Chapter 35
How did things turn out like this?
According to her original plan, she should have found Zhu Ye by now and been trying to solve the problem with her blood. With wolves circling, turning into a vampire as soon as possible was the best way to ensure her safety.
…At the very least, she should have been on her way to find him.
Not sitting anxiously outside the emergency room at the Song Corporation’s private hospital after having knocked their young master into it.
There are security cameras in the hospital. This won’t be blamed on me, right?
Fu Xia shifted anxiously and couldn’t help but bury her head in her hands.
Don’t tell me I’m going to be escorted out of the hospital and straight into a police car. They’ll probably tack on a charge of intentional homicide and send me to prison for a few years, right?
From ambulance to police car—there was a certain dark humor to it.
Entertaining this grim thought, she quickly summarized the events of the past ten minutes and sent the message to Yan Zhu.
His reply was swift, making her wonder if he was constantly staring at his phone.
[Just finished dealing with things on Pei Wang’s end. Give me half an hour, I’m on my way.]
[Although there are some guards near you, you still need to be vigilant.]
[Be careful of any vampires in the hospital. If you sense danger, run towards the sunlight and try to stall for time.]
The half-breeds didn’t necessarily have to drink her blood; if they wanted to kill her, they could just do it directly.
Fu Xia replied with an emoji. She put her phone away and stared blankly at the red light above the ICU door.
Before he passed out, Song Yingxi had been comforting her, telling her not to worry, that he’d been in this situation before.
“…I’m sorry. I was trying to pull you away.”
His voice had grown softer and softer, full of apology. “I’ve dragged you into trouble. I’m sorry.”
After saying that, he had lost consciousness completely. If the doctors hadn’t arrived in time, his weight would have pulled her down to the floor with him.
Fu Xia: “…”
On the way here, she had wondered if he might also be a vampire. After all, his looks were flawless, possessing a perfection beyond his years, and he had the symptom of not being able to stay in the sun for long. All of these seemed to fit the profile.
And his attitude towards her was a little too good. Even knowing that he was just that kind of a good person, after being deceived by several vampires, she was now in a state of high alert.
—Even if the object of her suspicion was Song Yingxi.
But the fact that he had fainted from the impact had somewhat dispelled her suspicions.
…Aren’t vampires a nearly immortal race? They shouldn’t go down that easily, right?
Fu Xia paced back and forth in front of the emergency room. After half a minute, she decided to go to the front desk for information before deciding on her next move.
Before she even reached the reception desk on that floor, she overheard the medical staff talking.
“The patient in Room 3 just jumped out the window. That’s the sixth floor…”
“Weren’t we told that the patients on the sixth floor are important figures and need to be watched carefully?”
“Who could watch them…? The patient in Room 5 was biting anyone he could get his hands on. Everyone was busy trying to restrain him.”
“…”
Fu Xia retracted her foot and decided to wait where she was for now. Compared to the greater uncertainty of the outside world, where vampires might be running around, it was safer by Song Yingxi’s emergency room.
She waited for a few more minutes, and the red light above the ICU went out.
A doctor came out and looked at her with a reproachful gaze.
“The young master is fine this time. He’ll be stable after a few more days of rest,” the doctor said. “His health is already poor. As his companion, you must be more careful.”
Fu Xia was about to defend herself when she saw Song Yingxi being wheeled out. Even after the emergency treatment, the young man lying on the bed still possessed a breathtaking beauty. At that thought, she immediately repented for her own.
“I’ve contacted the main family,” the doctor added. “Until they arrive, you should stay with him.”
Before she could say a word, the doctor had already arranged everything.
Song Yingxi was moved to the best room on the eighth floor. As they passed the sixth floor, Fu Xia saw that the elevator for that level had been temporarily sealed off.
…Was it that serious?
There should have only been a few students who fell in the water. Could one of them have been a high-ranking half-breed?
With that thought, she closed the door to the hospital room.
