It was as if the lingering smell of gunpowder in the room had never existed.

He seemed oblivious to Xie Li's arrival, still engrossed in his book. His long, slender, and fair fingers, turning the pages, were like works of art, captivating anyone who saw them.

Xie Li frowned slightly, stepped forward, pressed his pulse, and channeled a gentle internal energy into him.

At the same time, she took a pill with her other hand and put it in his mouth, saying, "You take this first."

The person looked up at her and smiled, "Li Li." But she still obediently opened her mouth, put the pill in her mouth, and swallowed it.

The rich aroma of herbs filled my mouth, but the taste was not good at all; it was so bitter that it made me want to vomit.

Luo Zhihan's expression didn't change at all, as if he had taken some kind of magic potion.

A moment later, Xie Li stopped channeling his inner energy. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, his palm was gripped by those slender, fair fingers.

An even more powerful and profound internal force than her own internal energy flowed over, making her whole body feel warm and comfortable, as if she were soaking in warm water, and her pores were about to open up in comfort.

...

Xie Li didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, the birds chirped melodiously outside the window, the white curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and a hydrangea was in full bloom.

My body was filled with warm and comfortable energy, and the fatigue of the past few days had completely disappeared.

Xie Li thought he had slept for a long time, but when he checked the time, only half an hour had passed.

Luo Zhihan was sitting at his desk looking at a report when he heard the noise. He looked up and said, "Lili."

Xie Li glanced in the direction of the door. "The psychologist has been here?"

She actually had a pretty good idea of ​​why Luo Zhihan had called her over, which is why she cooperated with him for the treatment.

After all, Luo Zhihan didn't intend to hide it from her; the person who helped Jiang Qingyu with her counseling was also a very skilled psychological counselor.

Xie Li didn't care much about the diagnosis report; she knew her own condition.

She had suffered from a severe mental illness and almost couldn't recover. In the end, her mother had no choice but to leave her, telling her to be strong and independent.

Following Shen Tiezhu's instructions, she came to the Xie family and tried her best to blend into the world using disguise.

She felt she had done a great job, made friends, and received her grandfather's love and care; everything was moving in a positive direction.

However, she never intended to acknowledge Ding Huizhu from the beginning. She only had one mother, while Ding Huizhu did not.

Luo Zhihan walked over and led her to sit down on the sofa.

There were several food boxes on the coffee table. Xie Li recognized them at a glance as the Baiweige restaurant where Old Master Xu had first invited her to dinner.

The food at this restaurant was indeed quite delicious, and since she was already hungry, she quickly lost focus on the food box.

The antique-style food box was opened layer by layer by Luo Zhihan's slender, fair index fingers, and an enticing aroma quickly filled the nostrils.

Luo Zhihan arranged the dishes one by one before handing a pair of ebony chopsticks to Xie Li, saying, "Are you hungry? Eat up."

Xie Li's eating style is always quick and direct, focused on filling his stomach.

When she had almost finished eating and slowed down, she realized that Luo Zhihan had been staring at her the whole time.

Xie Li pretended to be calm and put the last piece of beef into his mouth. "I'm full. Aren't you going to eat?"

He didn't seem to eat much.

Luo Zhihan smiled, then picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.

Xie Li hesitated for a moment, "Is everything alright at home? You didn't even participate in this joint entrance exam."