

Startled by the phrase that popped into her mind, Su Li quickly exited the video and looked at the comments below.

Most people were concerned about the identity of this mysterious woman, but a few people were secretly suggesting:

“Can this CP be shipped? I’ve never seen A’Ye show this kind of expression to anyone!”

“Our A’Ye’s expression makes our hearts ache for her! Hope the beauty recovers quickly so they can start a CP!”

“What CP? Informed sources say the hospitalized girl is an O.”

“So, double O? That’s even better! I’m shipping it, you guys do what you want!”

Su Li didn’t know what kind of expression to make.

She hadn’t realized that the acceptance of double O relationships was so high now. Why were people shipping them online?

She also wondered if Jiang Zhuoye would mind people shipping her and someone else…

Su Li’s mind was racing. She secretly looked up at Jiang Zhuoye’s face and met the other person’s serious gaze.

She and Jiang Zhuoye stared at each other for nearly two minutes without saying a word. Time seemed to slow down between their gazes, and the atmosphere in the room gradually grew warmer.

Until Zhang Ma’s loud voice broke the silence:

“Oh dear, Miss, the Madam told me she has something for me to do back home. Is it okay for Miss Jiang to stay here and accompany you?”

Su Li naturally nodded in a daze, asking Zhang Ma to close the door on her way out.

When the room was completely quiet, Su Li spoke softly:

“Why do I feel like you look different than usual? Why do you always… give me a strange feeling?”

Jiang Zhuoye’s gaze gradually shifted from Su Li’s face to her lips, then slowly moved down, finally resting on the bed.

She spoke quietly:

“It’s not strange. It’s just that you’re injured, and I’m very upset.”

Su Li thought she was going to apologize again:

“I’m really fine. I feel perfectly good. Didn’t the doctor say I can be discharged soon? I just consider it an extra routine check-up, I’m really fine!”

Jiang Zhuoye lifted her neck, revealing her swan-like throat with fine blue veins, possessing a kind of restrained beauty.

She looked up at the ceiling and suddenly gave a self-mocking laugh:

“Heh…”

Su Li couldn’t understand what she was doing.

Jiang Zhuoye suddenly stood up again:

“I need to use the restroom.”

She left in a hurry, entering the small attached bathroom in the hospital room. Immediately, the water faucet was turned on, and the sound of running water spread throughout the room.

Something suddenly lit up on the small square table. Su Li glanced at it and froze.

It was Jiang Zhuoye’s phone, and what popped up was a timed reminder.

Coincidentally, the reminder had a name related to herself.

[Take Su Li to the art museum exhibition, give her one of her paintings as a gift, create an aura of artistic soulmates, make her admire, respect, and rely on me more. Destroy those paintings in front of her later.]