Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

His ears felt a little itchy from her breath, and Yu Shinan tilted his head slightly. "Hmm?"

Fu Sichen stopped talking and tightened her grip on his arm.

She longed for him to carry her for the rest of her life.

He carried her until she became a little old lady and he became an old man, until he could no longer carry her.

After a while, she placed her hand on his arm, and Yu Shinan finally heard her say, "Brother Nan, does the injury on your arm hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

It would be strange if it didn't hurt; she felt pain just looking at it.

"Why don't you put me down? I'll walk by myself."

Yu Shinan didn't stop walking; he discerned the direction and led her forward.

……

When Jiang Zhi found them, it was almost noon. He stood next to Yu Shinan with his head down. "Brother Nan, it was my oversight."

"It's none of your business." Yu Shinan glanced at him. "I need to know who it is."

Jiang Zhi understood what he meant and nodded, "They can't escape."

The woman's gaze fell on his back, but after just one glance, she looked away without saying a word.

Yu Qian strode over in his rubber boots, yelling and cursing, "What kind of vermin dares to run wild on my turf? When I catch them, I'll give them a good beating. They're too arrogant. I'll make them jump off the roof too."

Yu Shinan's temples throbbed with rage; he wanted nothing more than to kick him for his hindsight.

"Brother, are you alright!" Yu Qian rushed over and, seeing the person on his back, asked, "Little sister, are you okay?"

Fu Sichen shook her head, her face pressed against Yu Shinan's shoulder, unable to speak. Exhaustion and fever made her weak eyelids seem unable to lift.

Seeing their disheveled appearance, Yu Qian reached out to take Fu Sichen from him, saying, "Brother, give him to me, get in the car quickly."

Just as his hand was about to touch Fu Sichen's arm, Yu Shinan turned around and kicked him hard in the leg, sending him flying.

Yu Qian was kicked for no reason, and before he could react, Jiang Zhi pulled him away.

Yu Qian watched the person stride away with their back to him, then turned to Jiang Zhi and asked, "Why did you pull me?"

Yu Qian felt very wronged after being kicked. He was the first to know about the accident and hurriedly contacted the rescue team. He had been busy all night, but when he met the rescuers, they didn't even say a kind word to him. Instead, they kicked him.

She whispered to Jiang Zhi, "Is it my fault?"

Jiang Zhi glanced at him. "It's not your fault. You're just naturally blind."

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything."

"Damn it, Jiang Zhi, just say it straight."

Jiang Zhi ignored him and followed Yu Shinan.

Fu Sichen had a high fever and was delirious and listless. Yu Shinan held her tightly in the car and placed an ice pack wrapped in a towel on her forehead.

The high fever persists.

The doctor from the on-site rescue team was acquainted with Yu Shinan; they were relatives. She was a middle-aged woman who had someone bring over dry clothes so that Fu Sichen could change out of her damp shirt.

But as he took off his shirt, Dr. Ding suddenly looked at Yu Shinan and asked, "Were you with her yesterday? Was it just the two of you?"

"Cousin, my dear sister, you need to get to the doctor right away. We've only managed to save two people; those bastards have already disappeared."

Dr. Ding ignored Yu Qian and stared intently at Yu Shinan. "I asked him, not you."

"Yes." Yu Shinan nodded. He glanced at the person on the hospital bed whose breathing was burning hot and whose eyelids seemed unable to open. He was a little anxious. "She has a high fever. What's wrong?"

"A fever is a minor issue; getting caught in the rain or being startled is unavoidable. Medication and injections will help you recover quickly. The key question is, what did you do?"

Dr. Ding asked directly.

Yu Shinan's temples were throbbing. He shooed everyone else out and said bluntly, "Just go see a doctor. Pretend you didn't see anything else."

"But I heard from Yu Qian that she has a husband. Shi Nan, are you taking advantage of her vulnerability...?"

"I'll handle it. You take care of her." Yu Shinan interrupted her decisively.

Dr. Ding hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Her heart rate is too fast. Has she had this symptom or any other unusual situation before?"

"She may have eaten something unclean," Yu Shinan pondered. Her condition was clearly abnormal.

"Then let's do a blood test first." Dr. Ding asked the nurse to collect a blood sample, "to see if the results require gastric lavage."

She lifted her eyelids to look at him, and said bluntly, "You could also get a gynecological exam."

After saying this, Dr. Ding walked straight out.

Yu Shinan stopped her before she could leave, saying, "You should pretend you don't know; it's not good for her."

Dr. Ding looked up at him in surprise, then at the delicate-looking girl on the hospital bed. She slapped the medical record book in her hand aside as Yu Shinan blocked her way, saying, "Find a decent unmarried girl you like, so your aunt won't worry about you every day."

Yu Shinan's forehead twitched, but he didn't say anything.

……

Fu Sichen was still taken to have his stomach pumped, and after receiving an injection to reduce his fever, he slept for most of the day before he finally recovered.

Jiang Zhi reported the situation to Yu Shinan. Those people were Li Shang's men, and they were undoubtedly targeting Yu Shinan. As for why they specifically targeted Fu Sichen, Jiang Zhi knew without asking. He wasn't as stupid as Yu Qian, who couldn't see through anything.

"Lin Yuanqing was also involved."

Jiang Zhi reported in detail, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Nan, they are obviously retaliating. I will take care of these two."

"What do you want me to do with this?" Yu Shinan's face was tense. He glanced at Jiang Zhi and knew what he meant.

"Li Shang has a lot of dirty work on his hands, and Lin Yuanqing too. Hand over the evidence to the police." The man's eyes were dark. He was tolerant only because he wanted to change his lifestyle, but that didn't mean he was a good man or a saint.

After Jiang Zhi left, Yu Shinan's phone rang; it was a private investigator's report on Han Yi's whereabouts.

It would be impossible to say that Han Yi had no ulterior motives, but his behavior was quite proper, and apart from being photographed dining together, he and Ruan Weiyue did nothing particularly outrageous.

Perhaps it was because of Ruan Weiyue's celebrity status that they paid extra attention to her, and she behaved very properly in public.

Yu Shinan's lips were tightly pressed together, and his brows were furrowed.

Honestly, right now I wish Han Yi could be even more absurd.

He heard a noise from the hospital bed behind him. Yu Shinan turned around and saw Fu Sichen propping herself up on her arms. He hurriedly went over, pulled out a pillow and stuffed it behind her, then placed his palm on her forehead.

"The fever's gone down." Yu Shinan withdrew his hand and asked her, "How are you?"

"Much better."

Fu Sichen noticed he hadn't changed his clothes. "You've been here the whole time?"

"I'm not at ease."

In short, it warmed my heart.

"I'm fine now, I feel much better. Brother Nan, you should go and rest and change your clothes too." Fu Sichen couldn't bear it, he had held her in his arms all night in that small house to keep her warm.

"I didn't call your family. Should I tell them?" Yu Shinan asked her.

"No. Everything's alright now, don't let them worry." Fu Sichen shook his head. "I'll just call my parents in a bit."

She gave it to her parents, but didn't mention Han Yi.

Yu Shinan couldn't discern his own emotions either. He poured Fu Sichen a glass of water and told her to drink it.

The water temperature was just right, neither too high nor too low, and she drank it in small sips.

"Sichen," Yu Shinan said, "take your medicine."

Fu Sichen took the medicine he was given, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears when she saw the name on the packaging.

She put the medicine in her mouth and swallowed it with water; her heart felt bitter.

Her fingers gripped the cup tightly, her voice low, tears welling in her eyes, "Brother Nan, are you afraid I'll cling to you? Didn't you say you'd take responsibility?"