Lu Rang pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Lie down and take a nap." Shang Wu blinked. "Okay?"
Lu Rang met her expectant gaze and slowly lay down.
"Yes, that's it, great." Shang Wu pulled a pillow over and placed it behind his head, then got up to cover him with a blanket.
"Keep sleeping, I'll stay here with you, I won't go anywhere."
Her tone was as gentle as a rock.
Lu Rang slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his hands.
The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and continued bandaging him.
Shang Wu also relaxed and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at Lu Rang.
Throughout the entire process, Qianjue watched as Lu Rang, whom no one could suppress and who sometimes even needed sedatives to calm down, was so soothed by Shang Wu's few words that she began to wonder if the world at all needed doctors.
So many people and so many medicines couldn't improve Lu Rang's symptoms, but a few comforting words are enough?
He clenched his fist and said irritably, "Alright, once you've bandaged him up, you can all leave. I think one person here is enough."
Shang Wu glanced up at him and said, "Then why don't you hurry up and get out?"
Qianjue had nothing to say, and left with a cold snort.
After everyone left, Shang Wu was exhausted.
She leaned gently against Lu Rang, closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep while holding Lu Rang's arm.
...
When Shang Wu woke up, she was lying on a soft, warm bed.
It was already dawn sometime earlier, but the curtains were still drawn, allowing sunlight to filter through.
She turned her head and, not seeing Lu Rang, immediately took a breath, sat up, and pushed the door open to go out.
In the living room, Lu Rang was looking out the window, holding a difficult and obscure law book in his bandaged hands.
Shang Wu subconsciously slowed her pace and walked over.
"Lu Rang?"
Hearing the voice behind him, Lu Rang turned around, his eyes flickering as all the events of yesterday replayed in his mind.
He avoided Shang Wu's gaze, stood up, and asked, "You're awake. Would you like something to eat?"
Shang Wu walked over in a few steps and stared intently at Lu Rang: "You've recovered?"
Lu Rang nodded silently and walked into the kitchen.
Shang Wu grabbed him, frowning: "Why are you avoiding me?"
Lu Rang paused for a moment: "I wasn't avoiding you."
Before Shang Wu could say anything, he went straight into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to find ingredients.
Shang Wu understood and followed them inside, where she saw the refrigerator was full of food.
There was nothing in the refrigerator when she came last time.
Shang Wu asked curiously, "When did you buy these ingredients? Have you started cooking for yourself?"
“I’ve been buying ever since you came last time.”
Lu Rang took out a loaf of toast and asked her, "I don't know how to cook yet, would you like some of this first?"
Shang Wu lightly touched the ground to his feet and walked up to him, smiling as she asked, "I know, it's because I came to your house last time and there was nothing there. You didn't want this situation to happen again, so you kept having food delivered, right?"
Lu Rang felt uneasy for a moment and put the toast into the oven to heat it up.
"No."
After saying that, Shang Wu wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him from behind: "Okay, stop it. Your injury must hurt a lot. Don't move around."
Lu Rang froze.
With his uninjured hand, he pulled Shang Wu away, turned around, and looked down at her: "Why... are you still willing to hug me?"
Shang Wu blinked: "Why wouldn't I want to? That's a strange question."
"Weren't you afraid of what I looked like last night?"
Lu Rang's eyes were dark.
When he woke up, he saw Shang Wu sleeping next to him. Before he could even smile, he thought about what had happened the night before.
A night of madness, chaos, and violence.
He lost control in front of Shang Wu, and even almost hurt her.
When he has an attack, he can sense that the people around him are terrified, and that fear excites him.
After regaining his senses, he realized that everyone else was afraid of him, and Shang Wu was likely to be afraid of him, dislike him, and not want him.
Now, Lu Rang no longer had the courage to ask Shang Wu what she was thinking.
No one has the mental fortitude to date a mentally ill person.
Before Shang Wu could speak, Lu Rang already didn't want to continue the conversation.
He took the toast out of the oven, placed it in front of Shang Wu, and was about to leave.
He walked to the kitchen door, when he suddenly heard Shang Wu's voice behind him.
"If you were me, and I were you, would you be afraid of me, and pretend that nothing ever happened between us?"
Lu Rang stopped and said without hesitation, "No."
Shang Wu walked over and said, "Then I'll give you my answer too. I won't abandon you."
She held Lu Rang's hand and said, "You're a member of the Yu family. It's such an honor to date you. And that Su Tingting must be furious. After we finish the case, I'll take you to meet my parents. They'll definitely be very happy."
Lu Rang's furrowed brows were smoothed out by Shang Wu's comforting words.
He looked down at their clasped hands.
"I told you I would only give you one chance. You have made your choice, and there is no room for regret."
Shang Wu smiled and said, "Why would I regret it? Being with someone I like will only make me happy."
Lu Rang's breath hitched slightly. He pulled her close, held her waist with one hand, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Their breaths mingled, and Shang Wu felt a little dizzy from his kiss.
During their brief separation, Lu Rang whispered, "I will do my best to treat it."
Because of her, he wanted to become a normal person again as soon as possible.
Shang Wu's eyes trembled, and she stood on tiptoe, trying her best to respond to him.
Outside the door, a figure silently retreated.
Qianjue went out and got into the car with a complicated expression.
He thought for a moment, then looked up at the driver: "Let's go back to Wanhu to see Mr. [the gentleman], things are out of control."
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