Chapter 24

As promised, so shall it be done.

In the end, Luoyang indeed took a taxi to the First Hospital.

By this time, it was already late, and the air in Nanling seemed a bit fresher than in Tiandu, after all, the smog in big cities was no joke.

Following the guidance of the nurse at the hospital reception, Luoyang found Liu Qin's ward.

He pushed the door open and entered.

Inside the ward, Liu Qin was as beautiful as ever. Her black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her willow-like eyebrows were delicate and graceful, and her closed beautiful eyes and that adorable little nose perfectly adorned her fair and smooth oval face.

The only somewhat strange thing was probably Liu Qin's action—she was sitting cross-legged on the bed, muttering to herself, looking like a madwoman.

"Are you reciting scriptures?"

Luoyang plopped down on the bed and started eating a banana without any hesitation.

Liu Qin opened her eyes and saw Luoyang, immediately exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, Luoyang, you really came! Hug hug!"

Without waiting for Luoyang's consent, she forcibly hugged him, feeling the strange softness in front of her chest, Luoyang instantly got goosebumps and said fiercely, "I'll give you three seconds to let go."

"Just a little longer..." Liu Qin's voice was as soft as a kitten's.

"Three, two..."

"Ah, you're such a spoilsport! We haven't seen each other for so long." Liu Qin reluctantly let go.

Luoyang, who knew her well, didn't care at all. He threw the banana peel into the trash can and turned to look at Liu Qin, "Where are you hurt?"

"I already said it was exaggerated by the reporter..."

"The reporter made you stay in the hospital?" Luoyang sneered, "I've been injured so many times from childhood to now, and I've never had to stay in the hospital. You're quite something."

"Alright, alright, I just sprained my ankle while practicing dance, and the production team was worried it would affect the competition, so they had me stay in the hospital for two days." Liu Qin had to tell the truth, knowing that Luoyang was just worried about her.

"Will it affect the competition?" Luoyang frowned.

"No, it's already healed." Liu Qin waved her hand, crossed her legs, and resumed her previous posture.

Seeing that Liu Qin wasn't faking it, Luoyang felt relieved. It was just a false alarm, but he still didn't understand her posture, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Liu Qin's reaction was quite modern.

"Be serious." Luoyang glared.

"Alright, I'm doing yoga."

"First, your posture is weird, and second, do you need to mutter to yourself while doing yoga? Are you sure you haven't been brainwashed by some cult?"

"I have a built-in BGM skill."

"Alright, alright, what a load of nonsense." Luoyang held Liu Qin down, making her sit properly, and said helplessly, "Why is a big guy like you doing yoga?"

"You know I'm a guy, but others don't. They only care about whether I'm pretty and have a good figure, not whether I'm handsome or muscular. So I think I need to maintain my figure."

"You know that too." Luoyang said seriously.

Liu Qin rolled her eyes dramatically, somewhat like Empress Hua, "I'll give you three words: so what?"

Just as Luoyang was about to say something, a nurse called from outside, "Family member, the hospital is closing. Are you staying overnight or coming back tomorrow?"

"I'm leaving..."

"He's staying overnight!" Liu Qin interrupted before Luoyang could finish.

"Alright." The nurse nodded and pointed to a chair, "That's a folding chair. You can unfold it to sleep on it."

After the nurse left, Luoyang frowned, "You want me to stay here tonight?"

"What, are you complaining?" Liu Qin looked at Luoyang sideways.

"There are no blankets here."

"It's summer, you don't need a blanket with the air conditioning off. If you leave, I'll be bored to death."

Luoyang couldn't argue with her, so he unfolded the chair, took off his shoes, and climbed up to sit in the middle, the space was quite narrow.

"Luoyang, come here, I'll show you something." Liu Qin picked up the laptop by the bed, turned it on, and logged into her Weibo.

"Luoyang, did you see! I'm a Weibo influencer now! Over six thousand fans, a genuine internet celebrity!" Liu Qin proudly pointed to her Weibo verification label, which read "Next Queen of Pop, Liu Qin."

She had been eager to show off this for a long time, and now that Luoyang was right there, she had to do it.

"Oh." Luoyang's reaction was very calm.

Liu Qin frowned, how could his reaction be so calm?

Little brat, you must be pretending! If you're envious, just say it. Don't try to act indifferent and fool anyone.

Liu Qin decided to stoke the fire, pointing to her latest Weibo post and smiling, "Look at this Weibo post. I just said I was injured, and over a thousand people commented to comfort me... So many comments, I can't even finish reading them, sigh..."

"Uh-huh." Luoyang nodded, still unperturbed.

Liu Qin was unhappy. She had been showing off for so long, just to get that envious look from him. His lack of cooperation was no fun, so she raised her voice, "Luoyang!"

"What?" Luoyang feigned ignorance.

He naturally knew what Liu Qin was thinking. When they first met, Luoyang knew this guy had a condition, a condition that would kill him if he didn't show off.

"Are you envious of my fans? Why don't you register for Weibo? I can interact with you and let you experience the feeling of being in the spotlight." Liu Qin was bursting with superiority.

"Sister? You used to just call yourself 'sister' occasionally, now you don't care at all." Luoyang mocked.

"Ha, there's a saying, life is like rape, since it's inevitable, you might as well enjoy it." Liu Qin said confidently.

Luoyang was speechless.

"Quick, register for Weibo!" Liu Qin urged, her ego inflated.

"Weibo? I have one." Luoyang smiled, you can refer to the smiley face in QQ for this expression.

Liu Qin didn't notice anything unusual about Luoyang and urged again, "Then log in to Weibo, let's follow each other!"

"Sure." Luoyang took out his laptop.

This laptop was specifically bought by Luoyang when he started school, for the convenience of updating his posts.

Connecting to the hospital's Wi-Fi, Luoyang entered his account and logged into his Weibo.

The backend messages kept flashing. Luoyang saw that he already had over sixty thousand fans, and the number was growing quickly.

"Let me see your Weibo."

Luoyang didn't refuse and turned his computer screen toward Liu Qin.

"How many fans do you have..."

Liu Qin's smile suddenly froze, her eyes fixed on Luoyang's computer screen.

Ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...

Ah! Why does he have 60,048 fans?! I only have 6,137?!

One has over sixty thousand, the other has over six thousand. Even though Liu Qin wasn't very good at math, she could still calculate the nearly tenfold difference...

"I refuse to accept this!" Liu Qin shouted.

"You could consider posting some revealing photos, it would definitely boost your fan count." Luoyang teased, enjoying the quick facepalm.

"Absolutely not!"

"Oh, how did you switch back to guy mode? Weren't you the caring big sister?" Luoyang continued to tease.

Liu Qin was so angry that her chest heaved, and it took her a while to calm down. She said dejectedly, "A web novelist can have so many fans, I really feel like I've been screwed."

"Then I wish you a happy dog year, since you're so powerful now." Luoyang was determined to annoy her to death.

He was very vengeful, after all, this jerk had made him worry all night and take a leave to come to Nanling for nothing.