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The rescue boat was relatively small, and Wen Zhiyuan had arranged a small room for them.

“I’ll give her another shot, which should hold her until we reach the shore,” Wen Zhiyuan said.

“You do what you must, I want her to stay alive!”

“Young Master Shen, I can only do my best,” Wen Zhiyuan shook his head, this man was as domineering as ever.

“What do you mean ‘do your best’? If anything happens to her, I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks!”

“Really now.” Wen Zhiyuan laughed helplessly.

Wen Zhiyuan gave Xu Chaomu another injection, and Shen Chi watched the needle punctures on her body, wishing he could strangle himself.

Why hadn’t he protected her properly…

“Shen Chi… I hate you… I hate you…” Xu Chaomu mumbled indistinctly.

Wen Zhiyuan happened to look down, his good-looking brows knitting together, because he heard her clearly.

Shen Chi heard it too, and for a moment, the room was silent.

“Why does she hate you?” Wen Zhiyuan lifted his head and asked softly.

“It’s nothing, just some minor quarrels. She’s just angry,” Shen Chi replied.

“Really? Just minor quarrels that got her hurt this badly?” Wen Zhiyuan chuckled lightly, clearly not believing it.

Shen Chi pursed his lips and remained silent.

Seeing that he refused to talk, Wen Zhiyuan didn’t press further. He had met this man a few times and found his temper and nature to be unpredictable.

After administering the injection, Wen Zhiyuan went to the captain’s office, leaving Shen Chi alone to care for Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu was burning up, initially kicking off the covers, so Shen Chi had to hold them down for fear she would catch a cold.

“Hmm, hmm… hot… Mom… where are you…” Xu Chaomu muttered deliriously, talking in her sleep.

“Mumu, don’t be afraid, I’m here. Just hold on a little longer,” Shen Chi gripped her hand.

His hand was icy, while hers was burning hot. It was a contrast of fire and ice, and he only hated that he wasn’t the one lying in the bed instead.

The boat sped towards the dock, and Shen Chi hugged Xu Chaomu, holding her in his arms.

His body was cold, and he wished this would make her feel a little better.

At the stroke of ten, the boat docked at the nearest pier.

Wen Zhiyuan came over as soon as they docked.

“Young Master Shen, carry her and go to the hospital together,” he instructed.

“Okay!”

Shen Chi tightened his hold on Xu Chaomu and followed Wen Zhiyuan’s pace, taking a taxi from the dock to the hospital.

Xu Chaomu’s small hand hooked onto Shen Chi’s neck, mistaking it for a blanket, and clutched it tightly.

Her soft little head nuzzled into the nape of his neck, Shen Chi wore a helpless expression, yet he also felt an exceptional warmth.

In the past, Xu Chaomu liked to nuzzle against him like this, but every time she touched him, he would push her away…

At the hospital, Shen Chi carried her into the examination room and handed her over to the doctors.

“Take it easy, she’ll be fine. Though I know my medical skills aren’t the best, I am confident about this problem,” Wen Zhiyuan patted Shen Chi’s shoulder reassuringly.

“Sit down with me, let’s talk,” Shen Chi chose a bench in the hallway and sat down.

“Sure, what do you want to talk about?”

“My sister, how has her health been this past year?”

“She’s doing quite well. She’s studying at school and sometimes holds her own concerts. She also has many classmates coming to the house, and they often take her out for meals and trips.”

“Being her family doctor, don’t you accompany her?”

“There’s no need. One of her friends is a medical student who always accompanies her, so I don’t worry.”

“Really? A medical student?”

“Yes, her current family doctor, her boyfriend,” Wen Zhiyuan said.

There was no expression on Wen Zhiyuan’s face, which remained calm as if he were talking about someone else’s story, unrelated to him.

“Did you return to the country because of this?” Shen Chi asked.

“Of course not. It’s just that your sister can have quite the temper, and honestly, I couldn’t serve her well. It’s better for someone else to look after her,” Wen Zhiyuan shook his head.

“Do you really have no feelings for my sister?”

“None,” Wen Zhiyuan replied indifferently, his face untroubled and his eyes calm, with no hint of emotion when he spoke.

Shen Chi fell silent for a long time. Actually, he had always hoped Wen Zhiyuan could stay by Shen Di’s side. After all, Wen Zhiyuan was meticulous and gentle with a good temper, and his medical expertise was excellent in taking care of others.

With Wen Zhiyuan by Shen Di’s side, Shen Chi would have been completely reassured. But now, Wen Zhiyuan had left Australia.

Indeed, nothing could be predicted.

He had thought Wen Zhiyuan would stay with Shen Di for a lifetime.

That night, Xu Chaomu did not wake up, but after the doctors’ treatment, her fever finally subsided.

Shen Chi stayed with her in the hospital, never leaving her side.

Apart from him, she had no other relatives.

Three days later, Xu Chaomu finally woke up, moving her lips slowly as her eyes gradually opened.

It was noon, and Shen Chi, having had his lunch, was now guarding Xu Chaomu in the ward.

At that moment, he was resting his head on his hand with his eyes closed. These past few days he had not slept well, his face showing signs of exhaustion.

“Water… so thirsty…” Xu Chaomu vaguely opened her eyes and mumbled thirstily.

Shen Chi, ever vigilant, immediately opened his eyes and went to her side, overjoyed, “Mumu, you’re finally awake, Mumu!”

“Water… I’m thirsty…”

“Alright, I’ll get you some water.”

The water on the table had been readied, neither cold nor hot, just right. He handed her the cup and propped her up as well.

Xu Chaomu looked at Shen Chi with wide eyes as she held the cup, her once innocent and bright eyes now lackluster.

She drank the water sip by sip without speaking to Shen Chi.

“Mumu, does the wound still hurt a lot? Don’t be afraid, I’m here,” Shen Chi hugged her.

Xu Chaomu didn’t respond, just held the cup and drank.

After finishing, she pushed the cup into his hand.

“Are you hungry? Should I get someone to bring some food?”

“I want to sleep, you go out,” Xu Chaomu pushed him away, struggling to lie down on the bed.

She noticed the calendar on the table, realizing that she had been asleep for three entire days. But three days of sleep did not mean amnesia; she remembered everything about those three days.

Clear and vivid, etched in her mind.

That night, amidst the howling wind and rain, gunfire ringing in her ears, she learned a secret that would haunt her for life. She saw Shen Chi trade Bai Man’s life for a contract.

And she took a bullet for him, repaying the eight years of kindness she owed the Shen family.

She felt unburdened—after this, she would no longer owe the Shen family anything.

She had always been determined to repay that kindness…

“Mumu, don’t sleep, let’s talk. You’ve already slept for three days and three nights,” Shen Chi urged.

“I told you to get out!” Xu Chaomu clenched her teeth.

Shen Chi could only nod, “Alright, I’ll go out. You rest well, and if you need anything, just press this button.”

Shen Chi pointed at a small button beside the bed, but Xu Chaomu still showed no reaction, as if she hadn’t heard him speak.

Due to the injury on her back, Xu Chaomu could only lie on her side. She closed her eyes, ignoring Shen Chi.

His kindness towards her was merely out of guilt, and it served only to lighten the burden on his conscience.