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That night, Wen Tingli was awakened by an unknown noise. When she realized that the sound came from the next room, she quickly got up from the bed and turned on the small lamp on the bedside.

I looked at the clock and it was six o'clock.

In fact, she didn't go to bed until four o'clock. Before four o'clock, she had been helping Louis treat Lu Shicheng's injuries. Louis did the cleaning and bandaging overnight, but because Lu Shicheng was too seriously injured, Louis himself was not sure whether he could help Lu Shicheng get through this.

Louis said that if Lu Shicheng's temperature still didn't drop before dawn, then, knowing that moving might worsen Lu Shicheng's condition, they would have to transfer Lu Shicheng to a large hospital overnight.

But in this case, Mr. Lu Sanye and the White Dragon Gang would definitely get the news. Kuang Zhilin has not returned yet, and there is a traitor in the Lu Mansion. Lu Shicheng himself is not awake yet and cannot mobilize the troops himself.

This time, Lu Shicheng will inevitably fall into an extremely dangerous situation again.

Wen Tingli was worried. Later, Louis saw that she was too tired, so he said he would take care of the patient and asked Wen Tingli to go back to her room to rest.

Although she had fallen asleep, Wen Tingli did not sleep well because she was worried that Lu Shicheng's condition would worsen. She woke up when she heard some noise next door.

She put on her coat and rushed to the next room. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Louis standing beside the bed. On the bed, Lu Shicheng was mumbling something in a low voice.

Wen Tingli couldn't help but smile bitterly. When she suddenly heard Lu Shicheng speak yesterday, the expression on her face was probably similar to Louis's now.

"It's very sudden, isn't it?" Wen Tingli walked closer and whispered to Louis, "I heard it last night too. Mr. Lu also called out 'Mom'."

Louis thought about it helplessly beside the bed for a while, and tried to analyze it: "Mr. Lu's vocal cords are not damaged. His muteness seems to be related to the major shock he received in his childhood. This time he was severely injured. To use the words of you Chinese: he walked through the gates of hell. This near-death experience may help him break through some psychological barriers."

Wen Tingli touched Lu Shicheng's forehead with mixed feelings.

This action reminded Louis. He took the thermometer out of Lu Shicheng's clothes, looked at the light, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The temperature has come down."

Wen Tingli asked hurriedly: "Doesn't this mean that Mr. Lu's condition has stabilized?"

"At least it's a good sign. After all, he's young and has a good foundation... Let's observe him for another day. If his condition doesn't get worse, then we don't need to take the risk of sending Mr. Lu to the hospital."

Wen Tingli happily covered her chest. "It's almost dawn. The patient needs nutrition, and you, doctor, also need to replenish your energy. I'll go buy some breakfast."

Lewis stopped Wen Tingli: "I'm afraid I have to trouble Miss Wen to go out."

He pointed at Lu Shicheng who was still sleeping.

"Mr. Lu sweated a lot. Covering his wound like this is not conducive to recovery. Miss Wen, please go out and help buy a set of clothes for him to change into. By the way, buy some personal toiletries for Mr. Lu. In addition, here are some medicines that Mr. Lu will need immediately. There are many spies of Mr. Lu near my clinic. You can take my prescription and go directly to Wuzhou Pharmacy to get the medicine."

Wen Tingli nodded and said, "If you need any help later, just tell Sister Zhou."

Before going out, Wen Tingli went back to her room and changed into an inconspicuous set of clothes. She also took out a wig that she had used when rehearsing dramas at school from her suitcase and put it on her head. She looked in the mirror and finished by putting on a pair of thick-framed glasses.

She knew that Mr. Lu Sanye and the White Dragon Gang would never guess that she was the one who saved Lu Shicheng that night, but it was always better to be cautious. With her makeup like this, not to mention strangers, even acquaintances might not be able to recognize her at first glance.

After finishing her tidying up, Wen Tingli checked the pistol and wallet in her school bag and went out in the pale blue light of the morning. It took her a full hour to get to the foreign company.

After entering, Wen Tingli quickly bought milk powder, men's socks, towels, soap, slippers and other items. She found out that the men's clothing department was on the second floor, so she went upstairs to pick out clothes.

