When Qin Xi woke up again, it was already the next morning. Only then did he realize that he was holding Ruan Qing'an, and she was as soft as a cloud sleeping on the eaves, almost melting into his arms.

The hand that was injured last night was still tightly gripped by myself. The wound looked like it was healing, but it was still a shocking sight.

Qin Xi subconsciously released Ruan Qing'an and took a few steps back before seeing the bite marks on her neck more clearly, some of which even showed scabs...

"Damn it."

His headache worsened, but whenever he recalled it, he remembered Ruan Qing'an whispering in his ear last night, "If you must grasp something, then grasp me."

During the countless days of illness, Qin Xi always endured it all alone, rotting away in this desolate room. Perhaps if she really died, no one would even know.

Now, whatever Ruan Qing'an wants to do, at least he can still pull his body out of this room, instead of... waiting until Qin Cheng can't find his job before discovering that Qin Xi is dead.

"This woman is truly maddening..."

Qin Xi murmured softly, a hint of helplessness in her voice.

【Affection Points: 20】

Just as Qin Xi was speaking in a low voice, a cough came, as if deliberately trying to get his attention: "Little brother, I'm the one who pulled you back from your madness, how is it that I'm the one who made you go crazy?"

"Sister, you're meddling in other people's business too much."

Qin Xi sighed, and when he looked up, he met Ruan Qing'an's leaden gray eyes. Even after seeing how crazy Ruan Qing'an had become, there was still only a nonchalant and frivolous smile in those eyes.

He was slightly taken aback, but Ruan Qing'an countered with a question, his smile undiminished.

"So what if you interfere too much?"

You'll be completely tied up, sister...

Qin Xi's eyes held an unreadable emotion. He smiled to conceal his unease, his puppy-dog eyes crinkling slightly. He propped his chin on one hand and said, "Then, sister, guess what will happen?"

His smile is sunny and bright, giving him a youthful vibe.

However, Ruan Qing'an was not fooled by Qin Xi's appearance. She merely raised an eyebrow and prepared to get out of bed, but accidentally braced herself on the edge of the bed with her injured hand, causing her to gasp in pain.

Qin Xi frowned, took out a first-aid kit from the bedside table, and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Sister, don't wander around if you're injured."

"Give me your hand, I'll bandage it for you."

Qin Xi, who has survived so many years of self-harm, is very experienced in treating such wounds.

Ruan Qing'an did not refuse and sat down beside him, letting Qin Xi treat the wound on her hand. Looking at the horrifying wound, Qin Xi couldn't help but say, "You should have treated it last night."

"Little brother, you need to understand this."

Ruan Qing'an paused, then poked his forehead with her uninjured hand: "I'm a fraud. The words 'psychologist' don't have anything to do with psychology, but do they have anything to do with doctors?"

"...A long illness can become a doctor, my problem."

Qin Xi couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. After bandaging the wound on his hand, his gaze fell on Ruan Qing'an's neck. He reached out and pulled her into his arms with a little force.

Ruan Qing'an was slightly taken aback. When she subconsciously tried to get up, Qin Xi pressed her back down with his hand. He was looking down, wrapping gauze around Ruan Qing'an's neck, his dog-like eyes slightly curved.

"Sister, don't move around."

"...She's completely different from when she had an attack."

Hearing Ruan Qing'an's sigh, Qin Xi's eyes darkened slightly: "I warned you on your first day here, sister, once you see what I look like when I have an attack, you'll regret staying here sooner or later."

"Why do you think the servants are so afraid of me?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing'an raised an eyebrow slightly. Bipolar disorder involves alternating manic and depressive states, and it was clear that Qin Xi was currently in a depressive state...

As Qin Xi spoke, he had already wrapped the gauze around Ruan Qing'an's neck.

She stood up, subconsciously touching her neck, and suddenly asked, "It's too early to talk about that, little brother. All I know is that I get paid here, and that's enough. As for whether I'll regret it later, I still say the same thing: I think not having money is more terrifying."

"I really hope my sister can still say that in the future."

Qin Xi chuckled softly, her obedient and docile appearance making her look like a large dog, her dark eyes filled with laughter.

But it's more like a large beast hidden behind a disguise...

Ruan Qing'an hooked Qin Xi's chin, his leaden eyes narrowing: "Little brother, but no matter what, you should accept that I'm your psychologist now, right?"

"Whether it's true or false, you have to obey."

Qin Xi's eyes flickered slightly, but she did not answer. Ruan Qing'an did not care and got up to walk out of the room. When she passed the documents scattered all over the floor, her eyes darkened a bit before she left.

Only after leaving the room did Ruan Qing'an say, "I was wondering why Qin Xi's attacks were happening so frequently. It seems that the human-induced stimulation was quite severe."

037: [Ancestor, are you referring to the influence of the male lead's father?]

"Of course, with Qin Xi's illness progressing to this point, the Qin family cannot escape responsibility; no one is innocent."

As Ruan Qing'an walked down the stairs, she could vaguely hear the sound of breaking glass. She paused for a moment, then quickly ran a few steps and hid in the corner of the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, shards of glass were scattered all over the ground.

In the living room, Qin Yue, whom we hadn't seen for a long time, was kneeling on the ground, with blood still faintly visible on his forehead. Qin Cheng, on the other hand, stood up with his back to Qin Yue, his hands behind his back, but his anger was still palpable.

Qin Cheng snorted coldly: "Qin Yue, do you know what your position is at HNW Company? Chief Information Officer, CIO, isn't that enough? When have I ever mistreated you in the slightest!"

"I already assigned Qin Xi the task for this business collaboration, instructing him to uncover the dirt behind it all to bring greater profits to the company. But what about you?"

"You actually beat me to it and made your own decision!"

Qin Cheng trembled with anger and glared at Qin Yue: "Qin Yue, don't think I don't know what you're up to. The only person who can truly take over my position is Qin Xi!"

Upon hearing Qin Cheng's words, Qin Yue's hands clenched into fists involuntarily. His eyes were filled with intense hatred, but he tried his best to hide it: "Father, Qin Xi's illness is so serious now. The doctor said he won't live past 25. If we continue to treat him, his lifespan will only be shorter."

“Father, it’s not that I want to fight for power, but how can Qin Xi’s health support taking over hNw Company?”

Qin Yue spoke righteously, like a good older brother who cares about his younger brother, but his favoritism towards Qin Cheng made him so angry that he almost ground his teeth to powder, wishing he could grind Qin Xi to dust.

What does being a Chief Information Officer count as?

Without any real power in his hands, what right does that madman Qin Xi have to interfere in the company's affairs? Even if it's because he's talented, he can just stay at home as an information processor!

Why should he give way to a madman?

Qin Yue's hatred was almost distorted, but he still tried to put on a smile and explained, "Father, I'm doing this for Qin Xi's sake. He's my own brother, and I can't watch him die."

"...Is that really what you think?"

Qin Cheng calmed down and stared intently at Qin Yue.

Ruan Qing'an sneered inwardly. How could it be true that Qin Yue had deliberately sought her out to harm Qin Xi?

She instinctively tried to leave carefully, but accidentally bumped into the vase behind her. Ruan Qing'an immediately reached out to steady it, but instinctively used her injured hand.

Ruan Qing'an cried out softly in pain. Last night, when she caught the blade with her bare hands, she had barely managed to stay afloat. Now, she immediately regretted it...

Just then, as Qin Cheng was about to say something, he suddenly looked up at the corner of the corridor and exclaimed, "Who's there!"

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