Chapter 23: I Will Thank You

So naturally it had to be avoided; meanwhile, there was a balcony ahead. If he failed to brake in time, it would be dangerous. It wasn't low at all; falling down would at least break arms and legs, making peace impossible.

Damn, what to do? If only I had analyzed the feasibility of running this long corridor earlier, but... it seems hard to predict someone would be here anyway, and moreover, a girl. This really hinders things. No need to take back the words, but I must add one: liking girls who appear suddenly is not cute at all; I hate it the most.

Now, it seems only the tool in my hand can be relied upon. I hope you won't disappoint me.

The black plastic bag was casually tossed aside along with the pillow through the gap, while the long mat was held by Yi Zhen from a different angle. He quickly sidestepped to avoid the girl, and his body, carried by momentum, rushed toward the side wall.

He quickly unfurled the mat, facing the clean side toward himself as a not-so-effective buffer.

'Bang!' With a sound, his thin frame made intimate contact with the wall through the mat. His face showed a pained expression; obviously, such a small buffer had little effect on him, even carrying the risk of increased injury. Everything was a gamble, and it seemed he had lost the bet...

"You, are you okay?"

At this moment, a thin voice came from beside him, containing urgency, helplessness, and mostly fear. All of this could be seen from her expression; obviously, it was her first time encountering such a situation, and she didn't know how to solve it.

"Hand, phone!"

Yi Zhen didn't need to think to know who to rely on, but his arm was dislocated from the impact, making movement difficult. His forehead was covered in blood, looking like a major car accident scene. He didn't know how long his already thin body, which stored little blood, would last...

"Ah! You, you want the phone for what? How about, how about I go call someone for you?"

The girl vaguely understood what Yi Zhen needed, but she was very confused. Shouldn't someone be called now? Why the phone? Could it be?!

Ew! So, so resilient, trying to delete the record before fainting. Should I satisfy him, or call someone quickly now? So conflicted...

No, no, I should still call Xiaoting. I don't know if she is nearby; I'm so anxious.

"Hand, phone!"

Yi Zhen slumped down, ignoring the mat falling on him. He stretched out his trembling hand and tried to pull the phone from his pocket. As long as the video played, he would be fine.

Although his head was dizzy from the impact and his hands hurt terribly, his consciousness never forgot that ability. If he could do it faster, he could eliminate it too.

He wanted the girl's help, but the first request only got a question about whether to call someone for assistance. His heart was so anxious that he had no choice but to prepare to do it himself. Women were ultimately unreliable. If Lulu were here, her obedience would be exactly what he needed now.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't rush. I'm calling someone now. She should be here very soon. Uh... what's that smell?"

The girl, who had been quite far away before, could only smell a faint odor then and didn't pay attention. But as she slowly approached, she also enjoyed the same treatment as Zhenlin and the others. She covered her nose with disgust and silently stepped back a few paces, chilling Yi Zhen's heart, whose vision was already somewhat blurred.

Although his eyes were blurred, he could still perceive the retreating steps. It seems, after all, I entrusted myself wrongly. Hurry up and take it, play the video quickly, play it a few times then turn it off,

then pack up and leave. Women, obstacles blocking the way.

Since smelling that strange odor, the girl had no intention of getting closer. She stood quietly behind the door, took out her phone. The call inside was already connected, but she didn't turn on the speakerphone, so no sound was heard.

Girl: "Hello!"

Xiaoting: "Hello, what's wrong, Rongrong? You called but there was no sound. I thought something happened to you."

Rongrong: "Actually, nothing much. Where are you now? At school?"

Xiaoting: "In the dorm. Did something happen?"

Rongrong: "Then are you free to come down? I have, um... a guy here. He hit that wall and is sitting there, unable to move. I don't know what's wrong."

Xiaoting: "Huh? What? Hit a wall? Who is that stupid? Did he break up and can't take it? Stay away, so he doesn't do something to you out of despair."

Rongrong: "I'm fine, just a bit shocked. Should we really just ignore him?"

Xiaoting: "Yes, let's go. Those who break up and can't take it are very crazy. You'd better leave quickly."

Rongrong: "Okay, good, I'm leaving. Thanks, Tingbao. Love you~"

Xiaoting: "Love you too~ Hurry back, hurry back. There's a new drama today, let's binge-watch it together."

Rongrong: "Okay, okay, I'll be back soon!"

Rongrong just kept chatting with Xiaoting, temporarily forgetting to leave.

Suddenly, a faint video sound rang out in this quiet space.

"Hello, what would you like to ask?"

"Medical treatment questions."

"Hmm?"

Rongrong also heard this video sound. Why did it sound more and more wrong? And the sound was coming from behind, right?

She had just been standing behind a closed, half-open door with her back turned. Not only could she not smell the odor, but she had also forgotten Yi Zhen. Now hearing the sound, she turned around in confusion to find the source, and coincidentally bumped right into Yi Zhen, who could barely move.

"Ah! You, you, you! You couldn't move, and you were stuttering too. How, how are you standing up now, and, and..."

Rongrong was completely incoherent. How could someone who looked so miserable just now suddenly become lively like a return of vitality? Was this moral collapse, or did science lose its basis?

"Thank you for your failure to save a life. I will thank you properly."

Yi Zhen said no more nonsense. He simply bowed, turned off his phone, and since the matter was over, he clapped his hands and prepared to leave. As for how to thank her, that depended on his ruthlessness. Anyway, he had no good method right now; maybe he would think of one later.

"Hey, how did I fail to save a life? I was calling someone. If you don't appreciate it, then forget it."

Rongrong now felt much more confident. You say a normal person, who would want to run so fast in a teaching building? Don't they know the balcony is low and easy to fly out? How dangerous is that? Besides, I did call someone; it's just she didn't come. That's not my fault. I did call for help, and this point cannot be allowed to be denied by him casually.

"If holding a phone and laughing constantly counts as calling for help, perhaps my surroundings would be full of people, but they aren't. I won't argue with you. A foolish person is hard to communicate with."

For the first time in his life, Yi Zhen was so angry. This woman suddenly bursting out was bad enough, but the key was her failure to save a life, ignoring the request for the phone, and then, after he struggled to get up, he witnessed a scene that made his blood boil.

However, after some thought, he still didn't act. Because that would be useless; besides causing some physical harm, it would also bring public pressure on himself. There would be no benefit at all.

It would be better to figure out how to punish her later. Now, he should tidy up and leave. Anyway, her face is already imprinted; it can't be forgotten. He definitely hates her, but it's not enough to ruin his own future.

As for why no foul-smelling substance came out during this treatment, it was obvious that it had basically been drained. It was just unknown if such situations would occur later, so Yi Zhen decided to prepare more clothes in the future. That way, he would be prepared, wouldn't he?

"You, you, you! Just you wait. If you have the guts, tell me your class and name. I'll teach you a lesson!"