The Despicable Head Maid, the Poor Hamster... The Plan Has Changed

Safe?

What safety?

Ye Cheng looked completely bewildered: "Xiaxia, do you even believe what you're saying?"

The Head Maid nodded faintly: "I do."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Unbelievable!!!

I have nothing to say, bro!

"According to what you said earlier, you have less than a minute and a half to finish your shower and wrap your bandages. If you insist on wasting time on these trivial matters, you'll be the only one suffering in the end," the Head Maid said calmly.

She laid out all the data in front of Ye Cheng, well-founded and logical, making it seem as if she truly was considering Ye Cheng's safety, just as she had claimed.

Ye Cheng was also a decisive person; without any fuss, he promptly started showering!

Of course, the process of changing clothes and such was still done inside the bathroom. There was a frosted glass partition between the two of them, used for separating the wet and dry areas.

Splash, the sound of flowing water rang out, and steam filled the air. Ye Cheng began to shower, washing away the dried blood scabs on his body while he was at it.

"Huh?"

Ye Cheng checked his back and was surprised to find that let alone a wound, there wasn't even a mark left. He was completely healed!

This was clearly something that defied common sense. No matter how good someone's physical fitness was, it was impossible for their recovery ability to be this heaven-defying. Was he even still human?

The answer wasn't hard to guess. It must be the medicine Madam gave him taking effect. Although he was definitely scammed by Madam, Madam really did deliver when it came to the goods!

I admit I was a little too loud when I spoke earlier. Madam, I will still trust you from now on!

"Hmm hmm hmm, Eldest Miss you're a big idiot, President you're a big idiot, Xiaxia you're a big idiot..."

He continued to hum this weird tune while scrubbing himself in the shower, lasting until he finished washing. He seemed to be in a pretty good mood. Of course, it would have been even better if the Head Maid hadn't poked her head in.

Ye Cheng: "..."

Fortunately, Ye Cheng had the foresight to wear his boxers.

The two stared at each other in a staring contest. This bizarre scene lasted for several seconds before Ye Cheng finally couldn't hold it in anymore and spoke up first.

"Xiaxia, don't you think your behavior right now is a bit weird?"

The Head Maid looked completely serious: "You have half a minute left to dry yourself off and put on your bandages."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Damn it, my brain is starting to hurt!

Ye Cheng decisively gave up thinking. What the hell was he being so fussy about? At worst, he'd just look back at her next time; it was only fair.

Two minutes later, Ye Cheng and the Head Maid were fully geared up again, reverting to how they looked when they first arrived. Sitting one behind the other on the electric scooter, the Head Maid was still in the front.

"Hold on tight," the Head Maid said faintly, reminding Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"Xiaxia, do you think I'd fall into the same trap twice?" Ye Cheng gave a wicked smile, instantly possessed by the spirit of the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King, seeing right through the Head Maid's scheme!

There is only one truth!

This damn scheming Head Maid wanted to find a chance to teach him a lesson. Simple, too simple, hahaha!!!

"If you don't hold on, I'll tell your Eldest Miss about you sneaking out today."

Just as the corners of Ye Cheng's mouth were curving up wildly, feeling the absolute thrill of the Crooked-Mouth Dragon King persona, the Head Maid's threatening voice suddenly reached his ears.

Ye Cheng: "..."

A moment later, the electric scooter set off, returning the way it came.

As per the Head Maid's request, Ye Cheng held onto her tightly just like before. Along the way, Ye Cheng's voice could be heard crying out, "I can't take it anymore!"

"Xiaxia, you are too despicable!"

The Head Maid remained silent, simply focusing on driving the scooter. If it weren't for the time limit, she would have liked to drive a bit slower.

The electric scooter slowly came to a stop at the previous flowerbed. The orange cat that had been beaten into a meme by the Eldest Miss earlier was still there eating. Seeing the Head Maid approach, it hurriedly trotted over.

"Meow."

Ye Cheng jumped off the scooter and stretched his limbs.

"Xiaxia, keep an eye out for me when you go back. If there are any changes on the Eldest Miss's side, send me a message..."

The Head Maid sneered: "Heh, why should I help you?"

"Love you, mwah." Ye Cheng made a finger heart at the Head Maid.

The Head Maid: "..."

Ye Cheng left, heading back the way he came. Because he had taken a shower earlier and delayed for some time, he moved a bit faster to make up for the lost time. After he left, the Head Maid stared blankly in the direction he had gone.

