All the Female Protagonists Who Have Been Saved Have Become Obsessed [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5

Chunshui’s heartbeat suddenly quickened.

She turned, frowning. “Why didn’t you knock?” She was clearly displeased.

Zhou Li, holding a jar of ointment, felt awkward. “I saw the door was slightly open.”

Chunshui, expressionless, let go of her hand covering her hip.

Luckily, she had pulled up her pants earlier, but the injection site ached, and she had rubbed it.

“Doctor Zhou, you’re here,” the nurse said apologetically. “It’s probably my fault for not closing the door properly.”

Zhou Li laughed it off. “The lock’s old; it doesn’t close tightly. It’s normal. Go on with your work.”

The nurse nodded, pushed her cart, and left the ward.

Now, only the two of them remained in the room.

Since the morning tests, Zhou Li somehow felt the atmosphere between them was awkward.

Chunshui glanced at Zhou Li still standing at the door and eyed the item in her hand. “Come in.”

Zhou Li touched her nose, closing the door properly.

Chunshui sat on the bed, tilting her head slightly. “Apply it now?”

Zhou Li nodded.

Chunshui had just gotten a hip injection, and sitting down made the injection site ache. She frowned slightly, shifting a bit.

As she stood, Zhou Li stepped forward, standing right in front of her, nearly causing Chunshui to bump into her.

Chunshui’s brows shot up. Zhou Li saw it clearly and immediately stepped back.

Chunshui said, “Is Doctor Zhou always this overly familiar?”

Zhou Li: “?”

Chunshui lowered her head, sitting lightly so only a small part of her hip touched the bed, then looked at Zhou Li.

Zhou Li was clearly still confused, though her elite appearance made Chunshui somehow see a hint of silly cuteness in her face.

Zhou Li pushed up her glasses again.

Under the female protagonist’s gaze, she always felt exposed, with nowhere to hide.

The hairs on her back practically stood up from nerves.

Zhou Li cleared her throat. “Depends on the person.”

Chunshui’s lips curved, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Zhou Li regained her calm and said to Chunshui, “Not everyone earns my favor.”

Chunshui raised an eyebrow, finding it amusing. Was Director Zhang’s wife that easy to deal with?

But indeed.

Sizing up others was better than being sized up.

Chunshui tilted her face up. “Apply the medicine now?”

“Mm.” Zhou Li stepped forward, placing the jar on the nightstand.

Opening the jar, a fresh herbal scent wafted out.

Chunshui turned to look.

Zhou Li rolled up her sleeves, put on disposable gloves, and opened the alcohol wipes. Using curved forceps, she picked up a disinfectant cotton ball and said to Chunshui, “Need to disinfect first.”

Chunshui turned her face, exposing the scarred left side.

Perhaps because she’d seen too many scars from plastic surgeries, Zhou Li’s gaze was steady.

Even on Chunshui’s left face, it was like the cool morning sunlight, tinged with indifference.

The alcohol cotton touched her cheek lightly, bringing a cool sensation.

Zhou Li lifted Chunshui’s chin with one hand, working with the other.

Chunshui’s gaze unavoidably met Zhou Li’s.

She looked at Doctor Zhou’s clean face.

Doctor Zhou’s features were neat.

No spots or acne on her face.

Her skin was smooth.

Her lips were thin on top, fuller below, the lower lip a healthy pink.

Due to the angle, they seemed slightly pursed.

Chunshui stared for a moment, then lowered her eyelids, feeling the coolness of the alcohol cotton on her face.

Zhou Li disinfected deftly, her lips parting slightly. “Done.”

Straightening up, she released her hand, placed the forceps in the white tray, applied disinfectant gel to her hands, and then reached into the herbal jar, scooping out a lump. She warmed the black ointment in her palms, shaping it.

Turning, she gently applied the softened ointment to Chunshui’s scarred left face.

A comfortable coolness spread across her face, and the herbal scent filled her nose.

