This one had been specifically sent by Zhu Zhixiang to assist Zhang Yang in caring for Mi Xue; after all, since Mi Xue was a young woman, having a female nurse present was preferable.

This nurse was also quite young and seemed to have received very specific instructions. Upon arrival, she was exceptionally polite to Zhang Yang and the others. After performing a full physical check on Mi Xue, she stationed herself at the nearby nurses' station, waiting—her sole purpose was to serve Zhang Yang and his companions.

Just as the nurse departed, Hu Xin and Xiao Dai returned. Hu Xin’s leather satchel looked noticeably lighter, and he held a receipt in his hand.

“Zhang Yang, here’s the deposit slip for eight thousand yuan, and the remaining two thousand yuan!”

Hu Xin handed both the satchel and the deposit slip to Zhang Yang. Over these past few days, Zhang Yang had unconsciously become the anchor for everyone.

Zhang Yang took the deposit slip but pushed the leather satchel back toward Hu Xin, murmuring softly, “Just keep these two thousand. Mi Xue isn't the only victim this time; don't forget you are one too!”

“Me?”

Hu Xin held the satchel, his eyes wide with astonishment as he stared at Zhang Yang.

“Yes!”

Zhang Yang smiled, tapping his finger against Hu Xin’s head. He, too, had a bandage wrapped around his head; he had sustained a graze when he fell, but thankfully, the wound wasn't serious—it didn't even require stitches, just a simple dressing.

“This is just a minor injury. It only cost fifteen yuan to bandage up; there’s no way I should take two thousand. I can’t accept this money!”

Hu Xin hastily shook his head, trying to press the satchel back into Zhang Yang’s hands. He had been knocked down by the motorcycle, but he was physically unharmed. He hadn't considered himself a victim; at the time, his only thought was for Xiao Dai; her safety was his greatest comfort.

It wasn't just him; even Xiao Dai and Xiao Bin hadn't viewed Hu Xin as a victim. He was the hero who rescued the beauty; perhaps this incident would finally earn him her affection.

Nevertheless, Hu Xin was deeply touched at that moment. Zhang Yang hadn't forgotten him, even setting aside two thousand yuan for him. He had been wondering why Zhang Yang hadn't just deposited the entire ten thousand yuan at the hospital.

“I told you to take it, so take it. Even the smallest injury is an injury. If it weren't for you, Xiao Dai might have been the one hurt, and that would have been much worse!”

Zhang Yang slowly shook his head. As he spoke, an unconscious air of authority, that of a superior, naturally permeated his tone. Even though Zhang Yang had only been a deputy director in his previous life, their hospital was renowned, and he was the most famous doctor there; even many high-ranking officials treated him with profound respect. This had gradually cultivated that inherent temperament in him.

“Alright, I’ll take it!”

Hu Xin nodded awkwardly. After agreeing, he paused, realizing he hadn't truly wanted to accept it, but Zhang Yang’s words had left him with no impulse to object, so he had agreed immediately.

“That’s right. Go buy something to calm Xiao Dai down. You two should head back for the night!”

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and nodded. It was already quite late; they had gotten into the accident after dinner and had been dealing with things for a long time.

“No, we’ll stay here and take care of Mi Xue together!”

Before Hu Xin could reply, Xiao Dai stepped forward and said softly, even though Zhang Yang had assured them Mi Xue was fine, she hadn’t woken up yet, and they were all worried.

“It’s not necessary. I’ll stay here. Don't forget there’s a nurse here, too. You both have classes tomorrow, so help me ask for leave for Mi Xue and yourselves. Besides, there aren’t that many beds here; how can you all stay?”

Zhang Yang shook his head again. Xiao Dai considered this and didn't insist further. The luxury ward only had two beds; it truly wasn't suitable for so many people. With Zhang Yang and the nurse present, Mi Xue would be well cared for. Zhang Yang was currently a favored figure at the Third Hospital; everyone there would undoubtedly grant them the best and most specialized attention.

“Okay, we’ll come back tomorrow then. Zhang Yang, we’re leaving Mi Xue in your care!”

Xiao Dai said slowly. She felt completely at ease leaving Mi Xue with Zhang Yang. The former Zhang Yang had always been somewhat indecisive, so even though Xiao Dai knew Zhang Yang liked Mi Xue, she hadn’t actively tried to push them together.

Things were different now; the current Zhang Yang was entirely transformed. He was far more commanding and admirable, and Xiao Dai was perfectly comfortable seeing him with Mi Xue. Moreover, Mi Xue had clearly developed feelings for Zhang Yang; they were truly meant to be a couple.

After sitting for a while longer, Hu Xin and the others all departed, leaving Zhang Yang alone. However, before leaving, they had taken down Zhang Yang’s new pager number so they could contact him anytime to know what was happening.

While writing down the pager number, Zhang Yang was shaking his head. He truly couldn't get used to the pager; it would be better to buy a mobile phone—a phone was inevitable anyway, so buying it sooner or later made little difference. The only issue was that China Mobile’s current service plans were quite extortionate; buying a phone meant substantial monthly expenditures on call time.

As soon as Hu Xin and the others left, Zhang Yang began trying to summon the system, much to his frustration that the damned thing wouldn’t appear no matter how he called, crushing his desire to check the database. He would have to wait for the system to reappear automatically next time to review that information.

