"What’s going on? What exactly happened?" Zhuang Xiyue asked anxiously. "Let’s talk when we get back, I’m still busy. I’ll hang up now, but remember what I said." As soon as the words fell, the call ended. He had just lavished praise on Yun Ya in front of the media, and if the relationship between Yun Ya and their family were to come out, it would be wildly speculated by unscrupulous media, especially online, and rumors detrimental to Yun Ya could spread. He would not allow such a situation to exist. "Give a heads-up to the media; don’t write nonsense, especially about Ji Yunya. He’s a good kid, and I hope the media can guide public opinion correctly." With Yan Nanmo’s word out there, the direction of the ensuing public opinion was predictable. [Move Country Hua, definitely cast a vote for her] [Positive energy idol emerges; all small actors and actresses making a living by tearing each other down in the entertainment circle, disperse, this is a true idol] [This rich second generation is incredible, the mayor praises her highly] [From National Socialite to national idol and now a national hero, what has she experienced?] Such headlines kept emerging, all from official media. With the official media setting the tone, guiding public opinion, Ji Yunya was elevated to a new height, already beyond the realm of ordinary idols, she became a national hero. If Yun Ya knew, she would only be able to laugh and cry. When she saved someone, she never thought so much about it, yet outside they put her on such a pedestal, even calling her a national hero. Yun Ya woke up at six in the evening; outside the window, the wind and rain still raged, furiously beating against the window. Just as she tried to get up, she felt a tearing pain in her waist and couldn’t help but inhale sharply. It seemed her waist injury was not light. She looked at her arm, almost wrapped up like a zongzi, and couldn’t help but smile wryly. Look, this was the consequence of trying to show off. Tang He pushed the door open and, upon seeing her awake, he paused, then quickly walked over, "You’re awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I’ll go call a doctor." "No need," Yun Ya called out to him, "I’m fine. How about the grandma, how is she?" Tang He hadn’t expected that the first thing she would ask upon waking up was about the old lady. Looking at the young girl’s beautiful face, he said softly, "Don’t worry, she’s fine. It’s you who have suffered a lot of injuries. The doctor said you must rest well." Yun Ya pursed her lips, "Uncle, could you lend me your phone? I need to call home." Tang He hesitated but eventually handed over his phone. Yun Ya called home; it was Aunt Li who answered. She had seen the news too, worried, but the young lady’s phone had been unreachable. "Miss, why so foolish? Why save someone who’s practically at death’s door?" The young lady, in the prime of her life, had jeopardized herself in an attempt to save an old woman who was half in the grave. It was not worth it. "I’ve made you worried, Aunt Li," Yun Ya said with a smile, not dwelling on the question, and instead asked, "How is Miaomiao?" Aunt Li spoke, "After lunch, she’s been in her room the whole time, playing with puzzles. I just checked on her; the little master is asleep." After a few more words, Yun Ya ended the call and handed the phone back to Tang He, "Uncle, could you arrange for someone to take me home?" Tang He frowned deeply, "You need to rest properly in the hospital right now." Yun Ya smiled, Tang He had never seen such a beautiful smile before, devoid of any post-traumatic joy or fear, calm and composed, "Uncle, I’ll heal just the same at home as I would here in the hospital. I can’t stay here." Tang He took a deep look at her and then stepped aside to make a phone call. Tang He was calling Yan Nanmo for instructions; after all, Yan Nanmo had repeatedly entrusted him to take good care of this girl. He explained the situation, and Yan Nanmo did not object, asking him to arrange for her transport home and to assign a nurse to accompany her. After arranging for the transport, Tang He returned to Yun Ya’s bedside and hesitated. He had carried her while she was unconscious due to the emergency, but now, for him, a grown man, to carry a young girl seemed somewhat improper. Just then, a man pushed open the door and walked in. Tang He looked at the newcomer warily, "Who are you?" The man had a steady stance; it was clear that he was trained. Yun Ya laughed, "He’s Brother Du, my personal guard, and driver." Chapters first released on novｅlfire.net Tang He let out a sigh of relief. Du Shan walked over, bent down to pick up Yun Ya, not even glancing at Tang He, and left the hospital room. This man, rather proud, Tang He thought, quickly following. Du Shan bent over to place Yun Ya in the car, "Miss, you nearly scared me to death."