Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

When Jun Sui approached the bedside and deliberately coughed lightly, the woman seemed to be suddenly pulled back to reality, and her body trembled slightly.

Immediately, her eyes regained their clarity and shrewdness, as if her previous distraught appearance had been nothing more than an illusion.

At this moment, her eyes were bright and lively, darting around on everyone's faces, completely different from the person who had just been in a daze.

A meaningful smile played on her lips. After her gaze lingered on Jun Sui and Yun Suisi for a moment, she spoke:

"Oh, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for ages."

Jun Sui frowned slightly and asked in confusion:

"You looking for us?"

His voice was low and magnetic, with a subtle hint of vigilance.

The woman gave a soft hum, and said with a half-smile:

"Captain Jun, how have you been?"

I just had a brush with death, and the first thing I thought of when I woke up was you and Mr. Yun. You two really left a deep impression on me.

Her tone carried a hint of teasing, and her voice was clear and pleasant, yet it made people feel uneasy.

Upon hearing her roundabout words, Jun Sui grew even more impatient and said bluntly:

"speak English."

The woman's smile faltered slightly, then returned to normal. She shrugged and said:

"Oh, it's not complicated at all."

All I want right now is to ensure my own safety. In this hospital, I can't trust anyone except the two of you.

I always felt that the doctors, nurses, and people loitering outside were looking at me with ill intent.

Captain Jun, you've been through life and death, so you must understand how I feel right now, seeing enemies everywhere, right?

I'm counting on you and Mr. Yun to lend me a hand and help me get through this difficult time safely.

Upon hearing her words, Jun Sui secretly grumbled to himself:

"ill."

His face, however, remained serious, without any change.

He turned to look at Yun Suisi, his eyes questioning, as if waiting for her opinion.

After all, this woman's request was rather inexplicable. They didn't have much interaction with her, yet she was so dependent on her, which was really suspicious.

Yun Sui stood quietly beside Jun Sui, her thoughts suddenly drifting back to the moment she stepped into the ward.

That scene kept replaying in Yun Suisi's mind, causing him to frown slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, and his voice came out gently and softly:

How are you feeling?

Upon hearing this, the woman's face showed a half-smile, her tone tinged with a hint of teasing:

"Oh, Mr. Yun, are you concerned about me?"

Her gaze swept across Yun Suisi's face, as if trying to discern his true thoughts.

Yun Suisi was slightly taken aback, then his expression became serious and earnest.

He took a small step forward, met the woman's gaze calmly, and said firmly:

"I'm not concerned about you, I'm only concerned about your health."

Each of his words was like a pebble, landing heavily on the ground, without the slightest ambiguity or hesitation.

The woman's expression changed slightly upon hearing this.

That ambiguous smile froze instantly, replaced by a hint of surprise.

But she quickly composed herself, concealing her surprise and putting on that enigmatic smile again.

The woman's hand quietly rested on the edge of the hospital bed.

Her slender fingers trembled slightly as she unconsciously stroked the folds of the sheets, as if seeking solace from the subtle touch.

Her fingernails scraped lightly against the fabric, making an almost inaudible rustling sound; each movement seemed so mechanical and helpless.

Yun Suisi's gaze was fixed on the woman's unconscious hand movements, and he said in a calm tone:

"You see, your body and you are different."

I was just concerned about her.

His gaze was focused and calm, as if he were dissecting a medical sample, without the slightest ripple of personal emotion.

As if a sensitive nerve had been touched, the woman slowly exhaled a long breath.

The breath escaped from her slightly parted lips, carrying a hint of resentment and desolation.

Her lips moved slightly as she murmured:

"Never mind, it's pointless."

The woman slowly turned her head away, a few strands of hair slipping down her cheek, but she didn't bother to fix them.

Her gaze fell on the pristine yet somewhat cold walls of the ward, and she said in a slightly indifferent voice:

"Don't worry, I'm in good health and have no discomfort."

Yun Suisi narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing the woman's expression and subtle movements to make sure she wasn't lying.

He then nodded in understanding and responded briefly:

"it is good."

The woman seemed dissatisfied with Yun Suisi's answer. She turned her head, her eyes filled with doubt and inquiry, and asked again:

"Who are you, and why are you so concerned?"

Yun Suisi's face remained completely expressionless; his eyes were calm as still water, and he spoke in a nonchalant tone:

"you do not need to know."

His hands hung naturally at his sides, and he exuded an aura that commanded respect.

Upon hearing this answer, the woman was taken aback at first, then a helpless, bitter smile appeared on her lips, and she said softly:

"…Fine."

A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and she leaned back slightly on the pillow, as if the conversation had exhausted her.

The woman's curiosity and resentment grew wildly like weeds. She bit her lower lip, still unwilling to give up, and pressed on:

"One last question, how did you figure that out? We look so alike."

Yun Suisi's face remained completely expressionless as he spoke in a calm tone:

“You are different, not at all.”

There are differences, whether in subtle expressions or unintentional gestures.

No matter what happens, she would never talk to me like that.

Never.

The others nearby stared blankly as Yun Suisi and the woman talked back and forth.

Jun Li Que crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head slightly, and watched this scene thoughtfully.

A subtle and somewhat awkward atmosphere permeated the entire ward, broken only by the occasional chirping of birds outside the window.

Gu Yichen was immersed in the subtle atmosphere created by the conversation between Yun Suisi and the woman.

Surprised, he unconsciously swung his arm slightly, and his elbow struck Jun Li Que beside him squarely.

He snapped back to his senses, a hint of annoyance and apology flashing across his face, and hurriedly said:

"Li Que, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jun Lique seemed not to hear, simply standing there blankly, staring vacantly ahead.

A moment later, Jun Lique seemed to be struck by a powerful force that touched the softest corner of his heart, and his eyes quickly filled with tears.

Immediately afterwards, tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably, like beads from a broken string.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, but he was powerless to do so.

Everyone was taken aback by this sudden turn of events and turned their gazes toward Jun Li Que.

Jun Sui frowned, his face full of concern, and walked towards Jun Li Que, asking softly:

"Li Que, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jun Li Que did not respond, but silently shed tears, his sorrowful expression as if he were lost in endless memories and pain.

Yun Suisi also came over, carefully observing Jun Lique's state, his heart filled with doubt and worry.

Amidst the surprised and concerned gazes and reactions of those around him, Jun Lique seemed to gradually awaken from a dream.

His fingers trembled slightly at first, and then slowly, as if touching something taboo, he touched the wet tear stains on his cheek.

As that cool, damp sensation spread from his fingertips, disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he inwardly gasped:

"She cried?!"