Chunshui tilted her face up, looking at Zhou Li.

“That’s it?” she asked.

“Yes,” Zhou Li said. “Lie down for forty minutes. I’ll have a nurse come to remove it.”

Zhou Li removed her gloves, holding them as she said, “By the way, don’t send your assistant to me for no reason.”

A fake smile crept onto Zhou Li’s cheeks. “We’ll see each other every day. If you need something, tell me directly. No need for a messenger.”

Chunshui frowned slightly, her voice calm. “I understand.”

Zhou Li shrugged. “I hope so.”

She tossed the gloves into the tray, picked it up, and left.

Chunshui’s gaze followed her until the door closed. She lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, thought of Zhou Li’s words, sat up again, and grabbed her phone.

Without hesitation, Chunshui dialed her assistant’s number.

The call was answered after three rings. “Hello, boss.”

Chunshui’s tone was cold. “You went to see Doctor Zhou? When?”

The assistant paused. “This morning, I went to arrange accommodations for our people.”

“Just that?” Chunshui’s tone remained flat.

The assistant’s heart tightened, speaking softly. “I also looked at Doctor Zhou’s treatment plan…”

“You crossed a line, Fang Yan,” Chunshui said, closing her eyes. “How I’m treated is my business. Next time, resign yourself.”

Fang Yan: “I…”

“I know some investment banks want to poach you. Staying with me must be a burden.”

Fang Yan panicked, speaking urgently into the phone. “Boss, you raised me up. Without you, I wouldn’t be here today. From now on, I won’t interfere with your decisions. I’ll apologize to Doctor Zhou tomorrow! Please don’t fire me!”

“Fang Yan,” Chunshui sighed softly. “Don’t let it happen again.”

She hung up abruptly, leaving Fang Yan clutching the phone, utterly drained.

Chunshui placed her phone by the bed.

Since learning of her return, Fang Yan had opposed it, doubting domestic medical expertise and unwilling to let Chunshui abandon her investment banking career.

But Chunshui had to return.

Not just for treatment—she needed to investigate the accident from three years ago.

Only her return could stir things up.

Since her accident, buckets of dirt had been dumped on her.

Now it was time to clear her name.

Having been in the entertainment industry for years, Chunshui was never a saint; otherwise, she wouldn’t have climbed so high. Her first target was Zhou Xi and Wang Shan, that “model couple.”

Her phone buzzed twice with a message.

[It’s done. Where’s the final payment?]

Chunshui picked up her phone and replied: [When I see the news.]

The other side didn’t respond, and Chunshui lay down calmly, waiting for the ointment removal time.

Back in her office, Zhou Li was troubled.

She said to the system, “Let’s deal with the female protagonist’s mistress label first. Other scandals are easier, but if this one isn’t handled well, she might not make a comeback.”

“System, any good ideas?”

System: “Detected indecent photos of Zhou Xi spreading online. Should I assist in amplifying the news?”

Zhou Li didn’t expect the system to be so quick.

She asked, “What indecent photos?”

The system sent a few images to Zhou Li’s phone.

Zhou Li grimaced at the sight of a man and woman entangled in a public pool in broad daylight.

“This is Zhou Xi with who?”

System: “Li Hongqing.”

Zhou Li’s expression turned odd.

She scrolled to the next photo, confirming it was Li Hongqing.

A leading actress from Fenghang Entertainment, debuted as a pure beauty, reportedly starring in a film aiming for awards.

These photos leaking would likely ruin her chances.

But wasn’t Li Hongqing married to Fenghang Entertainment’s boss?

Her current film was funded by Fenghang, supposedly to please the boss’s wife, not for profit.

Then Zhou Li saw the director.

She exclaimed, realizing it was Zhou Xi’s directorial debut after transitioning from acting.

She clicked her tongue, thinking how dramatic, and said, “System, why not make this big?”

…

Chunshui’s ointment time was up.

