diymy Chapter 106 It's not stupidity I'm afraid of, it's being idiotic.
Chapter 106 It's not stupidity I'm afraid of, it's being idiotic.
When Lin Yuan returned to the living room, Huang Lizhi happened to walk over from the opposite door.
She nervously clutched the hem of her clothes, her eyes darting around, looking as if she had done something wrong.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan looked behind her with some confusion and asked:
"Ye-ji, why are you alone? Where's Ji-eun? Isn't she always the first one to rush over when there's food?"
"Huh? Um... Ieun unnie, she..."
Hwang Ye-ji stammered, twisting his fingers, desperately trying to recall Lee Ji-eun's instructions before she left, "Unnie...she had something very important to do and went out! Yes, that's it, she asked me to tell Oppa."
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, keenly sensing that something was amiss.
What urgent matter could Lee Ji-eun possibly have so early in the morning that she wouldn't even bother to call out to us personally?
But seeing Huang Lizhi's nervous look, he didn't intend to make things difficult for the girl. He simply nodded and said, "Okay, then come wash your hands and eat first."
"Okay!" Huang Lizhi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly slipped into the bathroom.
Soon, the four of them sat around the dining table.
Although there was no meat, the thick and sticky millet porridge paired with refreshing Fuling pickled mustard tuber was delicious.
Even Jiang Huiyuan, who initially disliked the bland taste, was now engrossed in eating, her mouth stuffed full.
Lin Yuan ate his porridge while looking at his phone.
For some reason, his heart had been pounding since earlier, and he felt uneasy about it.
"Ye-ji," Lin Yuan put down his bowl and asked casually, "How was Ji-eun when she left? Did she answer the phone?"
Huang Lizhi had just taken a big gulp of porridge when he heard the question and almost choked.
Huang Lizhi patted his chest, his eyes darting around: "Uh... I think I received a phone call, and then my face turned a little pale. I grabbed my car keys and ran off in a hurry."
Oppa, don't overthink it. Unnie probably just has an urgent matter at the studio.
He looked unwell and hurriedly grabbed his car keys.
Lin Yuan quickly extracted these keywords from his mind.
When it comes to work-related matters, Lee Ji-eun usually shows signs of frustration or fatigue rather than appearing "unwell" or "panicked."
The only people who could stir up such a huge wave in her heart are probably the few closest to her.
Thinking back to the previous situation with Truth, Lin Yuan had a vague guess in his mind.
The reason Lee Ji-eun avoids him is probably because she knows he hates trouble.
That's really true. He's not afraid of idiots, but he's afraid of fools. That's why, even though he thinks Zhenli is a "human peach," he doesn't have any good feelings towards her.
As for family reasons, Lin Yuan could understand.
But as I said before, understanding is one thing, but it's not a reason to commit suicide at the drop of a hat.
Lin Yuan sighed, took out his phone, opened Lee Ji-eun's chat window, tapped a few times on the keyboard, and sent a message:
Drive slowly and safely. Call me if anything happens.
After sending the message, Lin Yuan put away his phone and smiled as he placed a piece of food on Xia Yuan's plate next to him: "Eat more, you've lost weight lately."
"Thank you, young master." Xia Yuan smiled sweetly.
Meanwhile, Hwang Ye-ji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally completed the task assigned by his sister.
As for whether Oppa saw through it or not... that's not her concern. Eating is the priority!
.....
Lee Ji-eun rushed to the hospital in a hurry and saw Park Ji-yeon slumped in a chair at the entrance of the emergency room, her face pale and bloodless.
Upon seeing her arrive, a glimmer of hope appeared in Park Jiyeon's eyes. "Ji-eun, I..."
Lee Ji-eun shook her head, walked over and sat down beside her, patted her back to comfort her, and asked as calmly as possible, "How is Jin-ri? Has the doctor come out?"
"No, Zhenli took a lot of sleeping pills at home. When I went to find her, she was already unconscious, so I called an ambulance and brought her to the hospital."
Park Jiyeon burst into tears as she spoke, blaming herself for not keeping a close eye on Jinri. "It's all my fault. If I had insisted on not letting Jinri move back, maybe she wouldn't have ended up like this."
"No, you did the right thing." Lee Ji-eun put away her phone, took a deep breath, and squeezed Park Ji-yeon's cold hand. "Truth is our friend, and we have to be there for you in times like this."
Just then, the red light above the emergency room went out, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a doctor wearing a mask walked out looking exhausted.
Lee Ji-eun and Park Ji-yeon exchanged a glance and immediately rushed forward nervously.
"Doctor, how is she?" Lee Ji-eun spoke first, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
The doctor removed his mask: "The patient was brought in relatively timely and is now out of danger. He has been transferred to a regular ward for intravenous drips."
Upon hearing the words "out of danger," Park Jiyeon's body went limp, and she leaned directly against Lee Ji-eun. "Thank goodness Jin-ri is alright, God bless her!"
The doctor shook his head, flipped through the medical record in his hand, and said with some heartache, "The patient suffers from severe depression and has also had irregular eating habits for a long time, making him very weak in all aspects."
As her friends, you should try to comfort and support her. If it's convenient, ask her family to come and help take care of her; their company might help.
After saying that, the doctor arranged for a nurse to take Zhenli to the ward, and then turned and left.
After seeing the doctor off, the two went into a private ward.
The ward was so quiet that the only sound was the ticking of the medical equipment.
On the hospital bed, Zhenli lay there quietly, an IV drip attached to the back of her slender hand.
The girl who was usually glamorous on stage was now lying there lifelessly.
Her face was pale, and her cheeks were slightly sunken, making it impossible to see her usual round little face.
Lee Ji-eun had prepared herself mentally before coming, but seeing how Jin-ri had changed so much in just a few months, her heart still clenched.
Park Jiyeon sat down by the bedside, carefully taking Jinri's hand that wasn't receiving an IV drip, tears streaming down her face. "Jinri... Ji-eun's here to see you. You have to wake up soon..."
Lee Ji-eun stood at the foot of the bed, watching this scene, and felt particularly depressed.
Jiyeon privately mentioned that Jinri was unwilling to break up with that scumbag, and her schedule was unpredictable. She was like a madwoman, staying at home with disheveled hair, drinking herself into a stupor.
At this moment, she also understood Lin Yuan's thoughts.
She had previously wanted to ask Lin Yuan why he had no interest in his friends and relatives, and why he didn't even bother to ask them.
Now she understands: Lin Yuan's identity shaped his personality; he was born knowing how to weigh the pros and cons.
In his eyes, everyone and everything has value.
But someone like Zhenli, who doesn't even value her own life, is someone he wouldn't even want to look at; perhaps even a speck of dust is more important to him than her.