For several days, there was no news from Ye Chen. Huo Zhixing appeared to be as usual, but Jiang Can knew the torment he was going through.

She didn't know how to comfort him.

This man is too strong-willed and never wants to bring his negative emotions to her.

In front of her, he was always that gentle, smiling, and loving husband.

Jiang Can felt heartache every time she saw his smile; she could see the weariness in it.

Nie Xin called Jiang Can and told her that she was going back to Southeast Asia for a vacation and to visit her parents.

Jiang Can responded indifferently, her mind elsewhere.

"What's wrong with you?" Nie Xin chuckled. "You seem so listless. Could you be suffering from prenatal depression?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Jiang Can told him everything that had happened in the past few days.

There was a moment of silence on Nie Xin's end, and after a long while, she softly said, "I'm going to England tomorrow."

Jiang Can was taken aback.

"You're here because of Yilan, aren't you? I advise you not to come now, she..."

"It's precisely because of the special circumstances that I have to stay by her side!" Nie Xin said with unwavering determination.

"But……"

"But should I gloat?" he chuckled. "Cousin, don't underestimate me. I do dislike that guy surnamed Ye, but when it comes to matters of life and death, I feel I should do my part."

Jiang Can was taken aback. "How could you possibly do that?"

“I’ll take a few men with me. They’ve received rigorous training from the Nanyang military and are equipped with very advanced equipment. Finding someone will be a piece of cake for them!”

"I'll also bring some medicine," Nie Xin said softly. "He suffered a knife wound, and if he doesn't receive proper treatment, he might suffer long-term effects. The Yin family's medicine is quite effective!"

Jiang Can was quite moved and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"There's no need to say anything!" Nie Xin laughed magnanimously. "I'm not doing this for him!"

It wasn't for Ye Chen, but for Tang Yilan.

He wanted to help Tang Yilan get through this difficult time.

He knew that if anything happened to Ye Chen, Tang Yilan would never have peace of mind for the rest of her life.

Even if she let go of her obsession with Ye Chen, he was still someone she once liked.

Nie Xin can understand and tolerate it.

Actually, he is quite similar to Tang Yilan in some ways; they are both the kind of people who, once they have an obsession, are unwilling to let go easily.

...

"Hey, don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep!"

"Brother Ye, are you alright? Talk to me, don't be so delirious!"

"...Two years ago, in that basement room next door, a woman was also stabbed. When she came back, she was asleep and never woke up again..."

Ye Chen's eyelids were heavy, but he was still relatively conscious.

The main problem was the intense pain from his injuries, the kind of pain where his skin was torn open and his flesh was ripped apart, which kept him awake at night.

The fever reducer must have worked; he was sweating profusely, and his temperature gradually dropped.

He opened his eyes at some point and saw Sang Qing curled up on the ground. He made a muffled sound in his throat, and Sang Qing suddenly sat up and reached out to touch his head.

"Thank goodness!" She smiled with relief. "The fever is gone!"

"Then starting tomorrow, I won't need to buy you fever reducers anymore!"

"You..." Ye Chen chuckled dryly, "So you're happy because you're saving money."

"Of course!" Sang Qing dipped a cotton swab in water and applied it to his lips.

She is a kind girl, but due to her circumstances, she has to be frugal with every penny.

"Sang Qing," Ye Chen said in a low voice, "why didn't you take me to the hospital, and why wouldn't you let me call the police?"

Sang Qing stopped what she was doing and bit her lip.

An endless silence permeated the small basement.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Ye Chen's mind like lightning.

She wouldn't let the police call, probably because she was afraid the police would find out she existed...

He was stabbed, but by sheer coincidence, she saved him.

And she was terrified of the police!

Ye Chen's brow furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice, "You, you're in cahoots with the people who robbed me?"

"Huh?" Sang Qing exclaimed in surprise, quickly waving her hands, "No, no! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Then why exactly?"

Ye Chen felt increasingly uneasy.

Sang Qing clutched the hem of her clothes with her two small hands, her gaze towards him filled with a complex emotion.

"In short, we can't call the police."

Her voice was soft, but her words were irrefutable.

"I just happened to save you, and if you insist on having doubts, I can't stop you. But I won't take you to the hospital, much less call the police for you! To be honest, I'm not sure if your injuries will heal. I will do my best to take care of you, but your fate is in God's hands, and there's nothing I can do about it!"

“Sang Qing, you…”

"Okay, I'm going to change and go out now!" Sang Qing looked at him. "Can you close your eyes for a second?"

The room was too small, and she usually lived alone, so she could change clothes without any restraint.

But now that there's a man here, and there's nowhere to hang the curtain, we can only hope that the man will be more self-aware.

Ye Chen looked up and met Sang Qing's pure and beautiful eyes, seeing that her hand was already clasped under her T-shirt.

He pursed his lips and obediently closed his eyes.

He opened his eyes a moment later, and Sang Qing in front of him amazed him.

She changed into a long dress, a bohemian style with a skirt printed with large clusters of flowers, swaying gracefully with every step she took.

Sang Qing left him water and medicine, and also placed half a piece of bread by his bedside.

She locked the door tightly when she left.

Ye Chen lay on the bed, unable to move; the basement was so stuffy it was hard to breathe.

For the first time in his life, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness, and for the first time, he felt that his fate was in the hands of others.

He closed his eyes; he had been severely weakened these past few days and needed to recover properly.

He fell asleep without realizing it, and in his dream he seemed to see Tang Yilan's figure.

She looked at him with resentment in her eyes and questioned him about why he hadn't contacted her.

Ye Chen lifted his clothes, wanting to show her his injuries. Strangely, all the knife wounds were gone; he was perfectly healthy.

The next second, Tang Yilan disappeared. He panicked and searched everywhere. Then he heard that sweet voice.

"Hey, look what I brought you! With this, your injury will disappear quickly without even a scar!"