The nurse removed it.

She thanked her softly.

The nurse smiled, noting her good complexion, and casually asked, “Are you friends with our dean?”

“She kept stressing your ward is far and told the nurses’ station to check on you regularly.”

“She never cared about other inpatients before.”

Chunshui was stunned, unsure why the nurse brought this up. She was about to say they weren’t friends, just that Zhou Li was paid.

The nurse whispered, “I’ve seen your movies. Our hospital holds a movie night every year, and the dean always picks films you’re in. We all guess she might like you.”

Chunshui’s brows furrowed. “You said…”

A knock interrupted. “Can I come in?” Zhou Li’s voice came from outside.

The nurse smiled at her. “Don’t tell the dean I said that.”

She tidied her things and opened the door as she left.

Zhou Li stood at the door, peering inside, not daring to enter.

Chunshui looked at her with mixed feelings.

Zhou Li liked her?

Zhou Li suddenly felt the atmosphere was odd.

She pushed up her glasses and asked again, “Can I come in?”

“Come in.” Chunshui didn’t want to look at her.

That face inexplicably irritated her.

Zhou Li obediently entered, standing a meter from Chunshui’s bed. “I’m here to check on you.”

She put on gloves as she spoke.

Chunshui watched her movements, feeling a surge of anger.

Her brows furrowed, lips pursed, but thinking it wasn’t good, she used twelve parts patience and a bit of acting to cover it.

Zhou Li approached. Chunshui leaned against the headboard. Zhou Li bent down, her face getting closer.

Chunshui suddenly pressed a hand against Zhou Li’s chest.

Turning her head, she said, “Doctor Zhou, I suddenly need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh? Oh.” Zhou Li straightened, reaching to support Chunshui’s arm, but Chunshui shook her off, crouching as if to put on shoes, and slipped into the bathroom.

Zhou Li stood in the room, looking at her rejected hand, and asked the system, “What did I do to her now? After a short while, why does she hate me like this?”

Zhou Li felt wronged.

Chunshui was the toughest female protagonist she’d ever met!

She got mad out of nowhere, and Zhou Li couldn’t read her at all!

In the bathroom, Chunshui gripped the sink, her heartbeat calming after a while.

Clearly, Zhou Li liked her! Yet she was the one getting nervous!

Chunshui turned on the faucet, splashed water on her face, cleaned it, and went out.

Holding a towel, wiping her face, she said, “Doctor Zhou, take a look now.”

“I feel like the scars have faded a bit.”

“No way it’s that fast,” Zhou Li said, feeling guilty. She had misunderstood the female protagonist. She was just washing her face and checking the results.

She leaned in, holding Chunshui’s chin to examine closely.

“Hm, they have faded.”

Zhou Li’s inner self was shocked. “System, is it really this effective?”

The system’s mechanical voice sounded: “Main God products are always top-quality.”

Tch, such a boast.

While Zhou Li was lost in her system conversation, Chunshui observed her.

Doctor Zhou liked her.

Chunshui thought.

She turned her head, pulling her chin back.

Zhou Li snapped back to reality.

She smiled at Chunshui. “Congratulations, you’ll recover soon.”

Chunshui lowered her brows, feeling Zhou Li was dangerous.

When with her, Chunshui felt no trace of her supposed affection.

When someone likes another, their affection doesn’t just vanish.

Zhou Li must be hiding it well.

Chunshui felt troubled.

This time back, she had many goals, none involving romance.

If this small matter caused a rift between them…

Chunshui quickly sorted her thoughts, even managing a slight smile at Zhou Li.

“Thank you,” she said.

Zhou Li was flattered.

So the female protagonist could be normal sometimes.

When Chunshui acted, her co-stars always got into character first.

Regardless of whether Zhou Li liked her.

Maybe Zhou Li just liked women.

Chunshui’s mind raced.

Perhaps she should introduce Zhou Li to some women to shake off her infatuation.