Chapter 89

When Luoyang regained consciousness, it was already midnight.

The smell of disinfectant at the tip of his nose made Luoyang realize he was in a hospital ward.

He tried to twist his body slightly and was relieved to find that his limbs and body still had sensation; he must not have been paralyzed after the car accident.

"Isn't there a saying, 'If one survives a great calamity, good fortune will surely follow?'" Feeling the slight pain from his limbs, Luoyang thought with a bitter smile.

"Are you awake?"

Luoyang's slight movement startled a slender figure by the bedside.

In the darkness, he couldn't see the face, but he recognized the voice and was somewhat surprised. "Why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I be here? Or are you disappointed that it's not some little flower by your bedside?" The person in the dark stood up, pressing the light switch as they spoke.

Click, the fluorescent light filled the room, and Liu Qin's somewhat tired face appeared before Luoyang.

At this moment, Luoyang realized he was wrapped in white bandages like a mummy, looking extremely ugly and finding it hard to move.

"Really ugly," Liu Qin said.

"Can you please not look so sour? I'm a patient and should be treated gently," Luoyang said, feeling a bit guilty as he looked at Liu Qin's unhappy face.

He naturally knew why Liu Qin was angry.

To save someone else, he had risked his own life. As his best friend, Liu Qin had every right to be angry.

Or, if Liu Qin had done the same, Luoyang would have been angry too—different positions, that's what it meant. So Luoyang felt guilty, after all, the one who had risked his life was himself.

"You damn fool, do you think you don't even have the right to be angry? Do you think you're so great, even saving a beauty like a hero?" Liu Qin suddenly raised her voice, speaking rapidly, and then clenched her fists, seemingly wanting to give Luoyang a hard punch on his bandaged face.

"Alright, I admit I was wrong," Luoyang immediately conceded, lacking any backbone—his current state was too weak to confront Liu Qin.

Hearing Luoyang admit his mistake, Liu Qin didn't seem to calm down. She turned her face away coldly, not wanting to speak to Luoyang.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Luoyang felt even more guilty and said in a low voice, "Bro, no, sis, no, that's not right either, Lord, calm down, getting angry is bad for your health."

Liu Qin turned to stare at Luoyang and said with a cold laugh, "What do I have to be angry about? If you die, I can still thrive in this world—do you think I, Liu Qin, can't get by without you, Luoyang?"

"Of course not! I, Lord Qin, am a superstar, the center of attention wherever I go!" Luoyang said with a serious face, but it looked like he was just boasting.

Liu Qin couldn't help but laugh, but she quickly suppressed it.

Actually, Luoyang's act of saving Yang Mi despite the danger, though Liu Qin was angry, she could understand.

Because she knew Luoyang couldn't just stand by and watch someone he knew be in danger.

Kind-hearted? Maybe Luoyang was indeed a kind person, though this word might seem ridiculous to some.

With a stern face, Liu Qin said, "I don't want to deal with you right now. Don't come to Shanghai anymore; this city probably clashes with your destiny."

"I just wanted to support my good friend at the competition," Luoyang said with a grin.

"Do I need your support?" Liu Qin snorted, as if she was already an international superstar.

Luoyang smiled; Liu Qin hadn't changed, still the same quick-tempered person.

He suddenly remembered something, his heart skipped a beat, and then he asked, "How did the competition go?"

"The competition?"

Liu Qin blinked. "Do you think I had the mood to compete today?"

Luoyang's face turned serious. "You didn't just abandon the competition and come to the hospital, did you?"

"What do you think?"

"Sure enough." Luoyang sighed.

Given Liu Qin's impulsive and reckless character, there was nothing she wouldn't do.

"Big deal, just withdraw from the competition; it's not a big deal." Liu Qin said nonchalantly. She had joined "Next Queen" to become famous. Now that her goal was achieved, Liu Qin had already secured her pass to the entertainment industry. Whether she continued the competition or not, the outcome wouldn't be bad.

Luoyang pondered and said, "I think you should continue the competition. What did the production team say?"

Luoyang was very calm. Since the incident had already happened, the priority should be to find a solution.

Liu Qin waved her phone. "They've called me dozens of times, but I haven't answered any of them."

"Tomorrow, go and talk to the production team. They won't let you withdraw, after all, you're one of their most popular contestants. Just tell them the truth; they should understand."

Luoyang didn't blame Liu Qin much. If he were in her shoes, he would probably have made the same choice.

Liu Qin nodded. "I know. I've been in the competition for so long; I don't plan to withdraw so easily."

"That's good... but since you didn't perform today, who knows what the reporters will write tomorrow." Luoyang didn't believe the reporters would let such a newsworthy event pass.

Liu Qin snorted. "I'm not afraid of them."

The last time the media collectively attacked Liu Qin had left her with a very poor impression of reporters.

"Right, let's not talk about this. Tell me, what's the situation with Yang Mi?" Liu Qin suddenly asked.

Luoyang said, "This world..."

"I know that's not what you mean." Liu Qin looked at Luoyang curiously. "Do you have a thing for her?"

"Stop it." Luoyang waved his hand. "I don't have that idea."

"Alright, I knew you would..." Liu Qin shook her head, a bit regretfully. "I bet that little flower has already developed feelings for you."

"No way." Luoyang didn't believe Yang Mi would like him.

Liu Qin laughed. "You're so naive. You saved her; it would be strange if she didn't have feelings for you."

Luoyang said helplessly, "Does she have to offer herself to whoever saves her in a crisis? Sister, this isn't ancient times or a fantasy world. Don't oversimplify people, okay?"

Liu Qin smiled faintly, extremely confident. "I won't argue with you; I just know women better than you."

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