The room had a large window, and sunlight generously poured in. Looking out, she could see a lake in the scenic area.
She glanced at the window. “Do you need me to draw the curtains?”
Song Yingxi slowly shook his head. “It’s fine. This is good.”
Fu Xia moved to sit by the bed, a belated sense of awkwardness setting in. They had only just met today—or rather, he had only just met her today. Naturally, they had nothing to talk about.
It was the patient who spoke first. “I’m sorry for wasting your time.”
He had a look of frustration on his face. “I was trying to pull you out of the way. My body is just too fragile.”
“Can it be cured?” Fu Xia asked.
“It’s congenital. It will probably be with me for life.”
Well, in that case, maybe being turned into a vampire could change things, Fu Xia thought. He can’t be in the sun much anyway, so it wouldn’t make much of a difference.
As she was thinking, he suddenly asked, “A while ago, did you go to the infirmary?”
She answered instinctively. “Yes. It was very crowded. The forum said you were there too.”
“I was in the same room you went into.”
A hint of a smile touched his features, adding a bit of life to his pale face. “We seem to be quite fated to meet, junior.”
It was because the student council president was there that the medical staff, noticing her injuries were a bit unusual, had suggested she seek help from the student council.
“But,” he asked, “do you really not need any help?”
Fu Xia shook her head vigorously. She really didn’t need it now. As a human, she probably couldn’t be of much help anyway. Having lived at the school for so long, she believed that no one would help her unconditionally.
Once I’ve fully mastered the power of a vampire, she thought, it won’t be too late to take what I want by force, right?
She was a little embarrassed by her own dark thoughts and instinctively avoided his gaze.
Seeing that his offer of help was rejected, Song Yingxi smiled sadly. “…”
His blond hair was a little messy, a faint air of illness about him. Though he still looked angelic, the untouchable distance he usually projected had lessened. The hand resting on the blanket curled slightly, wrinkling the perfectly ironed fabric.
Fu Xia noticed the shift in his mood.
“…I was the one who troubled you in the first place.”
“D-don’t be like that,” Fu Xia said. “If anyone from school saw you like this, they would eat me alive.” His fan club was probably long enough to queue around S-City for a week.
She thought for a moment, racking her brain for any comforting words, and finally managed a dry, “You’re already amazing.”
Whether as the most outstanding student council president or as a kind-hearted human being—before all this had happened, he had been like a white moonlight to her.
Song Yingxi blinked. He looked at her, as if waiting for her to say more, but she realized she couldn’t. Saying things like “you’re my idol, my motivation” would not only sound fake but also be incredibly embarrassing.
“Sorry, that’s all I’ve got,” she said. “I’m not very good at comforting people.”
Song Yingxi paused for two seconds, then let out a soft laugh. Perhaps he laughed too hard, because he started coughing again, his face turning red, which made her heart pound in fear.
She quickly handed him the water from the table.
Perhaps the day’s events had made him lower his guard, because he seemed unusually eager to confide in someone.
“I made you worry.”
The hand on the blanket shifted slightly, his pinky finger brushing against her hand. “Actually, I’ve always been very self-conscious about my body.”
With just that light touch, Fu Xia could feel his cold body temperature. And her own racing heart.
She lifted her eyes and met his. His light blue eyes reflected her own expression, like a gentle sea enveloping her.
“Actually, I think you…”
A sudden commotion from outside the room made her sit up straight and look out warily. The point of contact between their skin was instantly broken.
Fu Xia didn’t see the flash of displeasure in his eyes.
The noise outside continued, accompanied by screams. Her phone vibrated. She quickly answered it. It was Yan Zhu.
But it wasn’t what she had expected. The moment she answered, she frowned, hearing a piercing static.
She called his name several times with no response. “Yan Zhu? Are you here?”
A faint voice on the other end was drowned out by the static. “Ksshh… leave… ksshh… Prince…”
The call was abruptly disconnected.
Fu Xia lowered her phone and met Song Yingxi’s gaze.