The sickly one in F4 was the group's darling.

As evening approached, the twilight gently seeped into the room.

When Dr. Qin came to check on her, Bai Ci was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs gently dangling over the edge, swinging slowly, looking soft and relaxed.

He changed into the off-white loungewear that Uncle Chen had just brought, with a delicate, subtle embroidery around the cuffs, giving it a clean and gentle look. The collar buttons were neatly fastened, making his slender, fair neck stand out, and he exuded a soft, clean, and well-behaved charm.

Upon seeing Dr. Qin walk in, Bai Ci immediately looked up and greeted him softly, "Dr. Qin."

Dr. Qin nodded, and as usual, took the patient's temperature, listened to their heartbeat, and reviewed the data on the monitor. After completing the procedure, he jotted down a few lines on his tablet.

"His vital signs are stable at the moment; his heart rate and blood pressure are normal. How is the young master feeling?"

"Very good!" Bai Ci blurted out almost immediately, then realized she had been too hasty and quickly added softly, "I'm just a little weak and get tired easily, but otherwise I feel comfortable and not uncomfortable at all."

A faint smile flickered in Dr. Qin's eyes. Having practiced medicine for many years, he had seen all kinds of patients; Bai Ci's little scheme was impossible for him to hide.

Do you still experience chest tightness, palpitations, or cold hands and feet?

"no."

"Did you sleep well at noon?"

"Very good, he didn't wake up once in the middle."

Dr. Qin lowered his head to write down the last line of the record, then closed the tablet and turned to look at Bai Yanzhi, who was sitting quietly waiting to the side.

"Mr. Bai, the young master's vital signs have stabilized, and there are no signs requiring immediate intervention at this time."

He honestly advised, "Considering his weak constitution and the need for long-term recuperation, continuing to stay in the medical ward is not very meaningful and may even affect his mood and sleep quality."

"If everything is arranged properly on your end, from a medical perspective, you can absolutely move back to your own room to recuperate at home."

Bai Ci's eyes lit up instantly.

His light brown pupils were filled with tiny glimmers of light, and the expectation in his eyes was almost overflowing.

He quickly turned to look at Bai Yanzhi, staring at him expectantly, his heart filled with excitement but he dared not urge him on his own. He could only obediently sit up straight and quietly wait for his elder brother to speak.

Bai Yanzhi took in all of his cautious joy.

He didn't answer immediately. He lowered his eyes calmly, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Is the room's window repaired?"

"All rectification has been completed."

Uncle Chen's respectful and steady voice came from the doorway. He had been standing quietly by the door waiting: "As soon as you gave the instructions last night, the workers worked through the night to complete the modifications. All the windows in the young master's room have been replaced with limit windows, which can only be opened a maximum of ten centimeters. This ensures ventilation without letting in drafts and causing the young master to catch a cold. The fresh air system and temperature control in the room have also been checked and adjusted to maintain a constant temperature throughout the day, so there will be absolutely no more temperature differences causing the young master to catch a cold."

Bai Ci blinked. Had her older brother already sent someone to replace the windows last night? A warm and comforting feeling welled up inside her.

Bai Yanzhi nodded, then turned to Bai Ci: "You can move back. But you have to promise me a few things."

"Brother, you tell me!"

Bai Ci immediately sat up straight, adopting a proper posture.

"First, don't open the windows yourself; if you need ventilation, have Uncle Chen do it."

"it is good."

"Second, the bath water temperature should not be too high, the time should not exceed fifteen minutes, and the bathroom door should not be locked from the inside."

"...Okay." Bai Ci's ears turned slightly red, but she still obediently agreed.

"Third, Uncle Chen will come to check on you every night before you go to bed to make sure you don't have any sudden health problems."

Bai Ci paused for a moment, then nodded gently.

"it is good."

He neither refuted nor said it was unnecessary to bother.

Bai Ci understood that his older brother never intended to restrict him; he simply silently protected him from all his vulnerabilities and potential risks.

