Xi Zhimo Eavesdropping on the Conversation

Ye Si took a taxi to the hospital. She looked out of the car window quietly and fell into deep thought.

Wang Qingyu was an orphan, and she was only able to get into Empire Capital University because of her excellent results. With such a background, what kind of person could possibly be her backer?

Ye Si frowned slightly. If it weren't for the fact that she had too little spiritual energy in her body and could only deploy the Oracular Skill in a limited capacity, she would have been able to figure out the background of the person supporting Wang Qingyu behind the scene.

However, she could only know so much through the Oracular Skill now. So, she had to go to the hospital to have a look at Wang Qingyu's face. Only then would she be able to get more information.

The taxi arrived at the entrance of the hospital. Ye Si got out of the car and left. The driver turned his head and called out, "Hey, little girl, you haven't paid yet!"

Ye Si hurriedly turned back and said in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry, Mister. I forgot."

She put her phone into the taxi and scanned the QR code, making a payment of fifteen dollars. "I'm truly very sorry."

The driver saw that the pretty and vibrant young lady was very sincere and took out eight dollars in change from the drawer and handed it to her. "It's fine. The fare is not so much. Keep this change."

Ye Si smiled slightly. "It's okay. You've worked hard."

She waved her hand and walked off backward. A globally limited edition Maybach luxury car just happened to drive into the hospital's car park behind her.

In the hospital, Song Chengfeng's head was wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, and a steel plate was mounted on his left calf. He was swaying back and forth at the front desk until the nurse at the front desk couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Young man, do you need something?"

Song Chengfeng nodded frantically. "No, I'm fine."

The nurse's face clouded over. "Are you okay or not? If you don't need anything, go back to your bed and lie down. You've been swaying here for almost an hour."

"Miss, can you help me check if there's a patient named Wang Qingyu in the hospital?" Song Chengfeng asked with a frown.

"I'm sorry, but we can't disclose other patients' private information."

Song Chengfeng looked troubled. "This isn't really considered private information. We happened to meet with an accident on the same day. I'm just a little worried about her."

The nurse understood immediately. "Oh? She's your girlfriend?"

Song Chengfeng nodded very reluctantly. "Miss, look at you. You are so pretty. You must really like helping people a lot. Can you help me check which ward she is in? I want to pay her a visit."

"Alright, let me take a look." After a while, the nurse said, "There's indeed a Wang Qingyu, and she's in the VIP special ward on the eighth floor."

Song Chengfeng left after thanking her. Behind him, the nurses' voices could be heard talking about him. "Men these days are really outrageous. This guy doesn't even know which ward his girlfriend is in even though she had a miscarriage."

When Song Chengfeng heard this, he limped off even more hurriedly on his crutches.

He took the elevator and went up directly to the 8th floor. When he arrived at the entrance of the VIP ward, he secretly peeked through the window and saw Wang Qingyu using a mirror to put on makeup, making herself out to be a miserable, sickly beauty.

In front of the mirror, Wang Qingyu mumbled to herself, and then the corner of her mouth curled up into an eerie arc. That smile scared Song Chengfeng so much that he shuddered.

Should he go in and ask?

After some hesitation, he hid in the stairwell again.

Just as he had made up his mind to look for Wang Qingyu and ask about the unborn child's situation, he saw Ye Si coming up the stairs. For a moment, all his questions were cast to the back of his mind. He said excitedly, "School Belle Ye, what are you doing here? Are you here to visit me? I really have to thank you for your help in this matter. I heard from my mom that a girl named Ye Si called the emergency number for me. I didn't expect you were really the one."

Song Chengfeng's voice sounded a little excited. Xi Zhimo, who had just gotten off the elevator and passed by the corridor, heard the two words "Ye Si," and his gleaming crocodile leather shoes paused involuntarily.

"Mu Feng, go downstairs and get a cup of coffee," he ordered with a slight turn of his head.

"Mr. Xi, didn't you just drink coffee before you left?"

The man stopped in his tracks and put one hand in his pocket. Before Mu Feng received the death stare, he rushed out like a tornado. "I'll go get it now!"