Now Lu Shicheng was still in a coma and couldn't wear outer clothes. In her opinion, it would be better to buy two sets of light and soft pajamas. However, it was the first time for her to buy men's pajamas, so she was a little confused. She spent a long time in front of the men's ready-made wardrobe before making up her mind.

The salesman was very obedient: "Miss, tell me the master's height."

Wen Tingli pretended to be mature and gestured a few times with her hands: "He is quite tall, probably this much taller than you, and his shoulders are about this wide."

"What about the sir's waistline?"

Wen Tingli was stunned: "I don't know the details, but the waist size won't be too wide anyway."

The waiter hurried to the counter and took out a dozen sets of pajamas, some expensive and some cheaper.

Wen Tingli looked at the cheaper ones first. The styles were not bad, but the fabric was not very breathable. Thinking of Lu Shicheng's wounds, she firmly picked up the more expensive pajamas to look at them. The servant's eyes lit up: "Miss, you have good taste. These are all authentic imported goods. The material is soft and breathable. It is very comfortable to wear them to sleep at night."

Wen Tingli was very satisfied, but she said: "Although this material looks good, you can buy it in any fabric store outside, and the purchase price is only three dollars a piece. Your style is nothing special, why is it three times more expensive than other places?"

When the servant heard this, he knew that Wen Tingli either owned a Western-style clothing store or had worked in one, so he smiled and said, "Of course you can find cheap goods in a fabric store, but most of them are imitations. Even if it's the same cloth, you can't make such fashionable styles if you tear the material yourself and take it to a tailor's shop. Mine is authentic Parisian. Look how gentlemanly and decent this style is. Pajamas of the same style can only be bought on Nanjing Road, but the price there is several times more expensive than mine."

After some bargaining, Wen Tingli bought two sets at once, one in cherry white and one in dark blue, both of which were elegant colors.

She didn't know what brand of pajamas Lu Shicheng usually wore, but in her opinion, with such good material and style, even if Lu Shicheng wore it, he would not throw it away after wearing it a few times.

After paying the bill, it was already late, so Wen Tingli bought a few newspapers at the newsstand and hailed a rickshaw to go home.

On the way, she read three newspapers from beginning to end, but she saw no news from the White Dragon Gang, nor any news related to Lu Shicheng.

She was puzzled. It was understandable that there was no news about the landing of Shicheng in the newspaper. What was strange was that there was no movement from the White Dragon Gang at all. She shot Qiu Lingyun twice that night. Even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

Considering the current status of the Qiu father and son in the White Dragon Gang, if Qiu Lingyun were to die from his injuries, there would be some rumors circulating among the people.

But she didn't have time to go out and inquire carefully. After arriving home, Wen Tingli first looked around vigilantly to make sure that nothing was wrong. Then she opened the door and went straight back to her suite.

Mrs. Zhou came out from the inner room holding Xiao Taozi.

"Mr. Lu woke up once." Mrs. Zhou whispered, "The foreign doctor fed him a bowl of porridge, but Mr. Lu was in a bad mood. He explained a few things and fell asleep again."

"Please help wash these clothes and socks and hang them up. They should be dry by the evening."

Mrs. Zhou couldn't help showing a look of surprise when she saw two sets of extremely light and soft men's pajamas. Wen Tingli had already hurried into the house with Xiao Taozi.

Inside the room, Louis was standing by the bed, recording something. There was no sound from the bed. The morning sunlight fell from the window onto the head of the bed, and half of Lu Shicheng's face was covered in the clear light.

He was sleeping soundly, with a few tufts of short black hair lying messily on the white gauze on his forehead, making him look more childish than usual.

"How is it? Are you having a fever again?" Wen Tingli came closer and asked in a low voice.

"No fever anymore." Louis said, "I gave Mr. Lu some painkillers and he just fell asleep."

Wen Tingli's expression relaxed, and she handed another bag to Louis: "Please take a look at these medicines. By the way, I also bought some supplements, including milk powder, canned beef juice, and the new nutritional paste from Wuzhou Pharmacy. I don't know if Mr. Lu can take it now."

Louis checked them one by one.

"Both are correct. Give the beef juice and nutritional paste in two days. Make the milk powder for Mr. Lu when he wakes up. I guess he will wake up in two more hours at most."

