"How could this be?" Xiang Zhilan immediately reached for the box in a panic. After taking out the photo, she checked the box again with resentment, but it really was just a box, and there was nothing else inside.

“These are photos of Li Jing and Li Rui.” Ni Sitian looked at the two baby photos and flipped over to see a few lines of text.

It is Li Rui's hatred for Li Jing, hating him for abandoning him alone in the orphanage, hating him for never looking for him, hating him for having so much while he can only live in darkness, already doomed and beyond redemption.

“What right does he have to hate Li Jing? These are things that Li Jing couldn’t choose to do.” Xiang Zhilan gritted her teeth. The worst thing now was that the antidote that Xu Tingchuan had risked his life to find turned out to be a million times worse. This Li Rui was truly not worth a thousand times over.

When Ni Sitian saw what was in the box, her heart sank into despair. She felt there was no hope left, and the antidote might just be a ruse by Li Rui.

But Xu Tingchuan was so willing to risk his life to protect this box; if he knew, it would be a huge blow to him.

When Ni Sitian saw Shen Muzhi approaching, she quickly took the box from Xiang Zhilan's hand, closed it, and whispered to Xiang Zhilan, "I think we shouldn't let Tingchuan know that there is no antidote yet."

Xiang Zhilan quickly understood Ni Sitian's intention. She certainly couldn't bear to see Xu Tingchuan suffer further shock after being so seriously injured, so she nodded and indicated that she would also help temporarily.

"You've been busy until late at night, you should all go home first." Ni Sitian felt bad for Xiang Zhilan, who was pregnant and yet she had caused her so much worry and trouble.

"Let's wait until Tingchuan gets out of the emergency room first." Shen Muzhi looked at Ni Sitian's box and said, "It shouldn't be broken, right? I saw Tingchuan holding it tightly in his arms, so it didn't get bumped."

Ni Sitian nodded vaguely. At that moment, the nurse pushed Xu Tingchuan out of the emergency room and towards the ward.

"The injured person has three stitches in their head, but otherwise seems to be fine. They should be hospitalized for observation for a few days," the doctor told Ni Sitian.

Ni Sitian felt relieved after hearing this and went to the ward. After settling Xu Tingchuan in, she asked Shen Muzhi to take Xiang Zhilan home first, and then sat by the bed to keep Xu Tingchuan company.

The hospital was unusually quiet at night. Afraid of falling asleep, Ni Sitian bought five cans of coffee from a vending machine.

Whenever she felt a little sleepy, she would drink a can. She already knew that she hadn't slept for an hour yesterday; she had slept for a whole day and night, and she understood exactly what that meant.

Her time might really be running out. She wanted to see him healthy and happy, and didn't want anything to happen to him again.

“Tingchuan.” Ni Sitian gently stroked the back of his hand, which was covered with tiny scratches, as were his face and neck. It seemed that he had gone through a lot of hardship to get this box.

She lowered her head, held his hand, pressed her forehead against his palm, and whispered a prayer: "Get well soon."

Ni Sitian managed to stay awake all night by relying on energy supplements, and finally saw the sunrise.

Xu Tingchuan's fingers twitched slightly, and she looked at him with surprise.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Ni Sitian, his first words were somewhat urgent: "Antidote..."

"Yes, I've already had the injection. It seems like it will gradually recover in a few days." Ni Sitian smiled sweetly at Xu Tingchuan, then complained worriedly, "You scared me to death yesterday. Don't be so silly in the future."