The boy looked up at her, bewildered.

"Stay here quietly and don't move," Shu Yun turned to fetch water, but after taking a step, she turned back and added, "Just stay on the bed and don't move."

This left the boy, who was about to slip out of bed, frozen in place.

When Shu Yun returned with water, she saw the well-behaved boy sitting on the bed. She nodded in satisfaction, then soaked and wrung out a handkerchief before wiping the dirt off the boy's body.

"I can do it myself."

The boy hurriedly took the handkerchief, but his quick and abrupt movement pulled at his abdominal wound, causing him to cry out in pain.

Shu Yun thought for a moment, then handed him the handkerchief and gave him a Taoist robe of her own.

"Wipe slowly, and change into clean clothes when you're done."

The boy held the handkerchief, looked at the clean clothes placed beside him, and nodded obediently.

Seeing that he nodded, Shu Yun didn't say anything more. She got up and left the room, closing the door so the boy could change his clothes. She then went to the clinic to see a doctor while still wearing her dirty clothes and holding an umbrella, and also to buy some clothes that fit the child.

After Shu Yun led the doctor inside, she discovered that the boy who should have been in the room was nowhere to be found, and the bed sheets on the bed were also missing.

Where can a child with a broken leg go?

She turned to look for him, but found the boy standing by the side room, holding a heavy, water-soaked bed sheet, looking at her somewhat helplessly.

After cleaning up, the boy had some long bangs hanging down, softly covering part of his beautiful eyes. Upon closer inspection, the boy's features were actually quite delicate, but his sunken cheeks and often lifeless eyes made him look gloomy.

The boy didn't wear the clothes she left him. Instead, he washed his own patched coarse cloth clothes, wrung them out, and put them back on.

He had washed the stains on the sheets many times, but light-colored marks still remained. There was also the blue robe on Master Shu's body, and that silver note. He simply couldn't repay all that money.

The boy stood there, clutching the heavy bed sheet, his back slightly hunched, as if he were about to collapse under the weight of the soaked sheet.

Shu Yun quickly walked over, took the bed sheet from his hand, threw it into the wooden bucket beside him, frowned and pulled him, "You'll catch a cold like this, go inside and change your clothes."

The boy's hand twitched slightly, he flinched, "I...I can't pay you back..."

"You don't need to pay me back."