Having said that, Louis suddenly looked at Wen Tingli several times with a strange look.

"what happened?"

Lewis smiled and shook his head: “I just think…Mr. Lu must trust Miss Wen very much in his heart, otherwise he wouldn’t sleep so deeply.”

Wen Tingli was silent for a while, and then she said softly and happily, "I'll go get you a cup of tea."

After lunch, Mrs. Zhou brought in the dried pajamas. The material was very thin and it dried in two hours under the sun.

Wen Tingli boiled two pots of water in the kitchen, scalded and disinfected the newly bought washbasin, towels and other items one by one, and handed them to Louis along with the newly bought pajamas, then closed the door and came out.

Lewis stayed in the room to wash and change the dressing for Lu Shicheng, and came out half an hour later. Wen Tingli took the basin and said, "Mrs. Zhou has spread a set of bedding on the sofa. You should go to sleep. I will call you if there is anything wrong."

Louis rubbed his brows tiredly: "Okay, if Mr. Lu wakes up later, please feed him something first, Miss Wen. As long as he can move, try to help him get down and walk around. If he lies down for too long, there may be some new complications."

"it is good."

After Louis left, Wen Tingli sat on the bed and looked at Lu Shicheng.

Behind her, Xiao Taozi came in at some point. She was eating the chocolate her sister had just bought and walking around the room with a tap sound. After being stopped by her sister in a low voice, she walked over and stood next to her sister, looking curiously at Lu Shicheng on the bed.

"Mr. Lu, would you like some chocolate?" She generously took out another piece from her pocket.

"Mr. Lu can't eat these now."

"Will Mr. Lu starve to death?"

Wen Tingli chuckled: "He will wake up naturally when he is hungry. Doctor Lewis said that for patients, sleep is as important as eating."

Xiao Taozi seemed to understand what was going on when Mrs. Zhou came over and said, "Xiao Taozi, it's time for us to take a nap."

Little Taozi immediately clung to her sister like a piece of taffy: "Little Taozi wants her sister to sleep with her."

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou said in surprise, "Mr. Lu is awake."

Wen Tingli turned around and saw Lu Shicheng lying on the bed, looking at them blankly. Xiao Taozi thought that Lu Shicheng was woken up by her, and when Mrs. Zhou led him, she obediently went to take a nap.

Wen Tingli reached out and touched Lu Shicheng's forehead, and asked with great joy: "Are you hungry? Have some chicken porridge first."

Lu Shicheng tried to move, and when he lowered his head, he suddenly seemed to find that he was wearing a set of pajamas he had never seen before. Stunned, he raised his uninjured arm, and the sleeve fell to his elbow as he moved. He frowned as he looked at the strange clothes.

"Dr. Louis told me to buy them for you. He said you were sweating a lot and needed to change clothes quickly. So I went out and bought two sets at random. I don't know if they will fit you."

Lu Shicheng turned his eyes to look at her. Wen Tingli gladly helped him put his arms back into the quilt, and then scooped a spoonful of porridge to Lu Shicheng's mouth. "It's easy to catch a cold if you sit there empty-handed. Eat something first."

Lu Shicheng's appetite was better than expected. After finishing a bowl of porridge, he still stared at the bowl.

"Still want to eat?"

Lu Shicheng nodded. Wen Tingli burst out laughing. This was probably the first time that Lu Shicheng showed his childish side in front of her.

She suppressed her laughter and took the empty bowl, replacing it with a glass of light salt water for Lu Shicheng to rinse his mouth. "I can't give it to you even if you're hungry. Doctor Louis told you not to eat too much at once, and save the rest for dinner. Also, I have to help Mr. Lu walk around, which is also what Doctor Louis told me."

Lu Shicheng looked at the ceiling and smiled helplessly. After a moment of silence, he turned sideways with difficulty and lifted the quilt. Wen Tingli hurriedly stopped him: "Wait a minute."

She sat on the edge of the bed with her back to him and patted her shoulders: "Come, put your arms here, I'll help you walk."

Lu Shicheng hesitated for a moment, then obediently did as Wen Tingli said.

