During the day, Jian Yufei was frightened.

At night, the two of them lay in bed, and Ruan Tianling naturally comforted her once more.

...

The next morning, after getting up, Jian Yufei learned that Nangong Yi had woken up.

"I’m going to see him. No matter what, he really saved us yesterday. It stands to reason that I should go see him."

Afraid that Ruan Tianling might not agree, Jian Yufei said this to him.

Ruan Tianling didn’t stop her: "Go ahead, I’ll wait for you outside the door. If anything happens, just call me."

"Okay."

Jian Yufei went to Nangong Yi’s room.

Nangong Yi was already awake and had asked to be dressed in pajamas. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

His head was resting on a high pillow, and he looked very pale.

Jian Yufei walked up to him and asked with concern, "How do you feel? Does the wound hurt?"

Nangong Yi smiled faintly: "I’m fine."

"Thank you so much for yesterday. If it wasn’t for you, my father might have lost his life."

"You don’t need to thank me. Cough, cough... The person I wanted to save was you. Saving Mr. Xiao was accidental."

"Regardless, I’m very grateful to you."

Jian Yufei sat next to the bed: "You helped us this time, and I don’t know how to thank you. Do you need any help?"

"No." Nangong Yi shook his head.

He looked at Jian Yufei and pursed his lips: "Cousin, it was almost me who caused you harm."

"Hmm?"

Nangong Yi felt somewhat guilty: "I thought I had the ability to cure your father, but now I realize I was too arrogant—I didn’t cure him at all. My past treatments had no real effect."

"You can’t say that. Over the past few days, my father has been much calmer, thanks to you," Jian Yufei said objectively.

Nangong Yi shook his head: "Thinking back now, it was just a temporary suppression of his emotions. Yesterday’s sudden outburst was unexpected for me. It seems theoretical knowledge isn’t always right."

Nangong Yi spoke these words very seriously.

Not as if he was deliberately looking for excuses for himself.

Jian Yufei was puzzled; could it be that he really had no problems?

She decided to probe him once more.

"Nangong Yi, if I said I have a way to cure your blood disease, would you believe me?"

Nangong Yi was stunned, looking at her somewhat incredulously.

"I have a way to cure you. Do you need me to cure you?" Jian Yufei asked again.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Impossible, no one can cure this disease. I’ve seen many doctors, and they all said I wouldn’t live past 21. How could you have a way to cure me?" Nangong Yi didn’t believe her at all.

Jian Yufei smiled: "Other doctors say your disease can’t be cured because they lack the expertise. My father is a Divine Doctor; he can cure you. Do you believe that?"

"Mr. Xiao?!" Nangong Yi was astonished.

"Yes, my father has cured many terminal illnesses. His medical skills are very advanced, so he should be able to cure your illness. But he’s in this condition now."

"Perhaps this is my fate..." Nangong Yi lowered his eyes gloomily.

Jian Yufei kept watching his every reaction.

She found that every expression he wore was natural and not forced.

Could it be that they all misunderstood Nangong Yi?

"Don’t lose hope either; as soon as my father is awake, he can treat you. Once your health recovers, you can continue his psychological treatment."

Nangong Yi shook his head: "I doubt that I can cure Mr. Xiao."