The boy lowered his head, nodding it little by little in her palm, then looked up at her with longing in his eyes.

Mu Yiran knew what he wanted to do.

Just like when he was a child, he liked to whimper in front of her when he was feeling unwell. He liked Mu Yiran to stroke his head and neck.

But Mu Yiran didn't want to.

There are so many people watching.

Moreover, we can't spoil him too much, or he'll throw tantrums for no reason at the drop of a hat.

Mu Yiran simply sat down and scrolled through her phone, ignoring him.

Shi Youxi didn't expect her to react this way, and she was about to go over and tease her again when she came over after completing the formalities with her tattooed arm.

"The room is ready, young master, please go in first and have a quick check-up."

Mu Yiran picked up her bag and stood up. "Okay, let's go."

Shi Youxi stood up and snorted. He raised his arm, wanting Mu Yiran to grab him and walk away.

A large, veiny hand touched me.

Shi Youxi: "..."

"Young master, are you feeling dizzy? Let me help you."

The tattooed man felt incredibly thoughtful; he knew everything the young master did.

Tsk, no one understands the young master's thoughts better than him.

Mu Yiran heard the increasingly heavy footsteps behind her. Shi Youxi's sneakers, which she was wearing today, made a sizzling sound on the smooth hospital floor.

With a puzzled look on his face, the man with the tattooed arm asked, "Young Master, are your legs too weak? Then let me carry you—" Before he could finish speaking, Shi Youxi flung his arm away and snorted coldly through his nose.

"Young master, don't be shy, I can carry you."

"Ugh... gun!"

Mu Yiran, who was listening from the front, almost died laughing.

Upon arriving at the VIP ward, Shi Youxi, still with a long face like a pufferfish, led the other person to sit on the hospital bed.

There are already doctors waiting inside.

"The basic examination revealed nothing other than a low-grade fever."

"Low-grade fever? Is it caused by catching a cold?" Mu Yiran glanced at the thermometer; it was close to 38.5°C.

The doctor held the medical record, then glanced at the tattooed arm and said, "Um..."

Mu Yiran was completely confused. What was she trying to say?

She exchanged a glance with the person with the tattooed arm and instantly understood.

It is related to Shi Youxi's mental illness.

Mu Yiran felt a sudden chill in her heart. She really wanted to know how serious Shi Youxi's illness was, but according to her agreement with Shi Yan, she should avoid suspicion.

Mu Yiran gently rubbed Shi Youxi's head, intending to warm the boy's cold earlobes, but ultimately withdrew her hand and said with a light smile, "I'm going to the restroom."

Leave behind a trustworthy and reliable image for the tattooed man, and close the door tightly.

Mu Yiran turned around and pressed her face against the crack in the door to eavesdrop, "Ugh, I can't hear anything..."

Just as I was about to discreetly open the door a crack, I said, "—fill me up, I can love you, baby~"

A seductive female voice rang out, echoing throughout the corridor. Those inside the ward heard it and walked towards the door.

Holy crap!

Knowing she was about to get caught eavesdropping, Mu Yiran pulled out her phone, hung up without even looking at it, and ran straight to the bathroom.

"I can't go back and eavesdrop anymore," Mu Yiran sighed helplessly, cursing her phone for being so inconsiderate while checking her missed calls.

It was a call from Chen Yiting.

"Mr. Cheng! I thought I had disturbed your rest."

"No, what's wrong?"

"I just... wanted to check if Mr. Cheng's injury has healed, um, nothing else."

"Chen Yiting?! You still have time to make phone calls? You're in charge of this project, and now that the negotiations aren't going well, aren't you going to resolve this quickly? Do you think you can order us around just because you have Little Cheng protecting you?!"

Mu Yiran: "..."

She was about to speak when the other end of the line abruptly cut off the call.

She could have simply ignored this employee dispute that came before her.

But it was true that Mu Yiran had entrusted all the work to an intern who was new to the workforce, and Li Buhuo was currently unavailable. Feeling uneasy, Mu Yiran decided to go and check on him.

Mu Yiran sent a message to Shi Youxi to say goodbye, and then left the hospital for Cheng's Group.

By the window in the hospital corridor.

Li Bu Huo watched the figure get into a taxi and leave through the door, and said calmly, "Well, we didn't get the photos, and the phone is with the police now."

Su Tian was furious: "The police?! Tsk, getting into trouble with the police is going to be a nightmare."

"Yes... but at least the guy who threatened the lady won't wake up anytime soon." Li Bu Huo glanced at Andrei, who was unconscious in the intensive care unit, and the smile on his lips was both cruel and tender.

"Fine, there's no harm in it anyway. But did you push the person?"

Li Bu Huo innocently replied, "Why would you think of me like that, Madam? This is a society governed by the rule of law. I can only say that I was lucky to go from being a suspect to a helpful person."

Su Tian didn't care who was responsible for the attack. "Remember our appointment the day after tomorrow. Remind Cheng Ran to tell me immediately if anything seems amiss."

Li Bu Huo agreed, stroking the smooth back of his phone, his eyes deep as he recalled the scene he had witnessed that afternoon...

"Shi Youxi..."

They are indeed more wary of than current affairs.

...

The tattooed man noticed the commotion at the door. He opened the door, but no one was there. However, he recognized the erotic song playing and became wary. He then went to the doctor's office to talk.

Shi Youxi was left alone in the ward. He leaned back on the bed, looking at his phone to check the location. His sister had indeed gone to the Cheng Group.

He took fever reducer himself, but the low-grade fever was nothing to worry about.

Her pale face wasn't due to a low-grade fever, but her sister happened to see it, and Shi Youxi thought it was quite good.

He casually pulled the IV drip off the back of his hand, and seeing the blood dripping out, Shi Youxi raised his eyebrows slightly and then vigorously poked the blood with the needle a few more times.

What was originally a tiny pinhole was transformed into several hideous bloody marks by him.

Shi Youxi felt the tearing pain on the back of his hand with satisfaction, a smile spreading across his face.

That way, when his sister sees him, she'll definitely hold onto him tightly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to put on his shoes and get out of bed.

The ward door opened at that moment, and Guan Shiyan, carrying his schoolbag, locked the door and said coldly, "Lie back down."

Shi Youxi stared at him thoughtfully for a few seconds before finally giving in and sitting back on the bed, propping herself up with her arms behind her back. "Did the tattooed man ask you to come?"

Guan Shiyan put down his schoolbag, grabbed his hand, glanced at the wound, adjusted his glasses, and said, "Are you sick?! It's not enough to scratch other people, you have to scratch yourself too!"

Shi Youxi chuckled, watching him take out disinfectant swabs from his bag to treat the wound, and avoided him, saying, "You're not a doctor, don't wipe it randomly, it will make my sister feel sorry for me."

Guan Shiyan froze. "As expected..." He looked up and stared at the languid boy on the bed. "You've mistaken Cheng Ran for that older sister."

The laziness in Shi Youxi's eyes disappeared, and he said with certainty, "That's her."

Guan Shiyan sighed helplessly, "Take care of the wound first."

"no."

Shi Youxi wouldn't let him touch her until Guan Shiyan said quietly, "Do you want me to tell that older sister that you pushed Dr. Andrei?"

"......"

"Not only that, you also blinded him."