He stared into Gu Youran's eyes, trying to find the answer.
Gu Youran was shocked by the man's aura and was speechless for a moment.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"I'm really just curious, there's nothing else to it. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."
The man stared at her for a while before slowly releasing his hand.
Gu Youran took the opportunity to break free, stepped aside, and gasped for breath.
She picked up the medicine box again and treated the man's wound.
This time, she was more focused and careful, fearing to anger this mysterious man again.
After treating the wound, she put the man on the bed and went out to clean up the blood.
When Gu Youran returned to the room again, she found that the man had fallen into a coma and had a high fever.
Feeling an inexplicable worry, she hurried to reduce the man's fever.
Wipe the man's body with warm water, give him water and fever-reducing medicine.
Gu Youran stayed by his side all night without sleeping.
As dawn approached, the man's fever finally subsided.
His face gradually turned from red to pale.
But still reveals a bit of fragility.
He opened his eyes and saw Gu Youran sleeping soundly on the side of the bed.
Long eyelashes tremble gently.
The man stared at her intently, and there seemed to be a little warmth in his eyes.
He lived for 27 years, and ever since he could remember, he had been living on the edge of a knife.
Every fight is a battle of life and death.
If you are not careful, you will fall into an abyss from which there is no escape.
In this endless struggle, his heart gradually became as hard as iron.
It seems that no emotion can leave any trace on it.
However, at this moment, a crack seemed to appear on this hard heart.
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