Shi Feng’s head had already been hurting badly; the moment he heard that, it felt like his skull exploded. He clutched his head and let out a muffled groan.

"Bro, big bro, what’s wrong with you?" Shi Yue jumped in fright, didn’t dare touch him, and instantly started flusteredly rushing out to call the Doctor.

And ran head‑on into Nianyang, who was coming in carrying fruit and tonics. She raised her brows and glared, "What are you, this cold‑blooded woman, doing here? Isn’t it enough that you’ve already hurt my brother this badly?"

Nianyang ignored her, set the fruit and tonics down on the table to the side, then took out the silver needles from the "space" in her bag and went straight up to Shi Feng, who was still crying out in pain, plunging them into his acupoints to help unblock his qi and blood and ease the pain.

Shi Feng only felt that his brain, which had been on the verge of exploding from pain, was suddenly brushed by a spring breeze, and in an instant it didn’t hurt anymore.

He caught the natural medicinal fragrance unique to a young girl on her body, and his eyes flew open in a rush of excitement. Sure enough, he saw the girl he’d been dreaming of. After all, he was just a seventeen‑year‑old boy, pampered since childhood; for a moment he couldn’t suppress his emotions, his eyes instantly reddened. "Nianyang, you finally came to see me."

That one word "finally" revealed endless bitterness and grievance.

Watching from the side, Shi Yue was so angry she could explode. Her brother was really too spineless. But seeing how rarely happy he was, she could only force herself to endure it.

Nianyang sat by his bed, looking at him coolly. "Second Young Master Shi, your injury is to your brain. You need to keep your emotions in check, or it’ll tug on the nerves and trigger severe pain."

Shi Feng gazed at Nianyang with burning eyes and cautiously asked, "Nianyang, are you nervous about me? You actually... have a tiny bit of feeling for me too, right..."

"No, you’re overthinking it." Even though Shi Feng had risked his life to save her, Nianyang still showed him no mercy. She ruthlessly shattered his expectations and said, "You saved me, and I’m very grateful to you, but that’s only because you’re my savior and I’m being polite and checking on you. That’s just basic logic. I’m not some ungrateful person."

In other words, it was purely a simple "thank you." If it had been anyone else who saved her today, Nianyang’s attitude would have been exactly the same.

The expression on Shi Feng’s face stiffened a little. The heart that had just warmed up because of Nianyang’s arrival instantly went ice‑cold.

Yeah, he really was stupid. He obviously knew this was the answer he’d get, and yet he still had to ask, refusing to give up.

Shi Yue couldn’t listen anymore and spoke up for Shi Feng. "Chu Nianyang, what kind of crap is that? My brother saved you—can’t you at least say something nice? And you’re the one telling my brother to control his emotions, but every time the one who sets him off is you. You jinx!"

"Shi Yue, shut up!" Shi Feng barked out, and because he got too worked up, he started coughing again, tugging at those pain nerves once more. The pain made his vision swim, but compared to the agony in his heart, this kind of pain wasn’t worth a damn.

"Bro, don’t get worked up!" Shi Yue stomped her feet anxiously, lightly patting Shi Feng’s back as she said,

"I know Chu Nianyang is your precious darling, I’ll stop talking, okay!"

Shi Feng took a moment to steady himself, then leaned back wearily against the pillow behind him, looking at Nianyang with eager eyes as he said, "Nianyang, don’t take what Shi Yue said to heart. I saved you because I was willing to. Who told me to like you, right? The one who’s loved can afford to act fearless. That woman who went to your shop to make trouble yesterday, I’ll make sure she pays the price. Her dad won’t get away either. The losses at your shop—I’ll make them compensate you and write a letter of apology. I won’t let you suffer even the tiniest bit."