When Di Chenxiao saw the worried look on Shi Xi's face, he knew what the girl was thinking.

He argued, "I didn't send him to the torture chamber."

His mind was filled with thoughts of Xixi, so how could he possibly care about Di Shi?

If Xixi hadn't mentioned Di Shi, he would have forgotten about Di Shi's dereliction of duty.

Shi Xi smiled silently. She hadn't said that he was the one who sent A Shi to the torture chamber, so why was he so nervous?

Her voice was hoarse and low, quite unpleasant, as she said, "Cellphone..."

Di Chenxiao quickly said, "Don't worry, I'll call him."

Shi Xi nodded obediently. When she opened her mouth, her throat hurt, and the area around her mouth also hurt, as if a wound was being torn apart.

Di Chenxiao quickly dialed the number, and Di Xing answered.

Di Xing said, "Master, Ashi is with me... He voluntarily came to accept punishment, saying it was for failing to protect Miss Shi."

Di Chenxiao frowned slightly, his expression cold. "He acted on his own initiative. Xixi has already woken up. Tell him to get ready and come see Xixi tomorrow."

"Don't let him stay in the torture chamber. If Xixi sees him looking dejected tomorrow, then I'll punish him."

"yes."

Di Chenxiao had already hung up the phone and didn't know how to tell Xixi. Could he say that he didn't know that Di Shi had gone to the torture chamber?

Shi Xi blinked her big eyes, reached out and took Di Chenxiao's hand, who was standing by the bed, and patted him gently a few times.

Di Chenxiao squatted down, took Shi Xi's hand in his own, and comforted her, "Don't worry, Di Shi will come to see you tomorrow."

Shi Xi nodded, enduring the pain in her mouth, and yawned.

The girl reached up and touched her mouth; it was bumpy and painful. "Ouch...cough cough..."

Di Chenxiao grabbed the mischievous hand and said with heartache, "Don't touch it. Because of your persistent high fever, the area around your mouth... is burned by the internal heat..."

As he spoke, his tone grew weaker and his voice became softer.

But Shi Xi could still hear clearly. She opened her mouth slightly, but then, pulling at her wound, she closed it again.

She... won't... be disfigured... will she?

Shi Xi tried to sit up, but Di Chenxiao pressed her down. "You... do you want a mirror?"

The girl pursed her lips and nodded sadly, wanting to see if she looked ugly now...

Di Chenxiao took out a square, cyan mirror from the drawer, which was about the same size as Shi Xi's face.

Shi Xi picked up the mirror, but dared not open her eyes to look at her own face. After hesitating for a long time, she finally opened her eyes.

The girl in the mirror was pale and listless; the handprint on her face had disappeared; her lips had lost their former color, becoming dry and thin; blisters had formed around her mouth, some of which had already festered; and there was a small cluster of... ulcerated wounds next to her nose...

Shi Xi: "..."

Di Chenxiao gently kissed Shi Xi's nose and said with heartache, "It will get better soon. I had Di Wu prepare the medicine, so it won't leave a scar."

"Don't be sad, sweetie."

Shi Xi paused for a moment, then nodded.

Shi Xi soon fell asleep again. Di Chenxiao stayed by Shi Xi's side until dawn before leaving to wash up and cook.

**

Xiyuan Garden.

The torture chamber.

Di Xing held a book in his hand; the cover was wrinkled and worn, and the title was illegible.

He looked helplessly at Indra before him. After Indra was taken off the rack, he neither applied medicine nor went back. He just sat there quietly.

"Ashi, why don't you... apply the medicine first?"

"I'll go back to school in a bit."

Di Xing put down the book in his hand, glanced at his watch, and said, "Ashi, it's already 1:30 in the morning. You...should go back to sleep!"