"Alright, let's eat dinner first. After you finish, let Ji Heng help you clean up. I have some things to take care of."

"Um."

As soon as the door closed, Bai Ci relaxed completely.

He was truly terrified of this medical room. The lingering smell of disinfectant, the monitoring screens that would automatically light up every now and then, and the white coats that kept walking by in the corridor—everything about it made him feel uneasy.

Every time Dr. Qin came in for rounds, his heart would skip a beat, and he would quickly check himself.

Is her temperature stable? Is her heartbeat erratic? Could something be wrong? Is there anything that might give her away?

He was on tenterhooks the whole time, afraid that his secret would be discovered.

When his older brother said he could move back to his own room, he almost jumped off the bed on the spot, but he managed to restrain himself and maintain his obedient and well-behaved demeanor.

Bai Jiheng arrived half an hour later. When he entered, Bai Ci had already finished eating and was squatting next to the bedside table, packing the things Uncle Chen had brought into a cloth bag one by one. There was a thermos, a spare towel, two books that had only been turned a few pages, and a set of neatly folded spare clothes.

"Oh, you're moving already? I thought you were going to stay in the medical room until at least tomorrow."

"If anyone wants to stay here, Dr. Qin said I can move back."

Bai Jiheng stepped forward, bent down, and took the heavy cloth bag directly from his hands, saving him the trouble.

"Let's go, Third Brother will take you back to your room."

Bai Ci pushed himself up from the ground, but his legs went numb, and Bai Jiheng helped him up.

"Slow down, don't slip and fall before you even get it back. If the older brother gets anxious, he'll just have someone cover the floor with anti-slip mats."

"It wasn't my fault that I fell," Bai Ci muttered softly.

"Yes, yes, the floor started it."

The path from the medical room to the main building is not far; you can reach it by walking through a transparent glass corridor.

As the evening sun shone through the roof of the corridor, its warm glow fell on Bai Ci's pale face, casting a soft, gentle light upon it.

Trapped in the medical room, surrounded by cold instruments and the pungent smell of disinfectant all day, he had long since grown to crave this relaxing warmth.

He couldn't help but slow his pace, tilt his head back slightly, and comfortably squint his eyes.

Bai Jiheng walked ahead, looked back at his contented and relaxed appearance, and smiled slightly. He didn't urge him, but just stood there and waited.

"It feels like I'm getting some fresh air," Bai Ci sighed contentedly.

"What kind of analogy is that?" Bai Jiheng shook his head, amused. "Going back to your own home is called taking a break?"

"The medical room is so stuffy, it smells like disinfectant everywhere, and it's not ventilated at all," Bai Ci explained earnestly. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she quickened her pace to catch up, turned her head to look at Bai Jiheng, her eyes filled with undisguised confusion, "By the way, Third Brother."

"Um?"

"I fainted that night... How exactly was I taken to the medical room? I only remember collapsing at the bathroom door, and after that, everything is a blank."

Bai Jiheng paused in his steps.

He looked down at Bai Ci's light brown eyes, which were staring intently at him, and his mind raced through several thoughts.

To be honest, that's impossible. My brother was so anxious that he didn't even notice his knees were stuck in the broken porcelain and milk stains. He just picked up the person and rushed out.

If this little guy knew, he would definitely feel bad, thinking he had caused someone a huge amount of trouble. But making it up completely wouldn't work either; Bai Ci may look gentle, but he's not easy to fool.

Just as he was about to interrupt, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall, slender figure walking towards him from the end of the corridor.

Bai Yanzhi.

Bai Jiheng immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say, and casually pointed in that direction: "Look, Big Brother is here. Ask Big Brother about this; he remembers it better than I do."

After he finished speaking, he stepped aside half a step, his posture relaxed, but the hint of relief and joy in his eyes was well hidden.

This kind of question is best left to the eldest brother to answer. After all, the eldest brother can make up lies in front of his younger brother without batting an eye, and he's much more professional than him.