All the Female Protagonists Who Have Been Saved Have Become Obsessed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 3

The sky was growing dark.

The ancients called this time the hour of meeting demons.

Chunshui, having just finalized a script, was tired.

Director Li was great in every way, except he talked too much.

This script was meticulously crafted by the screenwriter for five years, aimed at competing at Cannes.

The script was excellent, and Chunshui had already settled things with Director Li, waiting only for the male lead to be cast before starting filming.

These past few days were filled with major award ceremonies. As one of the few Triple Golden Actresses still in the public eye, Chunshui was extremely busy, rushing from one event to another.

She had just leaned her head against the car seat when, with a bang, a refrigerated truck crashed directly into her just-started sedan.

…

She had that dream again.

Chunshui woke from the dream.

Since the car accident, she kept having dreams.

Endlessly dreaming of different faces and that final violent crash.

Unable to sleep, she pulled back the covers and got out of bed.

The hospital bed was soft, and the curtains blocked out light well.

The room was a bit chilly.

Chunshui put on a coat and turned off the central air conditioning.

She pulled back the curtains. The morning light was faint, and someone was jogging.

Chunshui didn’t pay much attention at first, but her gaze paused when she saw the face of the person jogging closer downstairs.

It was Doctor Zhou.

She wore a white tracksuit.

Her hair was tied back in a small ponytail.

She had a white headband.

Her face looked fresh.

Zhou Li jogged five kilometers, stopped, and stretched her muscles.

She had arranged to exercise with the chubby lady today.

After finishing her stretches, the sun had risen, and the chubby lady finally arrived.

The chubby lady looked embarrassed.

“I have kids at home. I had to drop them off before coming.”

“No problem, let’s start,” Zhou Li smiled.

The chubby lady was instantly touched.

“Doctor Zhou, I don’t know how to thank you. With you here, I feel I can definitely lose weight this time!”

Zhou Li chuckled.

Director Zhang’s wife was quite cute.

She said, “I was planning to start a weight-loss program at the hospital. Liposuction is too harmful, so I was thinking about better ways to lose weight. You showing up is perfect—it’s helping me out too.”

The chubby lady looked at Zhou Li, moved.

People said Doctor Zhou cared only about money and was cold, but she was actually so reasonable.

The chubby lady wiped her eyes. “I’ll cooperate fully with you, Doctor Zhou!”

Zhou Li glanced around. Behind them was the inpatient ward, with little cover nearby.

The weight-loss exercises had some embarrassing moves. Thinking it over, Zhou Li walked toward the flowerbed, where trees could shield them.

But this move fully exposed her to Chunshui’s view.

To keep Chunshui’s treatment discreet, Zhou Li had arranged a secluded ward.

The ward had two windows, one facing the flowerbed.

The dense trees downstairs just blocked the view from Chunshui’s window upward.

Unless she turned on a light, no one below would notice someone standing there.

Chunshui instinctively stepped back.

Zhou Li, satisfied with the surroundings, said to the chubby lady, “Here’s good. Let’s stretch first. Follow my initial moves.”

Zhou Li stretched flexibly, but the chubby lady struggled.

After finishing the stretches with difficulty, Zhou Li demonstrated the tiger stance, bird stance, and ape stance from the weight-loss exercises.

Not only did the chubby lady’s eyes widen, but Chunshui was also stunned.

Then she covered her mouth, unable to hold back her laughter.

Zhou Li felt awkward after the demonstration.

Image aside, these moves were indeed embarrassing.

For example, the bird stance required spreading arms like a soaring eagle, the tiger stance involved roaring like a tiger, and the ape stance, though milder, mimicked a gorilla. There was also an embarrassing snake stance, which Zhou Li absolutely refused to do, twisting like a snake on the ground, so she picked these simpler moves.

The chubby lady closed her gaping mouth, asking skeptically and awkwardly, “Will this work?”

Could it really help her lose weight? Was Zhou Li joking, trying to embarrass her?

The chubby lady began to doubt Zhou Li’s intentions.

Were there cameras around filming her?

Zhou Li coughed. “I’m practicing with you. Don’t you trust me?”

The chubby lady thought about it. If Doctor Zhou wasn’t afraid to look silly practicing with her, the moves must be effective.

She opened up and followed Zhou Li’s movements.

Chunshui, watching from above, laughed harder.

Afraid her movements would draw attention, she left the window, standing in the room laughing until her stomach hurt.

Doctor Zhou really kept shattering her initial impression.

Chunshui had thought she was a slick opportunist.

A doctor reeking of money.

Now, Doctor Zhou was different.

Even a bit cute.

Chunshui sat on the bed as the sky brightened.

Her eyes were calm when a knock came.

“It’s me, Zhou Li.”

Chunshui smiled faintly. “Come in.”

Zhou Li was dressed professionally, holding a bl00d pressure monitor, a stethoscope around her neck. She placed the monitor on the nightstand and said, “Let’s check your bl00d pressure first. Yesterday’s reading was too low, and your heart rate was irregular.”

Chunshui cooperated, rolling up her sleeve.

Zhou Li pulled a stool over, checked the data, and frowned.

“Your bl00d pressure is still low. You’ll need an injection today.”

Chunshui had no objections.

“We’ll start formal treatment today.”

“I’ll prescribe some injections and medications, along with a Chinese herbal preparation. Nurses will handle the application; I’ve instructed them.”

Chunshui nodded.

Zhou Li stood, picking up the stethoscope. “I’ll listen to your heartbeat.”

Chunshui calmly unbuttoned two buttons on her chest, revealing her elegant collarbone.

She did nothing special, just unbuttoned two buttons, yet it inexplicably drew attention.

Perhaps because her hands were beautiful.

Fair and slender, they looked perfect for playing the piano.

Zhou Li looked away. “Ready?”

Chunshui softly hummed, sitting upright.

Her shirt was fully unbuttoned, loosely covering her chest.

Having had her heartbeat checked countless times during rehab, she was used to the process, showing no embarrassment or hesitation.

Zhou Li leaned down, slipping the stethoscope under her shirt, pressing it in place, putting on the earpieces, and lowering her eyes.

Chunshui tilted her head to the right.

Doctor Zhou’s head was only a fist or two away.

Her left ear caught soft breathing sounds.

Zhou Li listened quietly for a moment, then lifted the stethoscope. “Turn around.”

Chunshui complied.

Zhou Li coughed.

“Take off your shirt.”

Chunshui raised her hands, grabbed the collar, and tossed the shirt back. The hospital gown slid lightly down her shoulders.

Her shoulders were beautiful too.

Zhou Li couldn’t help but admire for a moment before pressing the stethoscope to her skin.

After listening, she sighed inwardly.

The female protagonist hadn’t fully recovered. Her lungs had noise, and her heart rate wasn’t great.

She removed the stethoscope, tucked it into her coat pocket, and gently draped the shirt over Chunshui’s shoulders with pity.

The female protagonist was quite pitiful.

One car accident changed everything.

Though the truck driver admitted to drunk driving and went to prison, the mastermind was still unknown, and who planned it remained a mystery.

How could it be so coincidental, happening at that exact time?

And it wasn’t even the driver’s usual route.

But the driver denied everything, insisting he was drunk and took the wrong road.

The police found no evidence and closed the case.

Zhou Li patted Chunshui’s shoulder. “All done.”

Chunshui felt Doctor Zhou’s gentleness, but her heart was cold.

She raised her right hand, fiercely grabbing Zhou Li’s hand on her left shoulder, and said icily, “Don’t pity me, Doctor Zhou.”