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As Lu Yao finished dressing and was about to bend down to put on her shoes, Fu Ciyan knelt down on one knee in front of her, his large hand steadily supporting her ankle, while his other hand slipped the shoes onto her feet.

As her fingertips brushed against the skin on the inside of her ankle, the thin calluses on her fingertips made Lu Yao tremble slightly, and her ears involuntarily flushed red.

He lowered his head, his expression gentle yet focused.

The morning light shone from the side onto his well-defined profile, outlining his high nose and tightly pursed thin lips.

Lu Yao lowered her eyes and could see his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyelids.

"Alright." Fu Ciyan stood up. "Can you walk now?"

Lu Yao nodded and stood up by herself, holding onto the edge of the bed.

Although her legs were still a little weak, she had no problem standing: "I can do it myself."

Fu Ciyan didn't insist any further, but simply supported her gently from the side: "Let's go."

After leaving the ward, Fu Ciyan took her to the attending physician's office.

Upon seeing them, the other person's eyes lit up with surprise: "You seem to be recovering well. Check for any medication residue; if there are no problems, you can be discharged and go home. However, you still need to rest well for the next couple of days."

After he finished speaking, a nurse came over and took Lu Yao to the next room to have her blood drawn.

Lu Yao followed the other person away. While waiting in a seat, Lu Yao couldn't help but ask the nurse, "How is Xie Linyu?"

The nurse, who was preparing to draw blood, paused upon hearing this, her face showing sympathy and regret.

She lowered her voice and spoke cautiously as she drew blood from Lu Yao, saying, "Mr. Xie's situation is rather special. I heard he used a metabolic drug last night, and that stuff has quite a few side effects. It's not only painful for him, but it's also bad for his health... sigh."

She didn't finish her sentence, but simply shook her head. "They should still be resting right now."

Although the nurse's words were vague, that sigh was enough to make Lu Yao's heart sink to the bottom.

After having her blood drawn, she hurriedly stood up. Just then, Fu Ciyan came out of the doctor's office. Lu Yao looked directly at the attending physician and asked, "Doctor, what's the situation with Xie Linyu, who was brought in with me?"

Faced with her sudden question, the attending physician paused for a moment, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Fu Ciyan beside him.

Fu Ciyan nodded calmly.

The doctor then carefully spoke: "Ms. Lu, the medication in Mr. Xie's body has been completely metabolized, but... because of the method he chose, there are significant side effects, so he may need some rehabilitation treatment."

"What do you mean? His arm is crippled?" She vaguely remembered that Xie Linyu shot himself in the arm in order to stay conscious.

Seeing that Lu Yao had misunderstood, the attending physician quickly said, "It's not a problem with his arm. The injury on his arm isn't serious, but... he might be unable to get an erection."

"What?" Lu Yao didn't understand the doctor's meaning for a moment. She was still thinking, what kind of problem is erectile dysfunction?

After a few seconds of confusion, Lu Yao suddenly realized what the doctor meant by "impotence".

Her face turned deathly pale in an instant, all color drained from her, and she swayed, almost unable to stand.

"You mean, he might not be able to..." She couldn't bring herself to say the word; she was overwhelmed by immense shock and guilt.

Fu Ciyan quickly reached out and half-embraced her.

"Ms. Lu, please don't get too agitated. This is just the worst-case scenario. Perhaps the situation isn't as bad as we think."

Lu Yao looked up at him, not taking his words of comfort at face value: "Does he know?"

The attending physician nodded: "We clearly informed him of the results before the treatment and also communicated with his family. They were the ones who chose this plan. Mr. Xie was not very accepting of the matching partner comfort plan, so in the end we could only choose drug metabolism."

What are the chances that the side effects of this medication will lead to the worst possible outcome, and what is the cure rate?

Upon hearing this, the attending physician knew there was no way to hide it: "The side effects are in the 80% range, while the cure rate is between 40% and 50%."

Lu Yao closed her eyes, clearly processing the matter silently.

Fu Ciyan hugged her and said, "Don't blame yourself. I will find a way to cure him."

She buried her head in Fu Ciyan's arms, ignoring the man's words. At this moment, she was in a state of confusion. She couldn't imagine how someone as proud and even flamboyant as Xie Linyu could face such an outcome.

She knew very well what this outcome meant for a man, but she was even more confused as to why he would make this choice knowing the outcome.

Is matching really that unacceptable to him?

"I want to go see him." After a while, Lu Yao finally composed herself and looked up at the doctor.

The attending physician nodded: "He should be awake by now."

Lu Yao broke free from Fu Ciyan's embrace and turned to walk towards Xie Linyu's ward. Fu Ciyan followed closely behind, but when Lu Yao knocked on the door, Fu Ciyan reached out and grabbed her hand, his fingertips trembling slightly: "I will support whatever decision you make, but I hope you can prioritize your own wishes. I don't want you to wrong yourself."

Lu Yao paused, but did not turn around; instead, she nodded slightly.

Fu Ciyan released his hand, but did not go in with her; however, he did not leave either.

Lu Yao took a deep breath and gently pushed open the ward door.

The room was brightly lit, with sunlight streaming in through the clean glass windows, making the ward feel exceptionally warm.

Xie Linyu sat back on the bed, wearing a clean hospital gown. His hair was combed, and although his face was still pale, his bright blue eyes had regained their clarity.

Noticing Lu Yao enter, he forced a smile and asked, "How are you? Have you recovered?"

Xie Linyu's condition surprised Lu Yao, yet it wasn't entirely unexpected.

She nodded: "Yes, I just had a check-up. If everything's okay, I can be discharged. How are you feeling?"

"Me?" Xie Linyu raised an eyebrow, still with that lazy and casual tone, as if he had just caught a minor cold. "I'm fine. Except for my arm still hurting a little, everything else is fine. The doctor said I can be discharged in a couple of days, so it won't delay the film crew's schedule. Don't worry."

He spoke in a relaxed tone, even with a touch of nonchalant roguishness, as if the thrilling life-or-death struggle and the cruel treatment results of the previous night were just trivial episodes.

Sunlight fell on his pale face, giving it a faint golden edge, but it couldn't penetrate his seemingly smiling blue eyes.

Lu Yao looked at him, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

The more nonchalant he acted, the more she could sense the undercurrent beneath his calm exterior.

She took a few steps closer and sat down on the chair by the bed, her gaze falling on his bandaged arm.

"Thank you for yesterday." She thanked him again solemnly, her voice slightly hoarse. "If it weren't for you, I..."

"So how do you plan to repay me? By offering yourself to me?" Xie Linyu interrupted her, a smile playing on his lips, his tone full of teasing and mockery.

He tilted his head, his blue eyes looking at her with a half-smile, waiting for her reaction.

"if you……"

"You already know?" Before Lu Yao could finish speaking, Xie Linyu took the initiative to expose her.