457: Chapter 457: Who is this Exalted Personage?
457: Chapter 457: Who is this Exalted Personage?
Outside the hospital room, a few nurses were chatting.
“Who’s staying in that room?
Why are there so many beautiful women visiting him?
Did you see?
Each one is as pretty as a movie star.
I wish I were as beautiful as them.
Even half as much would be enough.
Do you know those beauties?”
“How would I know?
Looking at how each of them is dressed, they must be important people.
It seems like there’s a young, handsome man staying in that room.
Tsk tsk, lucky guy to have so many girlfriends, each as beautiful as the next.
He must be something else.”
“Hmm, who is that?
Why are there so many police with him?
Looks like he holds a high position?”
“Ah, isn’t that Director Huo from the Public Security Bureau?
I saw him on the news last night.
Right, it’s Director Huo.
What’s he doing at the hospital?
Oh wait, he entered that same room too.
Is he also visiting the patient?
That handsome man, who on earth is he to have so many gorgeous girlfriends and even have someone like Director Huo visiting him?”
“Hey, isn’t that Divine Needle?
Why would he come to our department?
Could it be he’s here to visit his girlfriend?”
“Stop daydreaming, didn’t you see Divine Needle also entered that room?”
“Wow, that handsome guy is so charming.
Who is he?
Seems like he is someone very influential.”
“I know him; he’s the famous playboy, Li Zhencheng from Donglin City, worth over ten billion.”
“I want to be his mistress or second wife.”
The nurses outside the room were heatedly discussing, becoming hugely interested in Tangyu.
Meanwhile, inside the room, Tangyu felt quite warm-hearted, surprised that even Director Huo had come to visit him.
Along with Rao Yuanzhi and Li Zhencheng, and Li Zhencheng had also brought greetings from Xiao Yu.
Soon, Yang Xiaoyu arrived, and even Huangfu Jing sent a bouquet of carnations to express her sympathies.
Feeling all this deep friendship, Tangyu was very comfortable.
Getting shot didn’t seem like such a big deal anymore.
Luckily, the room was spacious enough.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been room to stand.
The visitors kept coming wave after wave without any sign of stopping.
Tangyu didn’t understand; he hadn’t been hospitalized for long, yet everyone knew and had rushed to visit him.
Lin Feifei and the others were busy attending to visitors, which was quite exhausting.
“Good brother, your influence is quite significant now.
Look, with one injury, waves of people have come to visit you, and these gifts are piling up into a small mountain,” Zhao Yaya said.
Tangyu chuckled, “Honestly, it’s nothing serious.
I’ve just caused everyone to worry.”
“How can it be nothing?
You’ve been shot.
That’s a big deal.
Good brother, you should rest now,” Zhao Yaya said.
Tangyu looked at Mo Xiaoqing, Yan Yan, Liu Shanshan, and Fang Min, who were still standing nearby, and then said to them, “Xiaoqing, Shanshan, Min sister, I’m fine now.
You don’t need to keep staying here.
You should go if you have other things to do.”
Fang Min looked at Tangyu, glanced at Lin Feifei and the others, and then said, “Alright, I’ll go back to the office with Shanshan.
Heal up properly, and I’ll visit you again when I have time.
Don’t worry about work for the next few days.”
“No need, I’m going back to work tomorrow.
I’m really fine,” Tangyu said.
Liu Shanshan protested anxiously, “No way, you’ve been shot; you need to rest more.
How can you go to work tomorrow?
Absolutely not.”
“You don’t need to go to the office this week.
I’ve already taken care of everything there.
Just focus on recovering at home.
Okay, we’re going back to the office now,” Fang Min said, pulling Liu Shanshan away as they left.
“I don’t have anything urgent today,” Mo Xiaoqing muttered, biting her lip.
Zhao Yaya looked at Mo Xiaoqing with some hostility and said, “How can there be nothing?
We are enough to take care of everything here.
It’s better if you guys leave first, too many people isn’t good, the three of us is just right.”
“Yaya, stop talking nonsense,” Lin Feifei pulled Zhao Yaya back.
Zhao Yaya pouted and muttered, “It’s true though.
Good brother is my sister Feifei’s boyfriend; she obviously wants to get his attention.”
Mo Xiaoqing felt somewhat awkward; anyone perceptive could tell that Mo Xiaoqing had more than friendly feelings for Tangyu, essentially, she liked him.
Women understand women; who couldn’t see it?
“Ms.
Mo, don’t mind it; Yaya likes to blurt out whatever’s on her mind.
No worries, more hands on deck for today since there’s nothing at school.
Just stay and help us take care of Tangyu.
We don’t have much experience taking care of others, and you surely know more,” Lin Feifei said.
“Exactly.
Our Xiaoqing is the best at taking care of people.
Moreover, can’t she stay to keep me company?” Yan Yan defended Mo Xiaoqing, also giving Zhao Yaya a look.
Mo Xiaoqing tugged at Yan Yan, signaling her to stop talking.
Being in front of someone else’s official girlfriend was indeed a bit awkward and intimidating.
“Feifei is also very good at taking care of people, okay?
Good brother was taken care of by my sister Feifei all night,” Zhao Yaya grew more indignant, causing Lin Feifei’s face to blush.
What did she mean by being taken care of all night?
Seeing the potential for sparks between the two groups, Tangyu felt a headache coming on and said, “Alright, alright, I’ve been disturbed enough already.
