The Zombie I Flirted With After Losing My Memory, Who Was Pretending to be an Alpha, Is Actually My Ex - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Throw Her Out

Xie Jinbing lay on the hospital bed wearing blue-and-white striped patient scrubs, motionless. An IV was hooked to the back of her hand, and she was connected to a vital signs monitor, looking like a fragile porcelain doll on the verge of breaking.

Three people dressed as doctors stood beside her. One was operating a machine, one was speaking, and another was holding a thick stack of loose-leaf papers, writing something down.

Seeing the scene through the glass, Teng Xi was hit by a sudden burst of strength. She grabbed Shi Yun by the collar, veins popping on her neck. “What is the meaning of this!”

Shi Yun wasn’t intimidated. She merely looked displeased. With a quick movement, she pressed a pressure point on Teng Xi’s hand, forcing her to let go from the sharp pain.

“She isn’t dead yet.” Shi Yun adjusted her collar, her voice indifferent to the extreme.

It was as if the person lying in there was exactly where she was supposed to be.

Hearing this, Teng Xi’s temples throbbed. “What do you mean, ‘isn’t dead yet’?”

Shi Yun looked at her as if she were an idiot. “You don’t understand? It means she has vital signs. She can breathe on her own, her blood pressure is normal, and her pulse is normal. Her temperature is a bit high, but that’s to be expected.”

Teng Xi: “…” Is this woman incapable of understanding human subtext?

Shi Yun, oblivious to any social friction, forced Teng Xi back into the wheelchair and walked toward the room’s entrance, swiping her access card.

“Wait for me here.” It was the same sentence as before; Shi Yun seemed certain that Teng Xi wouldn’t leave this time.

“Wait!” Teng Xi tried to roll the wheelchair forward, but Shi Yun ruthlessly shut her out.

“Bang!” Teng Xi slammed her hand against the door. The doctors inside startled and turned to look. Shi Yun frowned in annoyance but ignored her.

Teng Xi struggled to roll the wheelchair to the glass wall and tapped incessantly. She watched Shi Yun walk over, take the stack of documents, and begin reading them with total focus—still ignoring her.

Fury burned in Teng Xi’s chest. Without losing her cool, she remembered her ID access card.

She pulled it from her pocket, looked at the familiar face on the card, and moved toward the card reader.

Judging by Shi Yun’s previous attitude, she shouldn’t be in immediate danger of being killed. Even if Teng Xi didn’t know her own value, she felt a baseless certainty that Shi Yun wouldn’t make things difficult for her over something like this.

“Warning, warning. Insufficient authorization,” the mechanical female voice rang out heartlessly.

Shi Yun cast a single glance toward the door, then returned her gaze to the data in her hands.

Neither of them noticed a woman exiting the elevator and walking toward the room.

The click-clack of high heels hitting the floor sounded rhythmic and eerie in the empty corridor.

Teng Xi hadn’t seen anyone else on this floor since she arrived. The sound of high heels was jarring. She turned her head toward the source.

It was a tall woman with shoulder-length hair. Under her white lab coat, she wore a floral dress that reached her ankles, covered in daisies. She wore warm yellow high heels that gave off a gentle vibe. She carried a file, her gaze fixed on Teng Xi as she walked toward her at a steady pace.

Compared to Feng Sisi, this woman looked like the true, refined “young lady.”

The woman appeared gentle, but as she drew closer and Teng Xi saw that the smile didn’t reach her eyes, a chill crept down Teng Xi’s spine. It felt like being stared down by a venomous snake. Teng Xi involuntarily leaned back into the wheelchair.

When the woman saw Teng Xi clearly, her maintained smile vanished. She stopped three paces away, frowning with an air of unquestionable authority. “An Alpha? Where did this come from?”

She had seen this person trying to swipe an access card without success. She couldn’t understand how this woman had reached the top floor.

The woman was well-preserved and looked young, appearing to be in her late thirties. Teng Xi sensed that this “gentle” woman was not as easy to deal with as her exterior suggested. Teng Xi didn’t answer. She tapped on the glass again, making a few thumping sounds. The woman’s gaze followed.

Silence hung in the air. Even though the woman didn’t speak again, Teng Xi could feel the unprovoked loathing radiating from her.

The woman pulled an access card from her pocket and called out: “Shi Yun.”

The people inside the room looked surprised to see her. The three doctors bowed slightly and said respectfully, “Director Qi.”

Shi Yun stepped out with the files, closing the door behind her to separate the two spaces. A rare smile appeared on her face when she saw the woman—it was slight, but Teng Xi caught it.

“Dr. Qi.”

Facing Shi Yun, Dr. Qi’s attitude softened considerably. “Who is she?”

Shi Yun: “Teng Xi. She’s the one who saved Xie Jinbing.”

“Her?” Dr. Qi looked at Teng Xi. Her expression softened instantly at the mention of Xie Jinbing’s name, and that trace of tenderness fell into Teng Xi’s eyes before Dr. Qi could mask it.

Shi Yun nodded. “It’s her. She’s also the Captain of Response Team 3, stationed at the mental hospital.”

“Give me her memory test results,” Dr. Qi said rudely to Teng Xi. “Never mind, I’ll look myself later. Why did you bring her here?”