Yet, the benefits the system had brought him this time were substantial. His ancestral Qigong had noticeably improved. Although it was still somewhat lacking compared to his peak condition in his previous life, it was certainly much better than when he first transmigrated back. In addition, the improvements to his senses of smell, taste, and strength were slowly transforming his body. As for his elusive luck, he could only hope the system was correct and that his fortune would genuinely improve in the future.

The night passed quickly. Zhang Yang slept on the spare bed next to Mi Xue. The nurse came in a few times during the night, only to change Mi Xue’s dressings. It wasn't until four in the morning that Mi Xue’s IV drip was finished.

“When did you wake up?”

Upon waking, Zhang Yang immediately glanced toward Mi Xue and a smile suddenly broke across his face. Mi Xue was lying in bed, her beautiful eyes blinking as she watched him.

“I just woke up. Zhang Yang, am I badly hurt? Why can’t I move at all? Am I paralyzed?”

Mi Xue spoke very softly, her voice so faint that Zhang Yang almost couldn't hear it. As she spoke, her eyes held panic and fear, along with glistening tears. She had genuinely just woken up, only to discover she couldn't move her arms or legs, a realization that had terrified her. She only remembered being hit by a speeding motorcycle yesterday, and nothing after that. She was currently terrified she had been paralyzed by the impact. The thought of complete paralysis made her heart race violently; to her, being paralyzed would be worse than death.

“Silly girl, what are you imagining? Your injuries aren’t severe. I operated on you yesterday, and you’re fine now; you’ll recover after a period of rest!”

Mi Xue’s words made Zhang Yang laugh outright. The reason Mi Xue couldn't move was that he had used acupuncture needles to temporarily seal several of her vital points. This was done to alleviate her pain and prevent her from unconsciously moving and worsening the injury.

“Really? You’re not lying to me?”

Mi Xue’s eyes were still slightly moist, but her expression had improved considerably, filled with a glimmer of hope.

“Of course, I won’t lie to you, never!”

Looking at Mi Xue, the words tumbled out of Zhang Yang. Mi Xue’s eyes widened again; she looked at him with disbelief.

“If you don’t believe me, I’ll release the seals in a moment, and you’ll be able to move right away!”

Zhang Yang’s face flushed an unusual red. He quickly got up, changing the subject. Zhang Yang picked up the needle case from the nearby table. The acupuncture points he had sealed on Mi Xue needed him to reapply needles to release them. Sealing points shouldn't last too long; his original plan was to remove them in the morning, which made this time perfect.

These few needle placements were simple; Zhang Yang finished everything in just five minutes. After a few more minutes, Mi Xue’s fingers began to regain sensation, followed by her arms and legs, which she could slowly move slightly. This completely settled the worry in Mi Xue’s heart; being unparalyzed was a relief. If she had been paralyzed, she feared she might lose the will to keep living.

“Mi Xue, you’re awake?”

Just as Mi Xue, with Zhang Yang’s help, managed to raise her head slightly, the ward door opened again. Xiao Dai and Hu Xin entered together. It was Xiao Dai who spoke, looking at Mi Xue with joyful surprise as she quickened her pace toward the bed. It wasn't yet seven in the morning; the two had come together to visit Mi Xue before returning to school for classes.

“Xiao Dai, I’m so glad you’re okay!”

Mi Xue smiled sweetly. She had seen the motorcycle hurtle toward Xiao Dai yesterday, and she had been terrified then, too, only for events to shift suddenly, leaving her as the injured party.

“If it weren't for Hu Xin, I probably wouldn’t even be standing here right now!”

Xiao Dai walked to the bedside, sat down immediately, and took Mi Xue’s hand. Seeing this, Zhang Yang quietly turned his head away. Xiao Dai’s gesture was so similar to his own from the day before. He too had held Mi Xue’s hand; her hand was smooth and soft, and once grasped, it gave him a feeling he didn't want to let go of.

“Hu Xin is so good to you. At the critical moment, he was willing to risk his life!”

Mi Xue thought for a moment, recalling everything from yesterday. At least she remembered what happened before the motorcycle hit her. Hu Xin’s reckless act of saving Xiao Dai had not only moved Xiao Dai but also Mi Xue and everyone else present.

Xiao Dai didn't argue with Mi Xue this time. Instead, she secretly glanced at Hu Xin, then leaned close to Mi Xue’s ear, whispering something quietly. After a short while, the two girls shared a secret giggle, leaving Zhang Yang and Hu Xin completely bewildered, unsure what the two were discussing.

“Zhang Yang, you personally performed my surgery yesterday?”

Mi Xue suddenly exclaimed, lifting the blanket to look at her body.

“That’s right, it was me. I couldn't trust anyone else with your surgery yesterday!”

Zhang Yang was slightly taken aback, immediately replying. He didn't understand why Mi Xue was suddenly asking about the surgery now.

“Then my clothes, you took them all off?”

Mi Xue asked in a low voice, her head bowed, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. She had noticed her clothes had been changed and, upon hearing Xiao Dai say Zhang Yang had operated on her personally, she asked this. Her surgical incision was near her chest—a sensitive area for any young woman.

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