C19 Meeting Again with Yeh Sen

Ye Zhenzhen was momentarily taken aback, not expecting Mr. Yang to be so decisive. After hearing him out, he got up immediately to handle the situation. However, upon learning that Mr. Hsu was okay, she couldn't help but smile with relief. It was a comfort to know that someone who genuinely cared for her was safe.

Moreover, she had earned her first compliment from Mr. Yang.

Looking at Yang Keng, she playfully said, "Mr. Yang, I still prefer it when you call me Zhenzhen!"

Yang Keng paused, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth. "Time is short, I need to get going!" With that, he waved and walked out the door.

The smile on Ye Zhenzhen's face gradually faded. She had a good start, didn't she? Mr. Hsu survived the accident, she wasn't deaf, and Yeh Sen was still alive.

However, she hadn't been entirely truthful with Mr. Yang earlier. She wanted that video not just for self-preservation, but to be prepared for anything. Having lived through this once, she refused to be at anyone's mercy again, not even Yeh Lin's.

Ye Zhenzhen composed herself and walked to the door of Mr. Hsu's intensive care room. Through the large observation window, she could see everything inside. Mr. Hsu lay peacefully asleep, aided by a ventilator, looking serene and kind. Her expression softened. There weren't many who truly cared for her, yet they all seemed to leave her in the end.

"I'll protect you all," she whispered, as if making a vow.

"Don't move!" a low warning voice suddenly came from behind, and something sharp pressed against her lower back.

Ye Zhenzhen froze, unsure of what she had stumbled into this time.

"Turn around slowly and follow me," the voice behind her was deliberately low, masking its true tone.

Ye Zhenzhen listened to the man's instructions and slowly turned around. The ICU hallway was empty, and the person holding a fruit knife to her was a familiar face—Yeh Sen.

"It's you?"

He clearly hadn't expected to run into Ye Zhenzhen, and his tense expression relaxed immediately.

"What, you want to add insult to injury?" Ye Zhenzhen deliberately tilted her neck, showing him the bandages wrapped around it.

"I need to get out of here," Yeh Sen said directly, withdrawing the knife. Remembering how she had yelled at him before, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"You're just wandering around as soon as you're better?!" Ye Zhenzhen didn't hold back. This was the person who had nearly changed her fate in the past, and she couldn't bring herself to like him at all.

He must have been in the room next door, and now he was trying to sneak out.

"I'm leaving, no matter what!" Yeh Sen said, grabbing Ye Zhenzhen's arm and heading for the exit. But when he saw the large TV screen at the end of the hallway, he suddenly stopped.

Ye Zhenzhen seized the opportunity to pull her hand free and looked at the TV too. It was replaying the news Mr. Yang had shown her. Following the news, several photos appeared with captions identifying them as wanted suspects from the Six-union Society, considered highly dangerous. Citizens were urged to report any leads promptly.

The person featured most prominently was Lin Bao, the son of the Six-union Society's leader.

Ye Zhenzhen knew Yeh Sen's attempt to leave was likely related to this. Now that the dramatic news story had concluded, he probably wouldn't be so reckless.

However, when she glanced at Yeh Sen, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his expression was even more troubled than before.

"If there's nothing else, I'm leaving!"

Ye Zhenzhen turned to leave, thinking it was best not to get involved with Yeh Sen any further. Who knew what might happen if she stayed?

"I said I'm going out!" Yeh Sen's voice grew more agitated.

"But what does that have to do with me?" Ye Zhenzhen cautiously stepped back to a safe distance before asking, wondering why he had to involve her at all.

"If we run into a doctor, just pretend I'm holding you hostage," Yeh Sen instructed, brandishing the knife in his hand as he moved toward Ye Zhenzhen again.

The sharp blade glinted menacingly in the sunlight streaming through the hallway.