“All indicators are normal. Congratulations, Miss Hui Jin. You can be discharged in a couple of days.”
The nurse finished saying this while holding a tablet and smiled at Hui Jin.
“Okay, thank you for your hard work.”
Hui Jin nodded politely at the nurse.
After she left and closed the door, Hui Jin picked up her phone.
Two text messages lay quietly in the sent record.
One was a safety confirmation text sent by Ye Qianqiu to Ye Xiao Chi, which Ye Xiao Chi had read but not replied to.
The other was a scheduled text sent by Ye Qianqiu to Xia Che, used to indirectly confirm that Hui Jin and Ye Qianqiu were actually two different people.
Judging from Xia Che’s barely concealed shocked expression, the effect seemed quite good.
Hui Jin curled her lips into a smile.
‘At this rate, that kid Xia Che should give up, right?’
She put down her phone and slowly slid her body down the pillow into the blanket, then curled herself into a small ball.
Being wrapped in the blanket made her feel very secure.
The soft texture of the blanket also made the girl rub her cheek against it, burying her small nose deeper.
A pleasant scent of sunshine came rolling in—
This was thanks to the nurse who took meticulous care of her.
Becoming a magical girl…
Actually, it seemed pretty good?
A smile played at the corners of Hui Jin’s lips.
After not having to go to work for many days, not only had her mood improved, but her complexion and energy had also visibly recovered.
Three days had passed since she woke up.
During this time, Ye Xiao Chi and Xia Che visited every day.
The magical girl named Jie Geng, who seemed to be Xia Che’s cousin, had also come once to express her thanks.
Last night, she had transformed back into Ye Qianqiu and returned home to make an appearance, but Ye Xiao Chi didn’t seem to be home.
Since Hui Jin was still hospitalized, she couldn’t maintain Ye Qianqiu’s identity for too long.
Helpless, she had to return to the hospital at ten in the evening, and by then Xiao Chi still hadn’t come home.
If Ye Xiao Chi didn’t come to the hospital every day, she would really worry that something had happened to Xiao Chi.
But after all, Xiao Chi was a somewhat popular magical girl with school and work, so coming home late was normal.
Thinking of this, Hui Jin relaxed again.
She still didn’t know how “Ye Qianqiu” should face Ye Xiao Chi.
Ye Xiao Chi probably hated him to the core.
Perhaps the two of them not meeting was a good thing.
Lying in the hospital bed was both boring and leisurely.
Thinking about one thing after another, she gradually felt drowsy, and her eyelids began to droop.
But at that moment, a rustling sound came from outside the door, waking her up a bit.
The girl pricked up her ears:
“Are you sure this is the place?”
The speaker was a male voice, sounding around thirty-something.
“Yeah, yeah. The informant’s information is definitely accurate. Brother Li, trust me!”
Another voice sounded younger.
After those two sentences, it suddenly became quiet outside.
Just as Hui Jin was puzzled and hesitated about whether to open the door and check, the door was quietly pulled open a crack.
Two pairs of eyes appeared horizontally in the crack, meeting the six eyes of a bewildered Hui Jin.
Those two pairs of eyes instantly retracted.
“…What do we do, Brother Li? It seems we’ve been spotted!”
The younger voice was clearly trying to suppress his volume.
‘But you left the door open. I can hear you loud and clear, you know?’
“Don’t panic! What are you afraid of? Watch how your Brother Li handles it!”
Another rustling sound.
Hui Jin could almost imagine them fumbling around.
After a while, the door was pulled open.
A middle-aged man in a worn-out suit, accompanied by a young man carrying a camera and wearing a down jacket, strode in quickly.
“Hello, are you Miss Hui Jin?”
Without waiting for her reply, the middle-aged man introduced himself, “My name is Li Jianming. This is my cameraman, Xiao Lin.”
He took a tattered business card from his chest and showed it to Hui Jin:
“We are reporters from the Clarion Weekly. Could we trouble you for a moment of your time? We’d like to ask a few simple questions.”
Looking at the man with a fawning smile, Hui Jin slightly frowned:
“The Clarion Weekly? That news outlet that makes a living by slandering and hyping up superheroes for black traffic?”
Li Jianming continued smiling without directly answering her.
Instead, he pointed to the camera beside him:
“Please watch your words, Miss Hui Jin. We are currently recording.”
“Recording without the hero’s consent… You’re at least a big media outlet. Aren’t you afraid the Dispatch Bureau will sue you?” Hui Jin noticed the red light blinking above the camera lens and tightened her grip on the edge of the blanket. “Stop recording immediately, Mr. Li, or I will take legal action to protect my interests.”
Li Jianming seemed completely unconcerned by her warning.
He pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down, then thrust the microphone towards Hui Jin’s mouth:
“There are rumors online that the magical girl Sakura Blizzard is not as strong as you. What do you think about that?”
Hui Jin stared at the man with his fake smile and chose to remain silent.
At times like this, any single word she said would be twisted.
“Does staying silent imply agreement? Or do you think Sakura Blizzard is slightly inferior to you, but you’re not comfortable saying so out of professional courtesy?”
“Tch…” Hui Jin clicked her tongue in displeasure.
This guy had put her in a terrible mood.
Her little hand clenched into a fist under the blanket.
The murderous intent she hadn’t felt in a long time surged in her heart again.
But Li Jianming continued to test the limits relentlessly:
“Miss Hui Jin showed a rather bad attitude when the reporter mentioned Sakura Blizzard. Does this mean the two of you actually have a very poor relationship privately?”
Hui Jin pursed her lips, slowly closed her eyes, and then let out a soft sigh:
“Ha…”
This was why she didn’t want to become an official magical girl…
So many troublesome things.
Not only did she have to deal with difficult monsters, but she also had to maintain her public image.
Hui Jin opened her eyes and swept her gaze over the talkative middle-aged man in front of her.
The fact that he could interview here without restraint was probably due to some legal loophole.
He was nothing more than a social parasite who would do anything for a story.
“If only you were monsters…”
Hui Jin said softly.
“And some people say—huh?”
Li Jianming said in confusion.
“Excuse me, what did you just say?”
“I said…”
Night was about to fall on Rain City.
Only the last trace of evening glow remained in the sky, like a scar carved into the sky’s spine, but soon the night would swallow it.
The winter wind blew in through a crack in the window, stirring the girl’s gray hair.
Her deep red eyes seemed to contain a bottomless well that could swallow a person.
Hui Jin’s tone was casual, as if she were just mentioning something trivial:
“If only you were monsters… Then I could kill you.”
“Crush your skulls, burst your hearts, tear off your limbs… Something like that?”
The girl’s white fingers gestured on the blanket, revealing a cruel smile.
Hui Jin wasn’t sure how much truth was in her words.
She only knew she was in a bad mood, so she said it.
For an adult, this was the most irrational and absurd behavior.
But she didn’t care.
Joining the Dispatch Bureau didn’t mean she had to carefully manage her hero-plus-idol identity.
As long as she could kill monsters and protect Xiao Chi, that was enough.
She didn’t care what others thought of her.
So she would say whatever she wanted.
Looking at the pale faces of the two men in front of her, Hui Jin actually felt a bit pleased.
“Alright, have you asked enough?”
Hui Jin waved them off and curled back into the blanket.
“If you don’t want to die, then get lost. I’ll give you five seconds to disappear from my sight.”
The two immediately stood up and shuffled tremblingly towards the door.
But at that moment, the door was pulled open, and a handsome, tall young man walked in.
“Oh, am I interrupting something?”
Xia Che smiled and scratched his head.