Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Ni Qing pushed him away without hesitation. Meeting his puzzled look, she said calmly, "You are an artist. Under no circumstances should you hug or kiss a member of the opposite sex. Be mindful of boundaries."

Wei Juan nodded knowingly, then began coughing violently again.

Although Ni Qing spoke decisively, she still kept an eye on him out of the corner of her eye.

Don't cough yourself to death! Does coughing yourself to death count as mission failure?!

He coughed for over ten minutes, showing no signs of stopping. Ni Qing finally spoke up: "Aren't you going to take some medicine?"

Wei Juan looked at her in confusion: "Didn't you say that all medicines have some toxicity and are bad for your health?"

Wow! Was the original owner of this body really this twisted?

Ni Qing: "...Shut up and eat."

She won't even let me take my medicine. Is it because she hates me or for some other reason? But Wei Juan is such a fool; if she can't take it, she won't.

Wei Juan looked at her strangely, and finally said with a complicated expression, "Xiao Tang bought medicine, but you threw it in the trash can, so there's no medicine to take."

Xiaotang is his assistant, a girl who just graduated from university.

Ni Qing snorted coldly, "Can't I just go buy medicine if I don't have any?" With that, she stood up, grabbed her purse and phone, and prepared to go buy medicine. Her sprained ankle was still throbbing, and she had her back to Wei Juan.

Her back view was alluring and aloof, but in reality she was baring her teeth and making a face.

Wei Juan didn't stop her, watching her leave thoughtfully. His cough subsided, and he slowly stood up, walked to the bedside table, and opened a drawer containing various kinds of medicine.

It had everything you needed, and there was even a sticky note from Xiaotang: "Brother Wei, you must take care of yourself! Otherwise I'll go crazy. Don't pay attention to that disgusting woman."

He lowered his eyelids, took out a lighter, and expressionlessly pulled out a sticky note. With a snap, a cluster of blue flames appeared, burning the sticky note to ashes.

Then he took out a trash bag, put all the medicine in it, and carelessly threw it into the bathroom trash can.

After doing all this, he finally relaxed and lay down on the sofa where Ni Qing had just slept, letting out a sigh.

In a daze, the door was finally opened again.

Ni Qing was damp with sweat, carrying a plastic bag from the pharmacy filled with a dazzling array of medicines. She didn't know what kind of cough Wei Juan had, so she bought extra, just in case.

She tossed the medicine onto the coffee table without waking him immediately. Although there was no one else in the house, Wei Juan still wanted to check if the man from before was still there.

Carpets weren't in every corner, so to avoid alerting the enemy, she took off her high heels and walked barefoot on the ground, her eyes darting around warily.

There was indeed no trace of anyone else, and she looked suspiciously towards the bathroom at the back.

Then I tiptoed inside. The bathroom was huge, with very little room to hide; it was completely open, and there was no one there.

She seemed lost in thought, turned to leave, and suddenly caught sight of the trash can.

It contained a large quantity of medications: cough medicine, cold medicine, fever medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, and even glucose. All were fresh and not expired.

Wei Juan said the medicine had been thrown away, so how did it end up in the trash can in the inner room?

Ni Qing fell into self-doubt, but still decided to remain calm, washed her hands, and prepared to go out.

Someone was standing at the door at some point.

He was deathly pale, his lips white, and his constant cough and poor sleep made him appear particularly fierce with his single eyelids. He stared at her expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"

Ni Qing rolled her eyes with ease: "Just touch up your makeup! Don't you have medicine at home?" What a clever move to turn the tables! She didn't believe Wei Juan could react in time.

The young man was indeed fooled and said aggrievedly, "You also used the excuse of touching up your makeup to throw the medicine into the trash can. Because I rarely rest, I didn't have time to throw it away."

Ni Qing's eyes flickered slightly. What? She threw it?

She knew she was in the wrong, so she decided to brush it off for now: "Are you alright? I'm leaving now, remember to take your medicine." With that, she left without hesitation.

She has now gotten used to following the plot and subconsciously wants to act according to the character's personality.

A lazy reply came from behind: "Mm."

She wanted to investigate who was around Wei Juan, and it seemed that Xiao Tang had been mentioned earlier.

Before they could even get much done, System 103 issued an urgent, piercing alarm: "Warning! The male protagonist is dead! The male protagonist is dead! The world is about to restart, please prepare."

Ni Qing looked like a bewildered child: "It's nothing! It's dead?"

The killer acted so quickly? She didn't even notice a single clue; she was dead the moment she left.

103 did not respond, repeatedly issuing an alarm: "The Punishment World is about to restart. Please prepare for the restart countdown. Five, four, three—"

The countdown ended, and Ni Qing stood on the street once again. Her soul was slightly depleted, but she didn't feel any obvious discomfort.

This time she was near the front, with a cigarette between her fingers, the smoke billowing out and sparkling red.

She crouched down, soaked the cigarette in the rainwater, and then threw it in the trash can. Before she could even go buy some chewing gum, the phone rang again.

She answered the phone decisively: "Coming right away."

Then he hung up the phone.

Wei Juan on the other side: "..." Huh? What happened?

This time she acted extremely quickly, immediately taking a taxi to where the young man was. Ni Qing was prepared, having bought a fruit knife for self-defense.

As soon as the door opened, it stabbed to the side.

Suddenly, light shone through. The fruit knife had pierced the switch, leaving a deep mark. The man who should have been at the door was nowhere to be seen.

Ni Qing: "..." Interesting.

Wei Juan came out of the bedroom, looking sickly, thin, and pitiful: "Sister? What... are you doing with a knife?"

Ni Qing looked up at him: "Besides you, is there anyone else in the room?"

The young man shook his head: "I'm the only one in the house."

She put away the knife, casually said "Oh," then picked up her bag and went into the bathroom: "Just touching up my makeup."

The mirrors inside are spacious, clean, and bright.

There was nothing in the trash can.

Ni Qing withdrew her gaze, looked at her lips with satisfaction, then put away her lipstick and walked out. Wei Juan was still coughing. When he saw her come out, his eyes lit up, but he was interrupted before he could speak.

"Stop coughing, I'll go buy you some medicine."

He opened his mouth: "Didn't you forbid me from taking medicine? You said all medicine has side effects—"

"Shut up and eat."

It was exactly the same as the first time.

Wei Juan: "..." I feel like so many things were omitted today.

Half an hour later, Ni Qing returned with the medicine. She carried a dazzling array of medicines and tossed them onto the coffee table: "I'll stay here with you. Take your medicine first."

The young man curved his bloodless lips into a smile: "Okay."