ATPnovel Chapter 33 Illusion
Chapter 33 Illusion
Everyone was surprised by Yue Wanwan's transformation; the contrast before and after was simply too great.
The soundproofing in the intensive care unit was excellent; no one outside could hear anything.
Ji Chenyu couldn't help but tug at Qi Te's sleeve and whispered, "Holy crap, what did you do?"
Qi Te lowered his head, smiled calmly, and silently left the ward.
Cao Yingchong quickly caught up, asking curiously, "How did you do that?"
"Yeah, it's like Senior Wanwan is under a spell."
After Ji Chenyu finished speaking, Qiao Yi pulled the lollipop out of her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "I understand."
"Did you kiss her?!"
Ji Chenyu suddenly realized, then grabbed Qi Te's neck and said, "Damn, you're pretty good."
"Ouch, that hurts!"
Qi Te let out a soft breath, and Ji Chenyu then remembered that his good brother's injury hadn't healed yet, so he quickly let go.
"Stop making wild guesses. My relationship with Senior Wanwan is purely platonic. You all need to watch your mouths and not cause her any trouble lately."
As the group entered the elevator, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.
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Cao Yingchong quickly blocked the elevator door with his hand, and Dr. Nie strode in and thanked him.
"Are you all students from Ocean University?"
The four nodded, and Dr. Nie smiled and said, "I also graduated from Ocean University. So, you should call me senior brother."
This young psychologist has eyes that crinkle into crescent moons when he smiles, giving off a very sunny and cheerful vibe. He's witty and charming, a true gentleman.
Ji Chenyu was the first to respond: "Hello, Senior Brother Nie."
Cao Yingchong casually asked, "Senior Brother Nie is from the medical school, right?"
"That's right, a psychology major."
Nie Zhifeng took out an exquisite silver box from his suit pocket and handed out business cards to each of the four people.
"It's not the weekend, don't you have classes?"
Just as Ji Chenyu was about to curse Luo Duyang, Cao Yingchong presciently interrupted, "Oh, I happen to have no classes this afternoon."
The fact that the other party asked this question clearly shows they are unaware of the details of Yue Wanwan's near-fatal attack. Since everyone had signed confidentiality agreements, and Qiao Yi had also received a call from her legal counsel and signed an agreement online, they certainly couldn't leak the information.
As they were talking, the elevator arrived at the 5th floor.
After saying goodbye to Nie Zhifeng, I went back to my ward, packed up quickly, and was discharged directly.
With Zite's current self-healing ability, he should recover in three days at most, so there's no need to waste money on hospitalization. No surgery was needed, and even examinations were unnecessary; he could see clearly on his own, so a simple chest bandage was all that was required for support.
Most importantly, he has already taken a week off. He manages all the data for the research project, and if he doesn't return to the college soon, Lao Liu is going to bite someone.
Just as I stepped out of the ward, I bumped into Yue Yi'an.
Yue Wanwan's superior facial features and tall figure are inherited from her father. Yue Yi'an, now in middle age, has a tall and straight figure and outstanding features; even in the entertainment industry, he would be considered a top-tier "uncle" star.
"Qite, thanks to you, otherwise, I don't even want to think about what might have happened to Wanwan."
Yue Yi'an stuffed a brown paper bag into Qi Te's arms, saying gratefully, "I don't know how to thank you, but please accept this small token of my appreciation."
Ji Chenyu stared at the bulging bag with shining eyes, figuring it must contain at least tens of thousands of yuan.
"Uncle, there's no need for that. Senior Wanwan is our friend. What would she think if I accepted this money?"
Qi Te shoved the bag back into Yue Yi'an's hand: "Besides, my senior saved me too."
Yue Yi'an was taken aback for a moment, and Ji Chenyu nodded and said, "That's right, Uncle Yue, my senior also saved me. So, this is what we should do."
In his view, if it weren't for Yue Wanwan, he and Qi Te would definitely have been beaten to death by that strong mercenary Lao Mo during the academy incident.
"Uncle, we're in a hurry to get back to the academy, the cafeteria will close soon."
"You should also go back and spend more time with your senior. When she was unconscious, she kept calling out 'Dad, save me.' In her heart, you are the guardian she trusts and relies on the most."
After saying this, Qi Te and the others quickly left.
Yue Yi'an stood there, stunned. His nose suddenly stung with tears, but a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
As the car drove out of the hospital, Qi Te suddenly felt something strange and turned to look out through the rear window.
