Upon hearing this, Lin Yu looked up. For the first time, he examined Tao Yaoyao's face without any restraint.
This time, Lin Yu looked very carefully, so meticulously that he even compared her eyelashes to those of the girl in his memory.
After a while, the result quickly became clear. Lin Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said:
"Not alike. You and her are completely two different people. You don't look like her at all."
Tao Yaoyao raised a slender eyebrow and asked curiously:
"Then why did you mistake us for each other?"
"Is our aura somewhat similar?"
Tao Yaoyao tilted her head slightly, her smooth black hair cascading down, appearing both gentle and playful.
This question made Lin Yu feel a bit like laughing. After thinking for a moment, he answered seriously:
"If I were to compare your auras, I'd say you two actually look quite similar."
Although both girls appeared to be the gentle and quiet type on the surface, Tang Manman was more like a timid little thing, while Tao Yaoyao's tranquility seemed born from a privileged environment and good upbringing.
They seemed not close, and in reality, they were worlds apart.
"Perhaps my eyesight isn't great, and I often misjudge things."
Lin Yu pulled at the corner of his mouth, smiled, and brushed the topic aside.
Tao Yaoyao nodded, didn't ask further, and picked up her phone to look at it again.
Not long after their conversation, two figures appeared at the bend of the path. They jogged over, one of them carrying a folded wheelchair.
Upon reaching Lin Yu, they first greeted Tao Yaoyao briefly.
Then, one crouched down to set up the wheelchair, while the other roughly examined Lin Yu's swollen ankle. His frown was deep, and from his expression, Lin Yu could tell his injury was probably serious.
They carefully helped Lin Yu sit in the wheelchair and pushed them back the way they came.
Walking out of the woods along the gravel path, a black car was waiting at the road's end. With the help of the two men, Lin Yu got into the car, and the four of them headed for the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, the two men left on other business. Tao Yaoyao took over, pushing Lin Yu around as they busied themselves with various tasks—paying fees, collecting forms, waiting in line...
Lin Yu was slightly surprised. Tao Yaoyao seemed very capable at taking care of others and was quite familiar with the hospital's registration and treatment procedures. These were merits, but they didn't quite fit Lin Yu's impression of her as a wealthy young lady.
If someone was born into a wealthy family, shouldn't they be less proficient in such mundane matters?
A small inconsistency, but Lin Yu didn't dwell on it too much. Perhaps she had relatives or friends who had been hospitalized, and she had become familiar from frequent visits?
After all the bustling about, Lin Yu lay on the hospital bed, just waiting for the examination results to see how serious his foot injury was.
He hadn't even warmed the bed properly when Wu Zhen came bustling in. Seeing Tao Yaoyao there, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Yu with a surprised expression, his eyes asking if his own arrival was ill-timed.
Lin Yu gave him a sidelong glance, too lazy to engage.
Seeing that someone had come to take care of Lin Yu, Tao Yaoyao gave a few instructions and then left.
After Tao Yaoyao left, Wu Zhen pulled a plastic stool over and sat down beside Lin Yu. Before speaking, he cautiously turned his head to glance at the doorway again, confirming Tao Yaoyao had truly left before turning back, asking eagerly:
"What's the situation here?"
"What situation?"
Lin Yu shot him a sidelong glance, asking without much interest.
"You know, this... this..."
As he spoke, Wu Zhen kept pursing his lips towards the doorway where Tao Yaoyao had left.
"Don't imagine things. I hurt my foot, she saw no one was around to help, so she assisted in getting me to the hospital, that's all."
Lin Yu rolled his eyes at him and said flatly.
Lin Yu looked as if it were the most natural thing, but Wu Zhen looked at him as if he were an idiot, saying with a tone of exasperation:
"Are you stupid?"
"So many people get hurt at school every single day, and she just happens to take care of you?"
"She must be interested in you!"
Lin Yu sighed, utterly helpless:
"Stop talking nonsense."
"At that time, I was injured and no one could help. I called you guys but you were busy. She took pity on me and found someone to send me to the hospital."
Seeing Lin Yu clarify it like this, Wu Zhen reluctantly believed him, tucking away his gossipy heart, and instead asked how Lin Yu had hurt his foot.
Just as Lin Yu was getting worked up telling Wu Zhen about it, Lang Hua quietly appeared at the doorway of the hospital room. Neither of them noticed him until he silently walked up to the bedside.
"Whoa, what happened to you?"
Lin Yu asked, looking at the bright red handprint on his left cheek with curiosity.
Hearing this, Wu Zhen also turned to look and spotted the red mark. The handprint wasn't large, looking like it was from a girl.
Lang Hua smacked his lips a couple of times, clearly not wanting to discuss the topic. He said it was nothing and asked about Lin Yu's condition instead.
Lin Yu repeated to Lang Hua what he had just told Wu Zhen.
Blah blah blah...
...
Around four or five in the afternoon, the X-ray results came out. The diagnosis was a partial ligament tear, a relatively serious injury. His foot needed a cast for at least a month, and if recovery wasn't good, he might have to wear it even longer.
Lin Yu did a rough calculation of the time.
Great.
One month—by then, school would be almost over for the break.
No more thinking about exercising during this period; just focus on recuperating.
After spending a few simple days in the hospital with his ankle in a cast, it was time for discharge. Lin Yu faced a choice.
For the next month, what mobility aid should he choose?
A, Crutches.
Advantages: Cheap, easy to use, can handle various complex terrains.
Disadvantages: Labor-intensive, low comfort.
B, Wheelchair.
Advantages: Very comfortable.
Disadvantages: Can only be used on flat ground, lacks ability to handle various terrains, requires assistance.
Looking at the two options before him, Lin Yu stroked his chin in thought, then looked up at the doctor in the pharmacy and asked:
"Do you have electric wheelchairs here?"
"I want to go for a spin!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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