After the divorce, the aloof female CEO was filled with regret.

I quickly remembered that she was the girl who had picked me up on the road yesterday. "Meng Ziyin?"

She seemed surprised that I remembered her name, and she smiled brightly: "You actually remember my name? I just happened to see you faint, so I brought you to the hospital."

I remembered what happened before I fainted and was sincerely grateful to her: "How much did you spend? I'll transfer it to you directly. Thank you so much for today!"

She didn't refuse me, but she vaguely gave me a number. I knew it couldn't be just that little bit of money, so I asked her for the bill and transferred an extra thousand yuan to her.

Consider this a thank-you gift.

After seeing the transfer record, she was even more embarrassed to accept the payment. I said some nice things to her, and only then did she feel at ease accepting the money.

“Mr. Ye, I think you have a stomach problem. Why don’t you get a thorough check-up?” Meng Ziyin kindly reminded him.

I looked down and touched my stomach; it was indeed still a little sore.

I died of stomach cancer in my past life, and I never want to experience that kind of suffering again in this life, so I agreed.

At that moment, a male doctor entered the ward carrying medicine.

I was stunned. It was Chen Yiran!

I hardly ever met him in my past life, but we are destined to meet in this life, having met several times.

"How are you feeling now? Is your stomach still upset?" Chen Yiran asked as she placed the medicine on the bedside table.

I snapped out of my thoughts, looked at him, and answered seriously, "Much better."

Chen Yiran pressed my stomach and asked how much pain I was in. His eyes were lowered, concealing the sharpness and aloofness in them. His mask had slipped down a little.

Meng Ziyin stepped forward and helped him put on his mask, their behavior quite intimate.

?

Wait, that's strange. I suddenly remembered that Chen Yiran has a girlfriend now. Could it be this one in front of me...?

"Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Seeing that I had seen through them, they both became a little shy. Chen Yiran's ears turned slightly red, and he admitted it.

"We went to the same university and have been together for two years."

I am truly envious and genuinely praise them, saying, "They are a match made in heaven, a perfect couple."

But it's also genuine pity. The more loving and affectionate this young couple is now, the more tragic it will be once Jiang Yuwei gets involved...

However, I clearly had no connection with Chen Yiran in my past life, and I had no connection with Chen Yiran's girlfriend either. I didn't even know her name.

But after being reborn, I unexpectedly ended up with them all, and we even got along quite well...

Chen Yiran no longer had her usual aloof demeanor; her ears were completely red.

Meng Ziyin suddenly said, "Oh right, he's the original artist I told you about, the one I almost bumped into yesterday. He's a really nice guy and didn't hold me responsible at all."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yiran looked at me carefully and asked with some surprise, "Are you the patient who was scalded in the washroom the other day?"

He then carefully examined my hands, his expression both serious and gentle.

"The recovery is going well, thanks to the timely intervention at the time."

No wonder Jiang Yuwei likes him; even I have developed a bit of a liking for such a gentle man.

I lowered my head and smiled wryly, "Okay, thank you, doctor."

After chatting briefly, I obediently paid the fees and went for the checkup. Actually, I know very well that I haven't reached the stage of stomach cancer yet, and that I got stomach cancer entirely of my own making.

I cooked for Jiang Yuwei, but she wouldn't come home for meals, so I would sulk and not eat either. My meals were irregular, and I was always angry. When I had stomach pain, I would just take medicine to get rid of it and never take it seriously. Gradually, it developed into stomach cancer.

As long as I don't do anything reckless, stay happy, and eat on time, there shouldn't be any major problems in my life.

Some of the test results came back quickly. I went back to my ward to show them to Chen Yiran. Meng Ziyin probably noticed that my mouth was dry, so she poured me a cup of hot water.

My eyes were also on the report when, unexpectedly, Meng Ziyin gave me a cup of hot water. The cup was scalding hot, and I reflexively let go, spilling all the hot water onto Chen Yiran's hand.

He subconsciously trembled his hand, and the inspection form fell to the ground with a thud.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" My heart tightened, and I quickly grabbed his arm, trying to take him to rinse with cold water.

Before I could even touch his arm, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and was pushed away by a strong force.

Caught off guard, I fell heavily to the ground. My right hand instinctively braced itself on the ground, and a sharp pain shot through me instantly, causing me to hiss in pain.

I looked up and saw Jiang Yuwei, dressed elegantly, holding Chen Yiran's hand and hurrying towards the restroom. I was immediately stunned.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, along with her anxious and concerned voice.

"How are you? Does it hurt?"

Chen Yiran shook his head and calmly replied, "Much better."

The bathroom glass was slightly transparent, making it difficult to see clearly, but I could see intersecting figures and hear her anxious and tense voice, which I had never heard before.

I sighed, switched hands, and pushed myself up from the ground.

Meng Ziyin was also somewhat stunned, and quickly helped me up: "Mr. Ye, how are you?"

I lowered my eyes. "It's nothing."

I twisted my wrist, it hurts a little, but it's nothing serious.

The people in the restroom heard us talking, and the next second, Jiang Yuwei came out of the restroom and looked at me.

She was also somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting that the person she had just pushed away was me. Then her gaze shifted downwards and landed on Meng Ziyin's arm that was supporting me, and her face instantly darkened.

Meng Ziyin glared at Jiang Yuwei with a grim expression. "Who are you? Why did you push someone? And why were you holding Chen Yiran's hand?"

At this moment, Chen Yiran stepped forward, stood next to Meng Ziyin, and explained in a low voice, "This is President Jiang, who sponsored me. You were too harsh with your words."

After saying that, he looked at me apologetically and asked, "Are you alright?"

I raised an eyebrow slightly. So it was Jiang Yuwei who sponsored him. No wonder her feelings for Chen Yiran have always been a bit strange.

"I'm fine," I quickly shook my head.

Meng Ziyin's anger subsided a bit, she pouted but was still dissatisfied, "You can't push people, especially since she grabbed your hand."

The more he talked, the more sarcastic his words became.

Jiang Yuwei's face turned even uglier for some reason. She snorted coldly and said, "What's the use of just talking? His hand is injured. As his girlfriend, why don't you take him to get some medicine?"

Despite her dissatisfaction, Meng Ziyin felt sorry for Chen Yiran and quickly took him back to her office to apply medicine.

Soon, only Jiang Yuwei and I were left in the ward.

There was deathly silence in the ward.

"Ye Qiu, are you satisfied now?"

I rubbed my still throbbing wrist, looking at her furious expression with a bewildered expression, "What should I be satisfied with?"