"What's wrong, are you reluctant to part with it?" Ji Chenyu asked with a gossipy smile.
Qi Te ignored the guy who was only interested in gossiping, and frowned thoughtfully. Outside the car window, there were only pedestrians coming and going, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
But for some inexplicable reason, he felt as if a pair of eyes were constantly watching him...
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I returned to the college at 7:30 in the evening.
I've already bought most of the food from the quick-pickup stall; there's not much left.
The plump auntie who was clearing away the dishes immediately put down what she was doing and went to the window with a smile when she saw Qi Te.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Qi Te was punched hard in the face, and his bruised and swollen face won't heal quickly.
"Which little bastard did this? Tell your aunt."
"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell downstairs," Qi Te casually made up an excuse to get away with it.
The plump auntie hurriedly called to the bald uncle, "Old Hu, take all the bone broth out of the pot and go stir-fry a few more dishes."
The uncle snapped his fingers, and the stove, which had gone out, immediately reignited.
Cao Yingchong quickly took out his meal card and put it on the card reader. He had eaten with Qi Te countless times and was almost overwhelmed by this enthusiastic aunt.
If Qi Te pays, no matter how many dishes there are, it's always ten yuan. Only when they pay by card will the other party calculate the normal price.
"Tell me honestly, have you also awakened the ability to attract women?"
Qi Te blinked blankly, then shook his head helplessly: "Class monitor, when did you become so abstract?"
That once-cool guy has been led astray by that bastard Ji Chenyu.
After a whole afternoon of fussing, all four of them were starving, and they devoured the food with gusto.
Cao Yingchong and Qiao Yi didn't live on campus, so they drove back after dinner.
Back in his dorm room, Ji Chenyu greeted his two roommates, who were playing video games and didn't even look up as they replied.
Ji Chenyu took the dirty clothes he and Qi Te had changed out of and went downstairs to the laundry room to wash them. Qi Te sat down at the small desk, turned on his tablet, and began organizing data.
Although he took a week off, he didn't miss a single task. The other six members of the research group would send him the results after each experiment.
As usual, Zite skillfully categorized the data and summarized it into tables, carefully comparing it with the previous data.
After the two roommates finished a game, Nan, a third-year student from the same department, asked, "Tezi, is your injury healed?"
"That's about it."
Ah Feng, a classmate in the same grade but a different class, laughed and said, "No wonder he's a top student. He was so badly injured, but he came back to class after only a week of rest..."
Qi Te suddenly felt a blur before his eyes and instinctively reached for his glasses, only to touch a throbbing pain in his spine. He then remembered that he hadn't needed glasses since gaining his visual perception ability during his first regression.
"It's probably because I've been staring at the screen for too long, and my eyes are getting tired."
Thinking this, Qi Te closed his eyes and silently counted to 15.
When I opened my eyes again, the dizziness had increased rather than decreased.
The familiar data and symbols on the computer screen, like tadpoles, swam rapidly and eventually formed a strange shape.
Qi Te felt a churning in his stomach and couldn't help but vomit.
But what he vomited was not food, but bright red blood.
No, it didn't seem to be blood, but rather some kind of viscous substance like tar.
The crimson, viscous substance writhed rapidly on the computer screen, sometimes splitting into a dot pattern, sometimes coalescing and arching upwards, and then gushing out foul-smelling blood like a fountain.
Startled, Qi Te jumped up and instinctively took a few steps back, feeling as if he had bumped into something.
Turning my head, I saw a face that looked like dried bacon.
Old Mo!
The mercenary whose life force was drained by Yue Wanwan in the ginkgo forest of the old campus.
On the face of the dried corpse, Old Mo, covered with wrinkles, dark green moss suddenly sprouted.
The dried corpse actually spoke, its voice deep and muffled, as if coming from underwater, which Qi Te couldn't hear clearly.
He felt dizzy and instinctively tried to push the other person away, but Old Mo reached out his withered hand and grabbed him.
The mud wrapped around that hand kept falling off, and plump maggots crawled out from under the waterlogged skin.
Zite struggled and retreated, then heard two voices saying something. He turned around helplessly, only to be splashed with gushing blood.
The two Zheng Xinjians stared at him with wide eyes, a bloody gash splattering from their necks.
This can't be real, it must be a hallucination, it's a hallucination!
Qi Te shook his head frantically, trying his best to regain his senses, but in the end, everything went black and he fainted...