Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 469 Miao Zi's Worries and Persistence

In the concrete jungle of the school, being able to enjoy such a morning in his own private bamboo-shaded courtyard is indeed a privilege that only Ye Fan, the top scholar, can possess.

Everyone took their seats.

Xian Zuling quietly served each person a full bowl of thick, fragrant seafood porridge. The rice grains were crystal clear, and the porridge was decorated with shrimp, crab meat, and dried scallops, making it incredibly tempting.

Everyone accepted the bowls and, without prior arrangement, sincerely expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, ancestral spirits! You've worked so hard!"

The morning sunlight, the fresh scent of bamboo leaves, the warmth of food, the laughter of friends...

At this moment, the bamboo grove courtyard is filled with a tranquil and warm healing power.

The group chatted about their embarrassing moments from the previous night and their plans for the day while enjoying a particularly delicious open-air breakfast. Ye Fan occasionally frowned slightly due to the throbbing pain in his ankle, but looking at the scene before him, he felt exceptionally relaxed.

Breakfast is over.

Without further ado, Su Luming took the lead in clearing the dishes, and Li Yifeng and Shi Kai also joined in.

After a round of "ping-pong" cooperation, the cleaned dishes were finally piled into the kitchen sink—the heavy responsibility of washing dishes unsurprisingly fell on Li Yifeng and Shi Kai, who had "neglected their duties" the night before.

The two resignedly rolled up their sleeves and began the "washing and scrubbing" project.

Soon after, the courtyard returned to tranquility.

Su Luming and Xian Zuling went to the library together and started their study mode.

Li Yifeng and Shi Kai also slipped back to their dormitory, ready to continue their "conquest" in the game world.

Only Ye Fan remained, leaning on his crutch, standing in the now empty and quiet courtyard, enjoying this rare moment of solitude despite his minor injury.

The bamboo grove rustled, as if telling a new story.

......

Around nine o'clock in the morning, the familiar Maybach came to a steady stop at the entrance of the bamboo grove courtyard.

The car door opened, and Miao Zi, dressed in a smart business suit, got out first, followed closely by the driver, Lao Li.

Miao Zi's face originally carried a hint of competence and composure in handling company affairs, but when her gaze fell on Ye Fan, who was leaning on a cane and trying to stand up from the rattan chair in the courtyard, her expression was instantly replaced by great astonishment and worry!

"husband!"

Miao Zi exclaimed in surprise, practically running into the courtyard in her high heels. Completely disregarding her usual elegance, she grabbed Ye Fan's arm, her voice filled with undisguised anxiety and heartache:

"What happened to you? How did you get like this? When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

Her gaze swept urgently over the gauze on his face and the glaring splint on his leg, and her heart clenched.

"If I hadn't come to pick you up today, were you planning to keep this from me forever? Come on! Let's go to the hospital right now and get a thorough checkup!"

Her tone was firm and unyielding, clearly indicating that she was frightened by the scene before her and could only feel at ease after seeing the authoritative examination report with her own eyes.

Ye Fan was a little exasperated by her barrage of questions and actions. He gently patted the back of her hand, which was supporting him, in an attempt to soothe her.

"It's nothing, really nothing. I just twisted my ankle on the stairs last night, a minor fracture. I went to the hospital last night and it was all taken care of. The doctor said I just need to rest for a few days, so don't worry too much. You've got plenty to do at work..."

However, Miao Zi's gaze remained exceptionally firm, without the slightest wavering.

She pursed her lips, but held him more firmly, conveying her determination that "we must go."

Faced with Miao Zi's worried eyes and unquestionable attitude, Ye Fan knew that explaining or making excuses would be futile.

He sighed and finally gave in: "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say and check it again."

He understood that this was her way of expressing care and concern, and accepting it would put her at ease.

Old Li had already cleverly opened the back door.

Miao Zi carefully helped Ye Fan into the spacious back seat, then followed closely behind, looking at his injuries with concern the whole way.

The Maybach started up again and headed straight for the hospital.

At the hospital, Miao Zi demonstrated strong "execution ability".

Registering, finding a specialist, arranging more comprehensive examinations (including clearer X-rays and bone density scans) – everything is done at the highest efficiency.

She stayed close to Ye Fan the whole time, her eyes filled with a mixture of tension, concern, and unwavering determination, as if she were the one who was hurt.

Only after all the test reports were finally printed out and the doctor confirmed that it was indeed a minor ankle fracture, and that with proper treatment, rest would be sufficient—did Miao Zi finally breathe a long, relieved sigh of relief.

Her hands, which were tightly gripping the reports, relaxed slightly, her tense nerves eased, and her anxious heart finally settled down.

Looking at her like this, Ye Fan smiled with a mix of helplessness and warmth: "Are you relieved now? My dear Butler Miao?"

"Hmm..." Miao Zi responded softly, her voice still slightly hoarse from excitement, "The doctor said I must rest well and absolutely not move around."

She resumed her somewhat commanding tone of concern, but her eyes softened considerably.

"Understood," Ye Fan replied, then said seriously, "By the way, don't tell President Liu about my injury."

Miao Zi was slightly taken aback, but immediately understood his intention.

Liu Ruyan manages a vast business empire, working tirelessly and under immense pressure every day. Ye Fan doesn't want her to be distracted and worried amidst her busy schedule.

Miao Zi nodded and said solemnly, "I understand. I won't tell."

"As for the company," Ye Fan continued, "I won't be going. Please take care of things. If you encounter any problems you can't handle, feel free to call or message me on WeChat."

"Okay," Miao Zi agreed, and then said, "I'll take you back to rest now." Her tone was firm and left no room for refusal.

"Mm." Ye Fan didn't make any more pointless excuses and nodded obediently. This feeling of being taken care of, although a little "troublesome," warmed his heart.

Not long after, the Maybach smoothly drove into Nanjing University again and stopped at the entrance of the bamboo grove courtyard.

Miao Zi carefully helped Ye Fan back to the courtyard and settled him in the comfortable rattan chair.

She did not leave immediately.

He went inside, skillfully boiled a kettle of water, found Ye Fan's usual teacup and tea leaves, brewed him a cup of hot tea at a suitable temperature, and gently placed it on the tea table next to him.

"The water temperature is just right. Be sure to call me if anything happens." She gave him a careful reminder, her gaze lingering on Ye Fan's injured ankle for a moment before turning around and leaving the courtyard with hurried yet elegant steps.

That cup of steaming tea, like her silent longing at this moment, remains in this tranquil bamboo grove.