Quick Transmigration: The Love Rescue Plan

Tang Feige's predicament wasn't a dead end, but Dong Yunbao felt like he was trapped in one.

Tang Feige is indeed not dead, but she has become a vegetable, and it is unknown when she will wake up.

Therefore, Hua Jiangzhe remains the biggest variable between Feng Haochen and Feng Jingwu.

Three years have passed, then another three years. Only three years remain before the gears of fate begin to turn again, and the destinies of Feng Jingwu, Feng Haochen, and Hua Jiangzhe will become intertwined. At that time…

Tang Feige asked Yingying, and she learned that even though Feng Jingwu and Feng Haochen didn't know each other, Feng Haochen's favorability towards Feng Jingwu was already 30.

This is probably the most basic level of affection between the male and female leads.

The favorability rating between myself and Feng Haochen has now reached 60.

Just as Dong Yunbao risked his life to save Tang Feige, Feng Haochen, whose favorability rating had been steadily increasing at 2, 3, or 5 points, suddenly gained 10 points of favorability.

Dong Yunbao felt so tired!

Dong Yunbao said she didn't want to try to woo Feng Haochen!

He's driving people with OCD crazy!

Today, Dong Yunbao went to see Tang Feige again. Tang Feige's condition is good. Although she is in a coma, all her physiological characteristics show that she is in good health.

In other words, Dong Yunbao doesn't need to worry about Tang Feige suddenly kicking the bucket, but...

The situation isn't much better now!

"Yingying, what exactly happened to Tang Feige?"

The soul leaves the body.

"The soul leaves the body?" Dong Yunbao frowned and asked, "Then can't I just find a Taoist priest to bring her soul back?"

In principle, it is possible.

"What does 'in principle' mean?"

In principle, this means that if a highly skilled Taoist priest could be found, Tang Feige could be resurrected.

However... this world is neither a fantasy world of cultivation nor a prosperous ancient era of Taoist magic. Basically, it's very difficult to find someone in this world who can help a soul return to its source.

“Since it’s basically very difficult, then it’s still possible. So…” Dong Yunbao said expectantly, “Yingying, tell me who it is.”

[Host, you have no right to know.]

Dong Yunbao's mind was a bit confused, so he simply sat down on a chair outside the ward.

Since this is not a dead end, there must be a way to break it. So where is it?

Dong Yunbao knew that changing his plans now and directly pursuing Feng Haochen was undoubtedly the simplest way.

After all, Feng Jingwu will not appear in the university section of Fenghua Noble Academy for another three years. The male and female protagonists only have a basic favorability of 30 points, but he and Feng Haochen already have a favorability of 60 points.

Moreover, Dong Yunbao believed that as long as the affection between her and Feng Haochen reached 100, given Feng Haochen's personality, he would not change his mind even if he met Feng Jingwu three years later.

But... Dong Yunbao was not willing to give up.

The initial plan failed at this point, which was very disheartening, as if the previous three years had been wasted. Moreover, Tang Feige wasn't dead; her soul had simply left her body. Because there was still a glimmer of hope, giving up now felt too early.

"There must be a breakthrough. What did I overlook?" Dong Yunbao bit his upper lip, crossed his hands, and rubbed his thumbs together incessantly.

Suddenly, Dong Yunbao was gently nudged, and only then did he come to his senses. When he looked up, he saw Hua Jiangzhe standing in front of him with a bouquet of baby's breath.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought. I've called you several times already." Hua Jiangzhe said, looking towards the floor-to-ceiling window of the ward. "You came to see Fei'er again. Heh~ I haven't had a chance to thank you since that day."

Dong Yunbao sighed with a wry smile: "I couldn't be of much help either."

“If it weren’t for you, Fei’er might not be lying here now. If…” Hua Jiangzhe shook his head and didn’t finish his sentence.

Whether it's if we hadn't gone to Madagascar, or if Ye Yi hadn't slipped, or if I hadn't let go, or if you hadn't gotten tangled in a small tree, whatever the "what ifs" are, they're all too heavy to bear.

Moreover, there are no "what ifs" in this world. The tragedy has already happened, and everyone is feeling terrible, so why bother pursuing that pointless "what if"?

Dong Yunbao wanted to tell Hua Jiangzhe that Tang Feige's soul had simply left her body, but he didn't know how to bring it up.

First, he couldn't explain how he knew Tang Feige's soul had left her body.

Secondly, people believe the theory of a person in a vegetative state more than such a ridiculous claim.

Third, since Yingying said that this matter is not easy to resolve, then even if the Hua family intervenes, it will not be easy to resolve.

"Sister Fei'er will wake up." All the words of comfort seemed pale and ineffective at that moment, and that was all Dong Yunbao could say.

Hua Jiangzhe nodded firmly and replied, "Fei'er will definitely wake up. I will... wait and wait."

Dong Yunbao didn't know how long Hua Jiangzhe would wait so devotedly for Tang Feige; perhaps a lifetime, perhaps...

Dong Yunbao dared not gamble on how attractive the female lead was.

Hua Jiangzhe is indeed affectionate, but he is, after all, a supporting male character.

Summer vacation wasn't over yet, but after this incident, no one was in the mood for gatherings or playing games; everyone stayed at home.

Dong Yunbao stayed at home for several days, but she didn't rest during that time. She kept revising the plot, feeling that she must have overlooked something important.

But the more anxious I get, the more chaotic my thoughts become.

The Feng family, the Hua family, and the Feng family.

The Feng family, the Hua family, the Feng family?

The Feng family, the Hua family, the Feng family!

The Feng family!

Dong Yunbao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if enlightened, and the subplots she had previously overlooked gradually became clear.

The Feng family is a reclusive family, a reclusive family with a thousand-year history!

Hidden family, hidden family!

The Dong family, to which Dong Yunbao belongs, is a branch of the reclusive Dong family.

The ancestor of the Dong family was Dong Zhongshu!

Dong Zhongshu represented Confucianism. Since there were Confucianists in reclusive families, what about Daoists?

If there are true inheritors of Taoism in this world, they must be from reclusive families.

"So this is it! So this is it!" With a snap, Dong Yunbao clasped his hands together and stood up: "Yingying, come out here."

The water-red fluorescence gradually condensed, the peach blossom array slowly solidified, and a tiny figure about three inches long slowly appeared within the array.

Yingying, with her hair tied in two buns with a light yellow ribbon between them, wearing a light yellow silk jacket and a dark red embroidered high-waisted skirt, glanced at Dong Yunbao expressionlessly.

[Host, is something the matter?]

This unpleasant feeling of having one's dreams disturbed... Dong Yunbao thought he was just imagining things.

She's just a system. Does a system need to sleep?

Dong Yunbao had a strange feeling; he felt that Yingying was Yingying, and the matchmaking system was the matchmaking system, but...

This feeling is elusive and vague. It's like you think he's the one who gives you that feeling, but you don't think so either.

This is probably because Dong Yunbao didn't really understand the matchmaking system.

After all, this is only the second task so far.