Chapter 660 - 182: Prelude
Bai Yi looked incredulously at An Le’s phone, only to see that there were no new messages on the chat page with Yan Huan.
"..."
With that glance, Bai Yi realized she had been tricked by An Le,
"You..."
Bai Yi’s face instantly turned red, angrily wanting to settle accounts with An Le.
But when she looked up, she found An Le merely smiling shyly, softly saying to her,
"I was just joking, Bai classmate. But, originally, it was you who invited Xiao Huan, so shouldn’t he contact you first?"
This sentence instantly cooled Bai Yi’s anger, leaving it stuck in her throat.
An Le’s gentle and kind demeanor even made Bai Yi start to doubt herself, wondering if she was overthinking it.
Could it be that she acted unintentionally, not considering these things at all?
While Bai Yi was still pondering, An Le proactively opened Plane and sent a message to Yan Huan,
"Bai classmate, I told Xiao Huan that I’ve met up with you, so he should just come straight to the hospital to find us."
This action completely eliminated Bai Yi’s chance to see whom Yan Huan would message first.
If nothing was done and Yan Huan messaged Bai Yi first, it would go as Bai Yi wished just now.
If he messaged An Le first instead of Bai Yi, Bai Yi would be made a fool, and the atmosphere might become somewhat awkward.
In this way, An Le gave Bai Yi a warning in a joking manner while avoiding making the atmosphere too awkward.
"...Yes...yes, that’s good then."
Bai Yi took a breath, looking at the bashfully smiling An Le, unsure of her intentions, and could only follow the excuse she provided.
Meanwhile, Jiang Xiong, who was driving in the front, glanced at the rear-view mirror, surveying the harmless-looking An Le, uncertain of what was going through his mind.
At this moment, the vehicle happened to drive into the underground garage, and they were about to get out.
...
...
"Bai classmate, will it really be the host?"
The hospital’s inpatient department has a spacious atrium where one can directly see the corridors of the various floors above.
Originally, the atrium was used for patients to engage in activities, but now it had been set up as the venue for this charity performance, with many Golden Lion Entertainment staff bustling around.
An Le sat outside a makeup tent, pondering while watching Bai Yi sitting in front of the mirror inside.
Because whether it was Spencer or Ye Shiyu, they both gave An Le a very dangerous feeling.
But Bai Yi was just the opposite, sometimes making An Le not pay much attention, other times feeling she’s a bit humorous...
In short, she was somewhat out of tune with the other two hosts.
"Ding ding..."
Just as An Le was pondering this, her phone rang, pulling her attention back to reality.
It was a message from Xiao Huan!
"Ah, they seem to have temporarily closed off this area, not allowing outsiders in, I’ll have to go and fetch Xiao Huan..."
An Le stood up, holding her phone, originally planning to notify Bai Yi, but seeing her still busy, An Le decided to fetch Yan Huan first.
"Excuse me, excuse me, equipment coming through!"
Upon exiting the atrium, there was a long, narrow hospital corridor ahead.
At this moment, a large piece of equipment was being wheeled down the corridor.
An Le and a nurse ahead of her instinctively stood against the wall to avoid the equipment, which brushed past the nurse’s body easily.
But when it came to An Le, her prominent chest blocked the equipment quite noticeably.
"..."
The nurse beside turned her head and glanced, only then noticing those sizable objects.
Instantly, the nurse’s eyes went wide, then disbelief crossed her face as she looked up at An Le.
The gaze made An Le shy, so she quickly covered her chest, her face slightly red, turning to glance behind her.
Behind her was a hospital room door opening inward.
Having no choice, An Le pushed the door open to step inside and hide, waiting for the large equipment to pass before coming out again.
"Click~"
"Son... I want to go home..."
"Mom, can you please stop saying things like that?! I beg you! Just hold on a bit longer, once the genetic test results come back, maybe we can use targeted therapy... the doctor said there’s hope..."
As soon as she pushed open the door, a conversation drifted from inside the hospital room.
This room was a single occupancy, and it seemed to have decent conditions.
As soon as she entered, An Le saw an elderly lady lying on the bed, wearing hospital clothes, her face gray, body frail as a stick.
A heavy headscarf covered her bald head, and there was a thick circle of dark circles under her eyes.
The elderly lady turned her head and noticed the intruding An Le, but said nothing.
However, the middle-aged man sitting beside the bed in a suit immediately turned around angrily to look at An Le,
"Who are you, who the hell let you in here?!"
"I... I’m just... sorry... I didn’t mean to..."
An Le quickly waved her hands, apologizing, but the middle-aged man wanted to start swearing. The elderly lady on the bed grabbed his sleeve.
The middle-aged man paused slightly, but the elderly lady motioned for An Le to leave with a wave of her hand.
An Le pursed her lips, nodded in thanks, and as she heard the sound of equipment being moved away outside, she quickly turned to leave.
Before hurriedly closing the door, the conversation from inside continued,
"What kind of madness is this hospital, holding a charity performance here?"
"I heard... from the doctor, it was originally arranged... for the Peaceful Ward... people..."
"They are dying, but we still have to live! Disturbing your rest, I’ll go complain about them later!"