Peerless Cupid System

Wang Fen wanted to stay, but it wouldn't make a difference, especially since she had to go to work in the afternoon.

Both of them were very familiar with Ling Ziqian, so Dou Rongguo felt reassured and led Wang Fen away.

After placing the cake, Ling Ziqian sat down by the hospital bed.

Dou Xiaorong lay in the hospital bed, receiving an IV drip. She was sleeping restlessly, her eyelashes constantly fluttering.

Ling Ziqian touched her burning red cheeks, held her hand, and felt extremely distressed.

"Why are you suddenly sick?"

Chapter 39 I'm going to eat it all in one bite!

In the morning, Dou Xiaorong tutored Shen Qiaoyan, so the two were probably together.

Ling Ziqian took out his phone and dialed Shen Qiaoyan's number.

The call went through, but was rejected.

She kept calling, then Shen Qiaoyan simply turned off her phone.

Ling Ziqian couldn't understand what was wrong with Shen Qiaoyan.

I wanted to call Su Mingxi and tell her that Dou Xiaorong was sick.

But upon closer reflection, Su Mingxi was at home preparing lunch at that time.

She has all sorts of worries, so it's best not to tell her.

Ling Ziqian put away his phone and took Dou Xiaorong's hand.

This guy is chubby, with plump hands, but every finger is very beautiful.

Her eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had been crying.

Unable to figure out how she got sick, Ling Ziqian didn't think too much about it. He stayed by her bedside, waiting for her fever to break and for her to wake up.

Huan Yue couldn't help but ask, "By the way, do you know that Xiao Rong likes you?"

Ling Ziqian nodded.

Huan Yue immediately screamed, "Since you know, then why did you confess to other girls last week?"

Ling Ziqian immediately explained awkwardly, "Last week's confession was largely due to being misled. I do like Xiaorong, but it's the kind of liking between friends, not the kind of liking between a man and a woman."

Huan Yue remained silent.

Ling Ziqian continued, "It's like how love turns into family affection after marriage. Xiao Rong and I grew up together and were inseparable every day, like siblings."

"Hey..." Huan Yue couldn't help but sigh, "If Xiao Rong knew, how heartbroken she would be!"

"I know, but we grew up together, she's like a younger sister to me. The idea of ​​me dating a younger sister just feels weird, maybe because we're too familiar with each other..."

Ling Ziqian didn't continue, and Huan Yue didn't speak either.

Not long after, Yu Meiren brought Cupid Sauce over to deliver food to Ling Ziqian.

"Why did you suddenly develop a high fever? Your face looks so pale. You must not have eaten well." Yu Meiren sat by the hospital bed, gently stroking Dou Xiaorong's cheek with heartache.

Cupid was very curious about everything in the ward, but disliked the smell in the air.

She kept pinching her small nose, her delicate eyebrows furrowed together.

Ling Ziqian had no appetite and could only eat a few bites before he couldn't eat anymore.

Yu Meiren gently stroked Dou Xiaorong's cheek; she had watched Dou Xiaorong grow up.

Dou Xiaorong's current state is extremely distressing for her.

“This afternoon… no!” Yu Meiren looked at Ling Ziqian seriously. “Before Xiao Rong leaves the hospital, you can’t go anywhere. You must stay with her at all times. When she wakes up, there must be someone in her sight, otherwise she will feel lonely. Sick people are very vulnerable.”

Ling Ziqian nodded. Even without Yu Meiren saying anything, he would stay by Dou Xiaorong's side.

Cupid walked over to Ling Ziqian and said softly, "She's very unhappy."

Ling Ziqian was puzzled, not understanding who Cupid was referring to as unhappy.

"Cupid is a goddess; she can sense things we can't. She's probably referring to Xiao Rong being unhappy," Huan Yue explained.

"What exactly happened before Xiao Rong developed a high fever?" Ling Ziqian wondered why Shen Qiaoyan wasn't answering the phone.

"We'll know when she wakes up."

"Ah."

Yu Meiren and Cupid Sauce lingered in the ward for quite a while before leaving.

The nurse came over and changed Xiaorong's IV drip.

Touching Dou Xiaorong's forehead, she muttered to herself why her fever hadn't subsided yet.

A moment later, the nurse called the doctor in.

The doctor took Dou Xiaolong's temperature and frowned.

Ling Ziqian felt a pang of anxiety.

Everyone knows that if a high fever persists, it can cause irreversible damage to the brain.

Dou Xiaorong is so feverish that she's completely delirious!

As the doctor left, he gestured to the nurse to give Dou Xiaorong another injection to reduce her fever.

