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Si Fuqing said, “Boss, wait for me to find an excuse.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell silent.

What is she talking about?

Yu Xiheng stood up, fetched a bowl from the nearby table containing freshly brewed herbal medicine, “Drink this medicine.”

Si Fuqing, catching the strong scent of the medicine, turned away with displeasure, “It’s bitter.”

But in the next moment, her head was firmly turned back towards Yu Xiheng.

His hand rested gently at the back of her head as he spoke indifferently, “Finish it and you’ll get candy.”

This forcefulness was uncharacteristic of him.

Assessing her current strength, Si Fuqing swiftly gulped down the medicine,

“Where’s the candv?”

Yu Xiheng sighed, opened his hand to reveal a piece of White Rabbit Creamy Candy.

“Hey, how did you know I wanted a White Rabbit?” Si Fuqing’s eyes lit up. “I even dreamt about it.”

Whenever she got injured and sought help from Ye Wanlan, she would always give her a piece of this candy to calm her nerves.

It was sweet, a taste reminiscent of memories, but the person associated with those memories was no longer present.

After finishing the candy, Si Fuqing looked up, “What about the others?”

Yu Xiheng replied in a detached tone, “They have been moved to the hospital in town. They are all fine.”

“That’s good,” Si Fuqing said relievedly. “I was worried I hadn’t found everyone.”

“Rest well,” he said, his hand gently caressing her head, his warmth and the scent of the moonlit osmanthus flowers enveloping her.

Including his breath.

There was a moment of confusion.

Si Fuqing took the cup of water from him and drank happily, “I’ll make sure the director and the crew rest for a while before we continue filming.”

This incident was indeed unexpected.

She wondered if JI Xingzhi had managed to capture the Master of Yin-Yang who disrupted the natural order of the elements.

Once she regained some strength, she was determined to hammer that Master of Yin -Yang to death.

Yu Xiheng paused, his hand dropping, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, his voice devoid of any warmth, “I was talking about you.”

“I’m fine,” Si Fuqing reassured, touching the bracelet on her wrist and closing her eyes, “I’ll sleep a bit more. Call me if you need anything.”

Her breathing soon steadied as she fell back into a deep sleep.

Yu Xiheng watched her quietly, his expression softening, and he sighed,

“Really…”

He left the sentence unfinished as he turned and walked out of the room.

Feng San and Xi Jiang were waiting outside.

Seeing Yu Xiheng emerge, Feng San approached, “Brother Nine, is Miss Si alright?”

“Her body is fine,” Yu Xiheng replied coldly, “but her mind is not.”

Feng San was puzzled.

What was happening?

“This is serious!” Xi Jiang exclaimed anxiously. “Brother Nine, we should consult a neurologist. Miss Si is so beautiful; she can’t be brainless!” Feng San quickly silenced him, “Shut up, do you have a death wish?”

“Brother Nine, Chen Ying has found the person who wanted to harm Miss Si,” Feng San reported, checking his phone. “He said he would bring them here shortly.”

“Mhm,” Yu Xiheng replied without emotion. “Prepare everything.”

“There will be no issues,” Xi Jiang broke free from Feng San’s grip, bouncing with energy. “We’ll make sure that bastard regrets ever being born in this world!”

In the hospital in town, in a patient’s room.

Qi Shuning’s mentor, who was originally in Southern State for a field trip, rushed over upon hearing about the accident.

“Shuning, are you alright?” the mentor asked anxiously. “I shouldn’t have let you join this program. How could such a thing happen? Thankfully you weren’t injured, or I wouldn’t know how to face your family.”

Qi Shuning looked pale and avoided eye contact, “I’m fine, just a bit of a headache. It might be an aftereffect. I should be fine after some rest.”

She hadn’t heard any news about Si Fuqing surviving. The rescue team hadn’t returned.

Si Fuqing must be dead.

Surely anyone caught in a sea tornado would have no chance of survival. Even ifit was true that she cut Si Fuqings safety belt, no one could blame her.

This would all pass.

With Si Fuqinggone, the show would return to its regular schedule, and she would get more screen time. That would be good for her.

“A headache? We should get that checked,” her mentor insisted, worried about potential aftereffects.

“Mentor, I’m really fine,” Qi Shuning forced a smile. “I just need some rest.. You