In the afternoon, Han Ma brought Shen Shuyi's favorite osmanthus lotus root powder.

Chen Shuyi simply sat in front of the window, and the sunlight shone through the carved window lattice onto her fair and translucent face.

She gently scooped up a spoonful, and the lotus root powder was crystal clear, exuding a fresh scent of osmanthus and lotus root, full of the gentle atmosphere of the Jiangnan water town.

It was soft and smooth in the mouth. Shen Shuyi was enjoying the quiet afternoon when he was caught off guard by a pair of sharp and defensive eyes.

The man's eyes were clear, yet they carried a hint of the fierce aura of a superior.

Shen Shuyi put down the osmanthus lotus root powder and pushed the wheelchair towards him, “You are finally awake.”

Song Tingshen wanted to struggle to get up, but found that he could hardly move, and he felt pain every time he moved.

Shen Shuyi raised her hand and tapped his chest to stop him, “Don’t get up, you are seriously injured, it will be bad if you pull the wound.”

Song Tingshen looked at the young woman in front of him wearing a cheongsam with apricot yellow, white and gold floral patterns. Who was she?

I have no recollection of it and my mind is completely blank.

He only vaguely remembered that his name was Song Tingshen.

"What are you looking at me for?" Shen Shuyi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I picked you up from Xiaopu River and cured your illness. Come home soon and give me the money for the medicine."

“I’m not doing charity.”

Song Tingshen's eyes flashed with a strange look, and he asked, "Where is this?"

The man hadn't spoken for a long time, and when he spoke his voice was hoarse, yet inexplicably charming.

Shen Shuyi frowned slightly, “Haicheng.”

"Are you not from Haicheng? By the way, what's your name?"

Song Tingshen raised his hand and was about to hit his head, but Shen Shuyi quickly stopped him.

"Don't worry about your life. You have a wound on your head."

"Sorry." Song Tingshen didn't sense her ill intentions, so he said, "I can't remember clearly, I just remember that my name seems to be Song Tingshen."

“Song Tingshen?” Shen Shuyi’s fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the wheelchair, “That means you broke your brain and lost your memory. I saved your life in vain and can’t even get back the money for the medicine.”

"Forget it, just treat it as a free consultation at Tongchuntang. We won't charge you for the consultation this time. If you are not seriously injured, you can leave."

Song Tingshen's pale handsome face flashed with embarrassment, "I can stay and work to earn enough money to pay you back for the medicine before leaving."

“But you don’t remember anything, so you can’t be a clerk in a pharmacy.” Shen Shuyi looked at him appraisingly, then stretched out his hand and poked his sturdy chest.

The man suddenly tensed up like a beast ready for battle, his whole body on alert.

Chen Shuyi said seriously, "I am still in need of a bodyguard who knows martial arts, that is, a guard. You look quite strong. If you are willing, you can stay and protect me for a month to offset the medicine money."

Song Ting seemed to be thinking deeply, "I can never repay you for saving my life. If you need me, I am willing to use my life to protect your safety, not to mention a month, even if it takes..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Shen Shuyi interrupted him, "Then let's talk about the promise after you recover your memory."

"You probably still have blood clots on your head. If you drain the blood clots, you might be able to recover your memory."

Song Ting was deeply touched by her sincerity and lowered his eyes to thank her.

Shen Shuyi was in a good mood, and looking at the man in front of him like this, he was not an ungrateful person.

Just keep it to yourself first!

"You must be hungry. I'll ask Aunt Han to bring you something to eat." Shen Shuyi asked Aunt Han to bring food over, and asked Uncle Li to help wipe Song Tingshen's body, change the medicine and clothes.

"Well, thank you." Song Ting knew very well that he was shirtless, even though he was covered with a quilt, but the little girl was so close to him, he still felt embarrassed, his whole body was a little stiff, and he even subconsciously clenched his fists.

Watching her pushing the wheelchair away, Song Tingshen felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

Not only did she save herself, she also arranged a job for him...

Song Tingshen was recuperating at the Shen family, and told others that he was Han Ma's distant nephew who came here to make a living. After he recovered from his illness, he worked as a handyman for the eldest lady.

Aunt Lin didn't say anything, and the Shen family was peaceful. Shen Shuyi thought Aunt Lin would be quiet for a while, but she didn't expect that Han Ma was robbed when she went out on the street and injured her hands and had to go home to recuperate.

The housekeeper hired a middle-aged woman to take care of Shen Shuyi's daily life. She was called Aunt Liu and she reported in early in the morning.

Shen Shuyi glanced at Aunt Liu, whose eyes flickered a little, and said, "Send lunch over first. I don't like to eat anything too spicy."

"I know, I know. Don't worry, miss." Aunt Liu hurried to work.

Shen Shuyi then looked at the man who had been standing aside for a long time. He was wearing a black shirt, and although his face was still a little pale, when this 1.9-meter-tall man stood in front of people, others did not dare to act rashly.

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's nothing serious." Song Tingshen lowered his eyes and fell on the woman's long eyelashes.

Shen Shuyi tapped the armrest with her fair and delicate fingers, "Then from now on you will protect me closely, five dollars a month."

"No problem." Song Tingshen didn't care about the money, he just said: "Although I can't remember what happened, I haven't forgotten my martial arts skills. Please let me protect you until your legs can move again."

Shen Shuyi raised an eyebrow, “I don’t know if my legs can walk again in this life, do you want to protect me for the rest of my life?”

Song Tingshen looked very upright, not feeling that there was anything seductive about these words. "I cannot repay you for saving my life, but I will listen to your instructions, young lady."

"That's fine."

"It's settled." Shen Shuyi was in a good mood. She was close to the water and got the moon first. If she continued like this, she would be able to complete the task soon!

Song Tingshen then remembered something important, "Close protection, Miss, I don't quite understand what this means."

Although he had lost his memory, he had understood the current situation during this period. A woman's reputation was of utmost importance, and he could not ruin her reputation.

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