Chapter 135: Volume 1_Chapter 135  The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (2)

Volume 1_Chapter 135  The Movie Emperor Who Turned Into a Cat (2)

Jiang Zhi, who had spent the night sitting on a bench, was woken up.

It was the doctor from last night, who said, "The cat hasn't yet passed the critical period, but don't worry—we'll take good care of it. You should go rest first."

Jiang Zhi rubbed her sore limbs and gave him her phone number, saying, "If anything happens, call me; I'll come over this afternoon."

The doctor acknowledged.

Jiang Zhi ate breakfast nearby, then returned alone to her residence.

Just as the original owner's memory recalled, the whole place was small and cramped, but still livable.

Jiang Zhi took a shower, lay down on the icy bed, and involuntarily shivered.

Unable to bear it, she filled two mineral water bottles with hot water and placed them in the blanket.

Her feet, turned to ice, touched the warm blanket, and Jiang Zhi curled up comfortably.

"Wuuu, Brother Seven, once I make money I'll definitely turn on the heater every day, buy an electric blanket, a hot water bottle, and a down jacket!"

777 felt sorry for her, saying, "You can definitely do it! Host."

After she spoke, there was no response—turns out Jiang Zhi had fallen asleep as soon as she finished speaking.

She slept until afternoon, when Jiang Zhi received a call—not from the hospital, but from a bit-part friend of the original owner.

"Xiao Zhi!! I have big news for you!! Your idol Xie Xingyuan was in a car accident, and his life or death is still uncertain in the hospital."

Jiang Zhi's ears almost went deaf; she pulled the phone away, waited for her to finish, then said, "Mm, I know."

Xu Qian, hearing her calm tone, was somewhat surprised: "Aren't you upset?"

Jiang Zhi's voice trembled: "I am upset, I'm really upset."

The hot-water-filled mineral water bottles from this morning had already cooled; she didn't dare move, for any movement would let cold air seep in.

Xu Qian believed her and comforted: "Don't be upset; I have a friend who works at that hospital, and I've checked—Movie Emperor Xie has passed the critical period, though he's still in a coma, and should wake up soon."

Jiang Zhi hummed in acknowledgment: "Thanks, Qianqian, I'm going to eat now; let's talk later."

After hanging up, she struggled a bit, got out of the blanket, and quickly put on her clothes.

She went out to find a restaurant for lunch, then immediately headed to a clothing store.

She bought two discounted down jackets, two sweaters, thermal autumn pants, and cotton shoes, spending a total of 2000 yuan.

Passing a convenience store, she also bought a hot water bottle.

Forget about getting rich for now—she first needs to survive this damned winter, or she'll really freeze to death.

After going home, she then went to the pet hospital.

The black cat's condition was much better than last night in the snow; its abdomen rose and fall normally, and it had the strength to suckle milk.

The nurse was feeding it goat milk; seeing her approach, she said, "It has strong vitality! It's the toughest little guy I've ever seen."

Jiang Zhi stared blankly, then softly replied, "Yeah."

He's a villain; he won't leave so easily.

The little black cat stayed in the hospital for a whole month, finally out of danger, its injuries healing quickly, and it has woken up.

But its personality is very prickly; any attempt at closeness gets no response, and each day it either sleeps or pretends to sleep with closed eyes.

At parting.

"Kittens are slow to warm up; once they get used to you, they'll become affectionate." The doctor glanced at the little black cat in the pet cage and gave her a helpless smile.

Jiang Zhi knows the villain's temperament best; getting close to him might take who knows how many years, but she isn't in a rush: "Mm, I know."

After saying goodbye to the familiar nurses and doctors at the hospital, she took a taxi back to her residence.

Although she has 200,000 yuan in savings, in such a first-tier city it's hardly much.

So she doesn't plan to change residences; aside from being cramped and small, this place is quite nice.

"Even a sparrow, though small, has all five viscera"—and she's living alone anyway.

The hospital gave her a bag of kitten food, a food bowl, and some miscellaneous items.

She also bought some cat supplies herself.

Suddenly she realized that even feeding herself was a struggle, and now she had to raise a cat too.

Her already impoverished family situation worsened even further.

She wistfully glanced at the black cat let out of its cage, then suddenly smiled: "I'll give you a name—just call you Heitan."

Heitan, still unable to move freely, lay motionless on the ground; when he heard her words, his long tail twitched for the first time, his half-closed eyes narrowed to a slit, and he gave her a cold, sideways glance.

Jiang Zhi didn't notice its odd reaction; she was busy setting up its cat nest.

The cat nest gifted by the hospital must be expensive; its material feels different—especially soft and cozy—and lying inside would surely be very warm.

If Jiang Zhi could shrink, she'd want to sleep in it, and she certainly doesn't want to sleep in her terrifying ice-cold blanket.

"Heitan, from now on you'll sleep here."

The plot doesn't say whether Xie Xingyuan regained his memory after turning into a cat; it only says that after turning back into a human, he began crazily retaliating against humanity, possessing a terrifying antisocial personality and killing many people.

Jiang Zhi wants to stop him from killing people.

Heitan seemed not to have heard her at all, lying on the ground like a doll.

Jiang Zhi didn't care whether it heard her; after finishing setting up the nest, she rummaged through the bag for pills, ground them into powder, mixed with water, and gave it to drink.

Heitan hasn't fully recovered yet and needs to take medicine.

Unlike other cats, Heitan will eat anything Jiang Zhi gives him, but the burned spots on his body need ointment; she wants to apply it, yet he keeps struggling to avoid her fingers.

"Heitan! If you don't apply it, you'll get ugly! You're already black—do you really want to look even worse?" Jiang Zhi spoke in a devilish tone.

Heitan seemed to understand; his body instantly froze, only a few hairs standing on end, as if this were his last stubbornness.

Jiang Zhi's lips curled slightly; her fingers gently and swiftly applied the ointment to his wound.

After applying it, she stood up, stretched her sore body, and teased, "Now that's obedient."

Heitan turned its butt toward her.

Evening.

Jiang Zhi bought rice cakes at the vegetable market downstairs, cooked a bowl of rice cake vegetable soup, and had it for dinner.

She actually knows how to cook, but she's too lazy to bother.

Now that we're this poor, we can't keep ordering takeout on a whim; we have to be self-sufficient.

After washing up, she placed a hot water bottle at the head of the bed and another at the foot; now lying down won't feel cold.

Jiang Zhi glanced at the little black cat still lying in its spot and called out, "Heitan, go sleep in your nest; it's warm inside."

Heitan didn't move a muscle, completely ignoring her.

Jiang Zhi could only get out of the warm covers, walk over, and pick it up to put it in the nest.

"How can you be so rebellious! It's much cozier in here than out there—if you won't sleep, I want to."

Heitan kicked its legs, accidentally tugging the wound; it hurt so much it lay in the nest like a dead fish.

Jiang Zhi withdrew her hand, gave it a satisfied glance, then turned back and got into the covers.

She turned off the light and drifted into dreamland.

At dawn, just as the sky lightened, Jiang Zhi turned over and reached out, only to touch soft fur.

She suddenly sat up and saw the little black cat curled up beside the hot water bottle at the head of the bed.