Chapter 66: Crisis (Big Bro) Part 3

He hadn’t expected Fu Zheng to interpret it this way.

Feeling embarrassed in front of the person he liked, lashing out in shame.

So childish.

Idiots didn’t deserve a boyfriend and couldn’t have one.

Fu Si Heng thought that was spot on.

“Alright, now you know he’s fine, feel relieved?” Fu Si Heng ignored Fu Zheng’s shouting and turned to Tao Zhi. “Dorm curfew’s almost here. I’ll take you back?”

“Huh?” Tao Zhi looked at Fu Si Heng again. “But…”

Fu Si Heng: “No buts. Let’s go. If we don’t hurry, the dorm auntie will scold you.”

“Wait…”

“Fu Si Heng, you bastard—! Damn it! Don’t hold me down! Let me up! All of you get out!”

Fu Zheng’s yells drowned out Tao Zhi’s “wait.” When Tao Zhi turned back to him, the doctor was frantically holding down Fu Zheng’s upper body, avoiding the wound.

He couldn’t manage alone and called the bodyguards to help. “Second Young Master, can you stop thrashing?”

“Do you still want this leg?”

“Hiss, that hurts! You touched my wound!”

Tao Zhi: “……”

What a chaotic scene. Tao Zhi was stunned.

Fu Si Heng was completely unmoved.

As if he’d seen it all before, he didn’t even change expression. He just took Tao Zhi’s hand and led him out of the ward.

Tao Zhi didn’t resist.

He followed Fu Si Heng out first. After the door closed, he pulled free.

The angry shouts were muffled by the door behind them.

Tao Zhi looked back through the transparent window, seeing the situation inside.

The hospital’s soundproofing was excellent; he couldn’t hear the argument.

But from the movements, he could guess what Fu Zheng was saying…

“Tao Zhi?” Fu Si Heng called him.

Tao Zhi finally withdrew his gaze.

“Fu Ge.” Tao Zhi suddenly remembered something.

On the way, he’d been so worried about Fu Zheng that he’d forgotten to ask. Now he realized: “Didn’t I pay you back a month ago? Why doesn’t Fu Zheng know? Why is he still trying to win prize money to help me…?”

“Forgot.” Fu Si Heng answered Tao Zhi.

He was telling the truth.

Fu Si Heng considered himself a fairly moral person and hadn’t schemed on purpose here.

He simply forgot to tell Fu Zheng.

Moreover, at the time, he was overwhelmed himself and couldn’t spare the thought to tell Fu Zheng that Tao Zhi had paid back, so no need to save up anymore.

“Oh, I see.” Tao Zhi believed Fu Si Heng.

Then he needed to find a time to tell Fu Zheng.

Fu Si Heng: “Mm, let’s go. I’ll take you back to school.”

“Wait.” Tao Zhi refused.

He glanced at the ward again.

“Doesn’t Fu Zheng have a caregiver? Is it because it’s too late now?” Tao Zhi asked.

“Mm.” Fu Si Heng said, “The caregiver comes at eight tomorrow morning. No need to worry.”

“Then I’ll stay tonight to take care of him.” His first class tomorrow was at ten in the morning—plenty of time.

Tao Zhi said, “I’ll go to school after the caregiver arrives.”

Fu Si Heng: “?”

Fu Si Heng was stunned. “You? Take care of him?”

Tao Zhi nodded. “Yeah. I have experience caregiving. Back in middle school, when Mom was hospitalized, Dad and I took turns looking after her.”

Back then, not only did he care for his hospitalized mom, but also his young sister—cooking for her, squeezing in study time. Tao Zhi handled it all effortlessly. Taking care of Fu Zheng for one night was nothing.

“Leave it to me, no worries.” Tao Zhi said.

Fu Si Heng: “……”

This wasn’t even an issue of trust.

“It’s just one night. Without a caregiver, nothing will happen—he has two bodyguards. Worst case, I can have the caregiver come early tomorrow.”

“But the bodyguards don’t seem like they can do caregiving.” The two bodyguards were tall and burly, giving a sense of security, but they didn’t seem suited for delicate tasks.

Tao Zhi had a bit of a stereotype.

Fu Si Heng: “There are nurses too.”

Tao Zhi: “……”

Oh, so Fu Si Heng didn’t want him to stay.

Tao Zhi got it.

But…

“Fu Ge, I want to take care of him.” Tao Zhi tried reasoning with Fu Si Heng.

He politely explained his thoughts: “Fu Zheng got injured because he wanted to help me. I’m really touched. For sentiment and reason, I should take care of him. I feel so bad about it. So I’ve decided—”

Hearing this, Fu Si Heng’s eyelid twitched for no reason.

He had a bad premonition.

Tao Zhi: “Until Fu Zheng’s leg heals, I’ll take care of him. I hope you can agree.”

Fu Si Heng: “……”

No.

Was it necessary?

Fu Si Heng looked at Tao Zhi, who had a very serious expression.

As if to say, yes, it was.

He really wanted to take care of Fu Zheng.

Damn.

At that moment, a strong sense of crisis surged in Fu Si Heng’s heart.

This idiot Fu Zheng had accidentally stirred up Tao Zhi’s sympathy?