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For several days in a row, Shen Zhiyi asked him about his feelings in great detail in order to verify whether she could empathize with him.
She would ask him if he was hot when the sun was at its strongest;
When the wind picks up, ask him if he's cold;
While he was helping to move the herbs, I asked him if he was tired;
Even when eating dishes with different flavors, they would ask him if they were too spicy or too sour.
In short, aside from seeing patients and studying medical books, she spent almost all her remaining time by his side, showing concern and care.
Duan Xingzhi felt that she truly cared for him beyond what a patient should.
Otherwise, why would he have written down his feelings on paper and looked at them from time to time?
He was clearly a strong, normal man.
He's not a patient anymore.
The young people in the same village couldn't stand it anymore either.
Every now and then, they would sneak up on him and warn him.
"Dr. Shen is only concerned about you now because you have a pretty face!"
"That's right. Our Yun Shen Village is isolated from the outside world, and it's rare to find a man as handsome as you who also knows martial arts. So she was just temporarily captivated by your appearance. Don't get too cocky!"
"You try it. If you didn't have this face and figure, Dr. Shen wouldn't even give you a second glance."
"There's a saying: 'How long can you rely on your looks to please others? A man should have some substance.'"
They took turns speaking.
Duan Xingzhi, however, grasped the meaning of the word "fascinated".
He lifted his eyelids and looked at Shen Zhiyi, who was examining a patient not far away, with a stunned expression.
So...
Is everything she's done these days because she likes him?
Duan Xingzhi lowered his gaze, his expression growing increasingly cold and hard.
A faint blush crept up her ears uncontrollably.
He began to spend a lot of time observing Shen Zhiyi.
She has many adorable little habits.
For example, when flipping through a book and encountering a difficult or incomprehensible question, one might pinch their earlobe and furrow their brow into a pleasing shape.
When I figure out the key to a problem, my eyes suddenly light up, like a gem in the dark night, suddenly shining brightly. Then I immediately pick up a pen, bite my lower lip, and write down all those thoughts.
When the paper is dried, it will raise its eyebrows triumphantly, like a kitten showing off its victory, and slightly raise its chin.
But once someone comes in, her expression will revert to its usual cold and gentle demeanor, as if those lively reactions were merely his illusion.
For example, she is actually a very picky eater and also quite lazy.
Sometimes I'd rather go hungry than eat food that requires chewing or peeling.
Outsiders thought she had a small appetite.
Actually, I was just too lazy to speak.
But there is one thing she doesn't find troublesome at all, and she will spend a lot of time doing it, regardless of the cost.
That is to study medicine and poisons.
For this reason, she would try even the strangest herbs herself.
On one occasion, she even broke out in a rash all over her body. Her first action was not to heal herself, but to write down her reaction.
Her bright eyes were like a clear spring flowing over stones—bright, clear, and innocent.
Duan Xingzhi felt that she was very clean.
It is the kind of purity that comes from the soul, untouched by worldly affairs and immersed in one's own inner world.
Most of the time, he would lean against the tree with his arms crossed, quietly watching her.
Once, the old lady next door asked him to help kill a chicken. Looking at his blood-stained hands, he felt a weight in his heart for no reason.
He and she were from two different worlds.
Even without memory, I remain certain.
After that, he deliberately avoided Shen Zhiyi, coldly leaving whenever she approached him.
He also ignored her concern.
Until that day, A-Pan came to find her.
"Dr. Shen, I've got what you wanted," he said, carrying a package. A hearty smile spread across his dark face, and he scratched his head sheepishly, looking at her expectantly. "Would you like to take a look now?"
Shen Zhiyi immediately put down the herbs, washed her hands, and invited him into the house.
"Let's go inside and take a closer look."
"Okay!" Ah Pan excitedly carried the package and followed her into the inner room.
Duan Xingzhi leaned against the tree with a dark expression, watching the two figures disappear into the courtyard below.
With a snap, a tree branch was broken.
He noticed that she was very cold to others, but always had a smile on her face when it came to Ah Pan.
What are they looking at?
Duan Xingzhi frowned, displeasure creeping across his brow, and leaped down from the tree.
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