The nurse lifted the blanket and pulled up Dou Xiaorong's clothes. Ling Ziqian turned around and looked out the window.

Dou Xiaorong, who was asleep, felt the pain of the injection. She let out a soft cry and began to talk nonsense.

"Ziqian, Ziqian..."

Ling Ziqian quickly stepped forward. Dou Xiaorong was speaking incoherently, and Ling Ziqian couldn't hear anything clearly except for her calling his name.

Holding her hand tightly, Ling Ziqian felt incredibly distressed, wishing he were the one lying in the hospital bed.

"Ziqian..." Dou Xiaorong's long eyelashes trembled, and tears streamed from her tightly closed eyes. "Don't leave..."

"Yes, I won't leave!" Ling Ziqian heard those three words clearly. He reached out and wiped away Dou Xiaorong's tears.

Sensing Ling Ziqian's presence, Dou Xiaorong gripped his hand tightly and gradually calmed down.

However, after some time, Dou Xiaorong's face was still flushed and her body temperature was alarmingly high.

She squirmed restlessly; her clothes were already soaked with sweat.

Ling Ziqian became nervous.

Huan Yue spoke up to remind Ling Ziqian, "Use your ambiguity points to help her. Ten ambiguity points can be of some help to her."

At this moment, Ling Ziqian remembered that he possessed an ambiguity value that allowed him to do almost anything.

Holding Dou Xiaorong's hand tightly, Ling Ziqian thought about bringing down her fever, and the 10 points of ambiguity value on his silver watch instantly dropped to 0.

The value of ambiguity has a significant impact and produces rapid results.

Dou Xiaorong calmed down, her eyelashes trembled, and she actually opened her eyes and woke up.

Upon seeing Ling Ziqian sitting on the edge of the bed, Dou Xiaorong immediately burrowed under the covers.

I had only had a dream, how did he end up in my life?

Am I still dreaming?

The air smells strange, like it smells like a hospital.

Dou Xiaorong peeked out from under the covers and looked around in confusion, only to realize that this was not her room, but really in the hospital.

"What happened?" she asked, confused.

"I also wanted to ask you, what happened?" Ling Ziqian smiled when he saw Dou Xiaorong wake up.

Recalling what had happened before, Dou Xiaorong immediately felt downcast. Although Ling Ziqian was holding her hand, she still felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

"Hehe, I think I'm sick!" Dou Xiaorong gave a silly smile.

"What do you mean by 'seems like'?" Ling Ziqian gently tapped Dou Xiaorong's forehead. "Are you hungry? Do you want some water or something to eat?"

Dou Xiaorong saw the cake on the bedside table.

She smiled and shook her head.

"You still dare not eat!" Ling Ziqian said sternly. "The doctor said that you're not eating breakfast, which is causing malnutrition. If you continue like this, your stomach will also have problems!"

"I've been found out!" Dou Xiaorong felt incredibly embarrassed and shrank back under the covers.

Before Ling Ziqian could say anything more, Dou Xiaorong quickly changed the subject, "I, I need to pee..."

She had already finished one IV drip, which was mostly water, so it was normal for Dou Xiaorong to need to relieve herself.

“I’ll go with you.” Ling Ziqian took down the IV drip hanging by the bed.

"No, no..." Dou Xiaorong refused Ling Ziqian. She tried to get up, but she had no strength at all.

"Look at you, you haven't eaten anything, you don't even have the strength to get up," Ling Ziqian complained, holding the IV drip bottle high in one hand and reaching behind Dou Xiaorong with the other to push her up.

Dou Xiaorong gave an awkward giggle, said nothing, and pretended to be relaxed.

Getting out of bed, Ling Ziqian had Dou Xiaorong hold his arm tightly as he led her to the bathroom.

Standing close to him, his scent was so clear; he still cared for me as always.

But why do I always feel that the distance between us is so far, so very far?

What are you thinking about?

"It's nothing, hehe!"

There is a place to hang an IV drip in the bathroom.

After hanging up the IV drip, Ling Ziqian reminded Dou Xiaorong to call him if she needed anything.

Just as he was about to leave, Dou Xiaorong grabbed Ling Ziqian's sleeve, her face flushed.

After muttering for a while, Ling Ziqian finally realized that she wanted tissues.

He handed her the tissue, closed the door, and stood outside taking out his phone to call Yu Meiren and Wang Fen, telling them that Dou Xiaorong had woken up.

Not long after, the sound of flushing water was heard, and Dou Xiaorong walked out holding the IV drip herself.