Let’s all stop talking and give me some quiet.
Feifei, can you peel an apple for me?
Xiaoqing, could you get me a glass of water?”
Two women immediately got busy.
The door to the ward was pushed open again, and a head peered in, looking around tentatively without coming in right away.
“Xia Xiaoyu.” After glancing at the door, Tangyu was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected Xia Xiaoyu to come as well.
How did she find out he was injured?
Could it be that his being shot had become known all over the city?
“Xia Xiaoyu, come on in.” Lin Feifei walked over and led Xia Xiaoyu inside, who then entered holding a lunch box.
Xia Xiaoyu approached Tangyu’s bed, hesitating a bit before handing over the lunch box and saying, “I just made some osmanthus cake, knowing you like it.
I wasn’t sure what else to buy, so—I brought you some.
It’s still warm; you should eat it now.”
The osmanthus cake Xia Xiaoyu made was indeed delicious, Tangyu had tried it once before and still remembered the taste.
“Wow, osmanthus cake!
I want some too.
Give me some,” Zhao Yaya exclaimed upon hearing about the osmanthus cake, looking as if she was about to snatch it, but Xia Xiaoyu stopped her, saying, “There’s not much; I made it especially for Tangyu.
I’ll make some more for you guys next time; don’t snatch it today.”
“Don’t be so stingy; I’ll just have a little to see if it’s good or not,” Zhao Yaya said.
“No,” Xia Xiaoyu shook her head.
Lin Feifei tugged at Zhao Yaya, saying, “Stop it; this is her gesture of kindness.
Don’t snatch it.”
Zhao Yaya finally pouted slightly, showing some reluctance.
Xia Xiaoyu opened the lunch box and was about to feed Tangyu herself, but she stopped mid-action and turned to Lin Feifei, saying, “Lin Feifei, why don’t you feed Doctor Tang?
It won’t taste good if it gets cold.”
“Sure.” Lin Feifei nodded.
As Xia Xiaoyu stepped aside and Lin Feifei took the lunch box, Zhao Yaya snatched it away, saying, “Let me do it, Sister Feifei; I’m really good at this.”
Zhao Yaya did indeed start feeding Tangyu, and Tangyu looked rather helpless.
He was perfectly fine now and could move his limbs, yet he still needed someone else to feed him.
This feeling—well, it was actually pretty nice.
A cunning glint flashed in Zhao Yaya’s eyes.
While no one was paying attention, she sneakily ate a piece.
However, there really wasn’t much of the cake; one person alone would not have enough.
After Zhao Yaya had finished feeding Tangyu the osmanthus cake, Xia Xiaoyu took the lunch box back, but her eyes flickered uncertainly.
If one looked closely, one could see her hands tightly clenching the hem of her clothes, lips lightly biting as if she was struggling.
It was only when Zhao Yaya handed back the lunch box that she seemed to snap back to reality.
Seeing Xia Xiaoyu’s troubled expression, Tangyu asked, “Xia Xiaoyu, are you okay?
Are you feeling unwell?”
“Ah, no, it’s just—maybe it’s the matter from before, I’m still not over it yet.
I’ve never encountered such a thing before.
I’m still a bit scared,” Xia Xiaoyu explained nervously and vaguely.
“Oh, it’s alright now.
It’s all over,” Tangyu nodded.
Xia Xiaoyu nodded back, “Doctor Tang, since you’re alright now, I’ll head back first.
Rest well, and I’ll come to visit you when I’m free.”
“Alright, take care on your way,” Tangyu nodded.
Xia Xiaoyu left in a hurry.
Watching her leave, Tangyu’s brows slightly furrowed, and a gleam that no one noticed flashed in his eyes.
No sooner had Xia Xiaoyu left than the calm atmosphere was disrupted by a journalist who barged in.
This journalist bombarded them with questions, and they could not get rid of him.
It was just the beginning; as if breaching a dam, more journalists quickly flooded in.
In the morning, Tangyu had been heralded as a hero, with his deeds broadcasted throughout Donglin City and online, drawing much attention.
Many journalists wanted to interview him, but none had succeeded.
Barely half a day had passed since the hero was shot and admitted to the hospital, and it was explosive news once again.
The journalists were all quite aggressive.
Soon, the entire ward was packed, and yet more people continued to flood in.
With the arrival of the journalists, many citizens also came to catch a glimpse of the hero who had saved more than a hundred hostages at Linshan Middle School.
Even as a patient, he could find no peace, and, with no other choice, Tangyu had to check out of the hospital early.
With the hospital’s assistance, he fled back to the Princess Apartments.
Mo Xiaoqing wanted to accompany Tangyu, but felt it wasn’t appropriate, and reluctantly returned to school instead.
Upon his return to the Princess Apartments, the police and Lin Guotai’s men stationed outside managed to block the frenzied journalists.
Back in the apartment, Tangyu collapsed onto the sofa, “Being a celebrity is really exhausting.”
“Well, what do you expect?
You’re a hero.
Of course, people care a lot when a hero gets hurt,” Zhao Yaya said.
Lin Feifei came over and said, “Don’t sit on the sofa; your injuries haven’t healed yet.
Go lie down on the bed.”
“Um…” Tangyu felt tempted to stand up and throw a Pegasus Meteor Fist.
Who dared say his backside wasn’t healed?
Should he take it off and show them?