"Bah, disgusting," the Head Maid spat, her face slightly flushed and her ears burning a little. Her words were somewhat self-deceiving.

The Head Maid fed the orange cat a bit more, then quickly rode the scooter back the way they came. She began to help Ye Cheng monitor the surveillance cameras, paying attention to the movements of a certain underworld heiress.

Although the surveillance in Ye Cheng's ward had already been dealt with by the two of them, they could still watch the cameras in the hallway outside the ward. The monitoring screens on Ye Cheng's phone were limited; otherwise, he could open a maximum of five windows to watch.

If he placed one in each of the four corners of his phone screen and one in the middle, that would make exactly five spots.

These five camera angles covered the surveillance of the ward where the Little Secretary was staying, as well as the cameras up and down the hallway...

For the sake of a smooth plan, Ye Cheng had no choice but to temporarily give up the monitoring rights on the Eldest Miss's side, instead letting the Head Maid keep watch. That brought up a question: if Ye Cheng was using a tri-fold phone right now, wouldn't the situation be different?

"What is the President chatting about this late instead of sleeping?"

Ye Cheng looked at the camera in a certain corner. Dongfang Zhixia and Su Su were there talking about something. The person keeping watch tonight was Dongfang Zhixia. Originally, Li Erhe had insisted on staying here too, but his emotional fluctuations were so intense that he ended up passing out.

As his younger sister, Li Juan had to switch to another ward to watch over him, mentally and physically exhausted.

With all these factors stacking up, Ye Cheng finally decided to strike. Opportunity waits for no one. If he missed it this time, the ward would be full of people next time!

Hamster, here I come!

Because Dongfang Zhixia and Su Su, mother and daughter, were at the crucial corner, Ye Cheng had to switch to a more skill-intensive approach.

Climb down to the ward below, then scale the window to enter the ward where the Little Secretary was!

The plan was very successful. Ye Cheng climbed in very easily. Because the surveillance system had been disabled in advance, he didn't need to dodge or look out for camera angles, making him much faster.

"Phew, I'm in." Ye Cheng clapped his hands together and checked the situation inside the room.

The Little Secretary was lying alone on the hospital bed, completely quiet.

Having been injected with sedatives and various other drugs to force her to close her eyes and rest, she had an IV drip of glucose and nutrient solution connected to her hand. After all, with her current physical condition, there was no way for her to eat.

"Poor Hamster," Ye Cheng shook his head, let out a sigh, and then pulled out a pocket watch he had prepared in advance from his pocket.

He planned to directly hypnotize the Little Secretary into forgetting what had happened previously.

Nowadays, they were all quack doctors. If one path didn't work, they stubbornly kept going down it. Couldn't they just try another way?

Since she lost her soul from being frightened and was trapped in a certain memory fragment, couldn't you just delete it?

As the person involved, Ye Cheng couldn't be clearer about the situation. The Little Secretary was suffering from a typical case of excessive fright. Of course, it was also possible that the incident had triggered some childhood trauma, causing her to get trapped in her memories and unable to snap out of it.

Someone with strong willpower could wake up on their own, but the Little Secretary's useless appearance had absolutely nothing to do with strong willpower. He would have to do it himself!

On his way over, Ye Cheng had reviewed the surveillance footage at ten times the speed, further confirming the Little Secretary's symptoms. That was why he decided on the right remedy for the situation and prepared to hypnotize her directly!

Ye Cheng took out a pocket watch, let it hang from his hand in a natural drop, clicked it, and started the timer. The crisp tick-tock of the second hand echoed through the room.

He propped the Little Secretary up, sat her on the bed, and called out softly.

"Hamster, Hamster, stop sleeping, Hamster..."

"This shouldn't be happening. The drug's effects should have mostly worn off by now. Just how much did those bastards inject into her?" Ye Cheng frowned.

Part of the reason he chose this specific moment to act was that the drug in the Little Secretary's system was gradually dissipating, making it the right time to wake her up. Otherwise, if she had just been injected and couldn't be woken up at all, what was the point of him coming here?

To sleep next to the Hamster?

What a joke!

There was a change of plans, he would have to cancel for now!

Extremely decisively, Ye Cheng abandoned the rest of his plans for the day, put away his pocket watch, and decided to wait for another opportunity to come back...

Grab.

Gently, a hand caught hold of Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng: "???"