Zhou Siyuan has a very gentle temperament, possibly because he is a doctor, which naturally makes people feel very reliable.
Interacting with such a person feels quite comfortable.
Tong Sui heard footsteps outside the curtain, and someone knocked on the office door. She heard a child’s voice saying, “Hello, Doctor Brother.”
“Come sit here, little friend,” Zhou Siyuan said, “You must be his mother; please tell me about the child’s basic situation.”
The parent spoke up: “After he woke up today, he felt a bit feverish and has a bit of a cough. The food he ate these past few days was similar to what he usually eats…”
The parent shared a lot of information.
After understanding the basic situation, Zhou Siyuan took out a tongue depressor and spoke gently, “Come here, little friend, open your mouth so Doctor Brother can take a look.”
Hearing all this from behind the curtain, Tong Sui remembered that on the name tag she had seen earlier, Zhou Siyuan was a pediatrician.
He dealt mostly with children and their parents every day; perhaps his earlier gentleness was a habit of a healer, instinctively treating her as if she were a little friend too.
After applying ice for ten minutes, Zhou Siyuan drew back the curtain. He was now wearing a stethoscope around his neck that he hadn’t had time to remove and came towards Tong Sui.
He leaned down, “Let me take a look…”
The tone he used was exactly the same as the one he had used with the little friend outside.
Tong Sui slightly raised her head. From this angle, she noticed his long eyelashes, which had been hard to see under his silver-rimmed glasses.
He had a faint scent of detergent mixed with the hospital’s disinfectant, creating a very unique smell.
Zhou Siyuan removed the ice pack from her forehead and gently pressed his fingertip against it, “Does it still hurt?”
His fingers felt warm compared to the area that had been iced; the pads were soft, with no calluses.
His aura was as comforting as his touch.
Tong Sui shook her head, “It’s not painful anymore.”
Zhou Siyuan smiled, saying as he walked out, “Then it should be no problem. I’ll help you pack the ice pack, and if you feel uncomfortable later, you can come find me.”
Tong Sui sat up from the bed, feeling a bit puzzled in her mind. Why would someone like him participate in a dating variety show?
From any angle, he was absolutely attractive.
Young, handsome, gentle, and with a stable career.
Tong Sui took the bag he offered. “Doctor Zhou, do you have a partner?”
Zhou Siyuan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Tong Sui to suddenly ask such a personal question, but he didn’t appear offended and shook his head.
“I haven’t found someone I like yet,” Zhou Siyuan replied, “As you can see, my daily routine involves welcoming children and their parents. Even if I meet someone I like, I couldn’t have any thoughts about it.”
That was true.
After all, joining a show could allow for interaction with various people, and the show’s influence would be broader.
Tong Sui left the hospital.
Who she liked was her own freedom, but the people Zhou Siyuan was interested in were often the protagonists, which might lead to unfortunate outcomes.
Zhou Siyuan was also her task target, and she would still do her best to prevent him from heading towards his original ending.
On her way back, Tong Sui also prepared the certificate of no criminal record and mailed everything to the address provided by the program team.
After finishing all this, it was nearly noon.
Since she had canceled the stream last night, Tong Sui planned to go live earlier today. She returned to her room, changed into a new outfit, and opened her computer.
She clicked the “Start Live Stream” button on the screen.
Some old viewers rushed into the live stream room as the bullet screens floated by:
— Wow, my wife started streaming early! So lucky!
— I’m still at work, sneaking a peek at my wife behind my boss’s back—this is a great steal from capitalism!
— My wife looks so good in pajamas, love it!
— Huh? Why does the background look a bit different from before?
“Yeah, I had the aunt tidy up the room yesterday,” Tong Sui said, casually moving the camera around the room, “Isn’t it clean?”
— Don’t show the window, wife! It’s easy to reveal your location.
— Is that a little dress hanging on the rack?
— Your room looks so nice. Can you wear a little dress while streaming?
Seeing the bullet screen’s comments, Tong Sui quickly adjusted the camera, “Can you really just tell my location from looking out the window? That’s so scary…”
When Chi Xingyu entered the live stream, he heard this comment.
The little anchor on the screen had a naive expression.
And yet, he was the “terrifying” figure spoken of by Tong.
What he didn’t know was that it wasn’t just the outside; as long as someone was determined, they could easily uncover his location through other means.
Tong Sui was focused on the bullet screens and hadn’t noticed Chi Xingyu had come in. “Streaming in a dress? No, I don’t want to wear one.”
— Boo hoo, really can’t?
— It’s well-known that the tradition on the Mengya platform is a 100k fan benefit for cross-dressing. You won’t back out, will you?
— “100k fan benefits, and there’s such a thing?” Did you guys just trick me?
Tong Sui frowned as she furiously typed at the keyboard, and the search result popped up.
“Who would have thought there’s actually such a thing, but I think I’ve not reached 100k fans yet.”
Tong Sui clicked back to her homepage, which showed 87k followers, and she breathed a sigh of relief. “That was close; I remember not being at 100k.”
The little anchor on the screen sighed in relief, and his compliant demeanor made people unable to resist wanting to tease him and see how he would react next.
So the people in the live stream room began to follow him like crazy.
Chi Xingyu glanced at the upper left corner and casually clicked the follow button.