By the time Yan Su rushed over, Third Young Master Jun was already sitting neatly dressed by the bed.

However, an oppressive chill emanated from him, making the surrounding temperature dip significantly. His face was so dark that it looked like he could squeeze water from it, one could only wonder who had offended him.

The atmosphere in the room was unusual, and Yan Su noticed the girl lying on the bed at once, covered tightly with a blanket, looking deathly pale and pitiable.

She had clearly fainted. Seeing her in this state, anyone could guess what had just happened.

Yan Su couldn’t help but glare, "Third Young Master, what did this girl do to offend you? Was it necessary to deal with her so harshly? You’ve gone too far!"

"Cut the crap and check her," Third Young Master Jun lowered his gaze, focusing on the girl lying on the bed.

How was he to know that she was so fragile, after all, it wasn’t her first time - she had given birth twice and should have experience in these matters.

The most vexing thing was that she claimed to be Shang Jingchen’s wife, which thoroughly incensed him.

In a fit of anger, he had no control over his strength, wishing only to punish her severely.

Yan Su quickly examined her: "She has a slight fever but it’s not high. She probably fainted due to exhaustion and extreme emotional turmoil, possibly excessive sadness."

The expression on Third Young Master Jun’s face grew even darker.

"Men should not be this brutal towards women," Yan Su grumbled, then began to lift the blanket off Ye Lu.

"What do you think you’re doing?" Third Young Master Jun slapped the blanket down and glared at him coldly.

Startled, Yan Su retorted, "You’ve tormented her so severely, there must be many injuries on her body. I need to check them to apply the medication."

"Check, but you can’t lift the blanket!"

Exasperated, Yan Su replied: "How am I to assess her injuries without lifting the blanket, do I have x-ray vision?"

"I don’t care, figure it out yourself." Jun’s stern voice echoed, he just didn’t want any other man to see her exposed body, not even a little.

"To a doctor, male and female are no different; I see her as a cadaver. Your possessiveness is too much! Fine, just let me see her hand at least. Hand is okay, right?"

Third Young Master Jun drew Ye Lu’s arm from under the blanket for Yan Su to examine, who then left him a box of ointment.

"Hold on, bring the other one too."

"Which one?" Yan Su was clueless.

"The ointment for the injuries... down there," Third Young Master Jun replied, with an uncharacteristic hint of embarrassment.

Yan Su was stunned, looking at the heartless Third Young Master Jun, who was notorious for being harsh on people.

It seemed like the sun was rising from the west, this man actually had a considerate side too. This girl was indeed unusual!

...

It was hunger that woke Ye Lu up.

Actually, her fainting was not only due to exhaustion but also hunger. She hadn’t eaten anything all day, and after all that had happened, a combination of exhaustion and emotional turmoil led to her fainting.

Feeling a bit dizzy, she started to sit up, the blanket slid away, revealing the horrifying bruises on her body.

Ye Lu paled and pulled the blanket up.

"Awake? I had someone make porridge for you." A deep voice came out from the dim corner of the room, devoid of any emotion.

Recalling the torment he inflicted on her, Ye Lu shivered, clenching the blanket tighter.

If the fear she had felt before was solely due to his actions and words, experiencing the pain he had inflicted firsthand made her thoroughly realize how terrifying he was. There was no chance of defiance, the feelings of anger and helplessness made her feel oppressed.