Shi Yun looked down at Teng Xi, her face full of hesitation—a look that left Teng Xi totally confused.

“Speak!” Dr. Qi’s tone sharpened. She crossed her arms, her index finger tapping her bicep impatiently.

“Xie Jinbing was in heat. Teng Xi gave her a temporary mark.”

The other two women snapped their eyes toward Shi Yun simultaneously, both filled with rage.

Teng Xi had never mentioned the temporary mark, and the unconscious Xie Jinbing obviously couldn’t have said anything. Teng Xi had destroyed the cameras in that room because they were annoying, but there was no way to be sure there weren’t hidden ones in an emergency.

Her hands tightened on the wheelchair armrests, leaving ten finger-marks.

Shi Yun added, as if reading her expression, “She still carries the scent of your pheromones.”

This quieted Teng Xi down, though she was confused—it had been so long, the scent should have faded.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Qi’s reaction was visceral, her face looking as though she’d been cheated on. If not for her ingrained etiquette, she likely would have slapped Teng Xi.

Teng Xi felt that Dr. Qi’s glare was arguably worse than a slap.

The two were suddenly, inexplicably, adversaries.

“They are a couple,” Shi Yun added, throwing more fuel on the fire.

Dr. Qi’s gaze became even more terrifying—so much so that Teng Xi felt it was bizarre. A ridiculous thought began to surface in her mind.

Seeing the two like this, Shi Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. While this would make Dr. Qi hate Teng Xi, it also ensured that Dr. Qi wouldn’t just kill her on a whim one day. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain it to Xie Jinbing when she woke up.

“I don’t agree. Send her away. Or send her to the Lighthouse,” Dr. Qi said to Shi Yun, her tone heavy with finality.

Whether because of the words or the sheer aura, Shi Yun seemed startled. Her shoulders twitched visibly, and the documents almost slipped from her hand.

Seeing this, Dr. Qi realized her attitude was wrong. Her expression softened, and she reached out to pat Shi Yun’s head. Her voice was no longer harsh. “Sorry, Xiao Yun. I lost my composure.”

She rubbed her temples, suppressing her anger. “We’ll deal with this Alpha later.”

Dr. Qi glared at Teng Xi again, her eyes still full of dissatisfaction.

Teng Xi, being targeted for no apparent reason, narrowed her eyes. She analyzed a dozen possibilities in her head. The most plausible conclusion was the most shocking.

She sat quietly for once, hands on her lap, and gave Dr. Qi a standard, polite smile, looking like a model student.

Dr. Qi: ? Has this person been scared stupid?

Shi Yun also looked at her with total confusion.

“How is Xie Jinbing?” Dr. Qi asked, looking away.

Shi Yun handed her the file, glancing at Teng Xi as she spoke, clearly intending for her to hear as well. “She’s recovering well. These are the specific metrics. She should wake up within the next few days.”

Their conversation remained superficial, likely because they were wary of an outsider. Dr. Qi took the file without opening it and asked the most important question: “Can she undergo memory monitoring now?”

Shi Yun frowned and shook her head. “Her situation is special. The assessment result is ‘not recommended’.”

As for what “memory monitoring” was, why it was being done, or who invented it, neither woman mentioned it. Teng Xi wasn’t overly curious; here, she only cared about Xie Jinbing.

Dr. Qi fell into thought for a moment, then nodded. “The Board will decide on this matter. Take her back for now.”

The way she looked at Teng Xi was like looking at hazardous waste. She clearly wanted Shi Yun to throw her as far away as possible.

She didn’t stay a moment longer—swipe, enter, close door. All in one fluid motion.

Shi Yun lowered her head, an imperceptible smile touching her lips. Everyone knew that while the “Board” held the decision-making power on the island on paper, in reality, Dr. Qi called the shots. This meant Xie Jinbing would be safe.

Once Dr. Qi left, Teng Xi’s tense back finally relaxed. Seeing Shi Yun dazing out, she waved a hand in front of her. “Which woman are you thinking about that makes you so happy?”

Shi Yun slapped Teng Xi’s hand away and told the truth: “Xie Jinbing.”

“Huh?”

“I’m thinking about Xie Jinbing.”

Teng Xi: “…Listen to yourself. Trying to steal my girl right in front of my face?”

Shi Yun looked at her with a sincere, innocent gaze: ?

Exiting the building, Teng Xi felt like she had returned from a dark cell to a bustling market. The building was massive, but very few people occupied it.

As they entered the crowd, Teng Xi spoke slowly: “Who was that person just now?”

Shi Yun was concise: “Qi Yin. The founder of the Red House and the largest shareholder. Also, this island belongs to her.”

“The island?” Teng Xi’s mouth twitched.

“Mhm.”

For a long time, neither spoke. It wasn’t until Shi Yun pushed her back to the entrance of the outpatient building that she said, “Speak up.”

“?” Teng Xi looked up, her reflection in the glass clashing with Shi Yun’s.

“What do you want to ask?” Shi Yun stopped the wheelchair before the steps. “I studied psychology.”

In other words, I can see the burning curiosity on your face.

Teng Xi stopped fidgeting with her fingers and finally asked: “Qi Yin couldn’t be Sister Xie’s mother, could she?”

“?” Shi Yun looked at her in disbelief and concluded: “I need to schedule an IQ test for you.”