Chen Baobao was unconscious for a while, then woke up again and gave Di Shi's phone number. The hospital staff called Di Shi to come to the hospital to pay the bill, and only then did Di Shi realize that Chen Baobao was sick and hospitalized.

He was still wondering why Chen Baobao hadn't appeared in front of him; it turned out she was sick.

Di Shi paid the fees and stayed in Country A to take care of Chen Baobao until she recovered.

People who are not usually sick often find it difficult to recover once they get sick, and Chen Baobao is one of those people.

When Chen Baobao woke up, it was already the next day.

Chen Baobao's throat was burning and she felt weak all over.

She said weakly, "Shishi, what are you doing here?"

She looked around, then down at her clothes, her brows furrowed. "How did I end up in the hospital?"

Di Shi sighed softly, helped Chen Baobao sit up, fed her some warm water, and said, "You fainted on the road, and a passerby called an ambulance for you. After you woke up from your coma, you gave the nurse my phone number, and then you fainted again. The hospital staff called my phone and asked me to take care of you. Don't you remember?"

I can't help but say, "You're such a grown-up! It's raining, don't you know where to find shelter? You just stood there getting soaked to the point of unconsciousness? I really want to know how you grew up like this!"

Chen Baobao's face was pale, and her smile was weak. "You... care about me? Haha, it seems like my getting soaked in the rain was worth it."

Indra's face darkened.

Chen Baobao turned her head uncomfortably and explained, "I didn't get caught in the rain on purpose. My passport, ID card, phone, wallet, and everything else were all in my bag. Now that my bag is lost, how am I supposed to get back to China? All I can think about is not being able to sit on the same plane as you and not being able to go back to China with you. How can I care about anything else?"

Di Shi remained silent, truly baffled by her intelligence; without her passport and other valuables, she didn't even think to ask him for help.

That evening, Chen Baobao drank a bowl of white rice porridge and then drifted off to sleep again.

Di Shi quietly left the ward, glanced at Chen Baobao, and slowly closed the door. He had some things to take care of.

In a chaotic alley, a man wearing a white tank top counted the wallets he had just stolen. There were three other people beside him. The four of them were repeat offenders who frequently stole money from tourists.

The man in the white suspenders thought, "What a disappointment. That woman looked quite wealthy, but I didn't expect her to have so little money in her bag. The woman from a couple of days ago had much more money in her wallet."

"Did you steal Chen Baobao's money?"

A shadow fell over the man in the white tank top. The man turned around, but the backlighting obscured his face.

The men standing behind the man asked menacingly, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? You are not worthy to know. Give me the passport and ID card from the wallet you stole the day before yesterday, and I may spare your lives."

The four men walked forward a little further, and upon closer inspection, burst into laughter.

He sneered, "So it's just a baby-faced little boy, a little brat, all grown up now? You're talking about that woman named Chen Baobao, right? I've already spent her money, and of course I threw away her passport and all that useless stuff. What can you do to me?"

The person who came was none other than Indra. The police might not be able to find the thief, but Indra could.

Indra smiled, licked his lips, and a bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes. Some people were courting death, so he could only be a good person and grant their wish.