However, Wen Tingli really underestimated the weight of a young man. Although he had been extremely thin these days, his physique was still much better than his father's when he was seriously ill. Moreover, he was a full head taller than his father. The moment they stood up, they shook suddenly several times. Fortunately, Wen Tingli grabbed the baffle at the end of the bed in a hurry, otherwise Lu Shicheng would have been thrown back onto the bed.

Wen Tingli was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly looked at Lu Shicheng beside her. Unexpectedly, Lu Shicheng was smiling bitterly with his eyes closed.

His smile made her feel relieved.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" She said in annoyance, "Don't be afraid, I'm very strong. I wasn't prepared just now, but I have experience this time. Come on, hold on to me, I promise I won't swing around again."

I don’t know if it was because of this verbal assurance that Lu Shicheng did not back down. Instead, he trusted Wen Tingli and let her support him to start again.

Wen Tingli held up Lu Shicheng's right arm, and at the same time stretched out her left hand to go around his lower back, holding his other side very firmly.

The two walked slowly in the room. It was very quiet outside the door. Mrs. Zhou and Xiao Taozi went to take a nap, and Louis was also sleeping soundly. In this early autumn afternoon, the apartment was only a soft silence except for the footsteps of the two of them.

As Wen Tingli walked, she did not forget to secretly look at whether Lu Shicheng's pajamas fit him well. The sleeves were of the right length and the trouser legs were not short. As for the waistband... it was covered by the outer clothes and could not be seen, but since it could be fastened, it meant it fit him well.

She couldn't help but smile, she was very satisfied with her ability to estimate the size.

When they reached the middle of the room, the sunlight happened to peek in through the window from outside, stretching their shadows very long.

Lu Shicheng paused slightly, and Wen Tingli thought he had noticed the slightly intimate shadow on the ground, so she quickly found something to say: "Tell me if it hurts."

When I looked up, I saw Lu Shicheng looking curiously at a full-length photo on the table by the window.

The person in the photo is Wen Tingli. She is wearing a crystal crown and a princess costume made of gauze and sequins. Her long and lush hair falls on her shoulders. It is obvious from her outfit that she is participating in a performance at school.

Looking at the photo alone, there is nothing special about it. What is strange is Wen Tingli's expression. Judging from her posture, she has just walked onto the stage, but judging from her expression, she seems to have been called by someone in the audience.

At the moment the shadow fell, she was turning her head to look downward, her eyebrows slightly raised, her lips slightly parted, and there was a hint of surprise in her smile.

This photo was taken for her when Qiao Xingchu was pursuing her.

At that time, she was still studying at Xiude Girls' Middle School. Several schools held a joint performance, and she and her classmates performed in Shakespeare's plays. That night, Qiao Xingchu brought a newly bought German camera and took many photos of her in the audience.

After the two broke up, she returned all the gifts Qiao Xingchu had given her, except for the photos. After all, the people in the photos were her. Although she didn't return them, she didn't like to put them in a conspicuous place, so she simply put them all in the inner room.

This room was originally prepared for her father, but it became a storage room after his death. After Lu Shicheng had the accident that night, she temporarily placed him here and did not have time to clean up afterwards.

Lu Shicheng was probably curious about who took the photo of her. After all, judging from the shooting angle, the photographer should be sitting in the front row of the audience.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some water?" Wen Tingli changed the subject.

Lu Shicheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then shook his head. He did not ask any more questions, but naturally moved his gaze to other corners of the room.

Wen Tingli felt an indescribable sense of relief. He was always so smart and tactful. This might be the reason why she never felt embarrassed or awkward when dealing with him.

Her tone became lively again, and she began to spontaneously introduce the furnishings in the room to Lu Shicheng.

"Those are the magazines I collected. When my family still had a tailor shop, I often cut out the pictures of beautiful women's clothing from the magazines and gave them to my parents for reference, so that they would know what styles were popular at the time... I couldn't bear to throw them away even after the tailor shop closed. I planned to let Xiao Taozi learn to paint by looking at the pictures in the magazines in the future."

He looked at the pictures one by one. In addition to the dress she mentioned, there were also some jewelry and cute doll clippings. It was obvious that she liked these kinds of shiny little objects very much.

She motioned him to look over there. "On the windowsill are the peanut seedlings I planted myself. Mrs. Zhou had stomach problems in her early years, and now she eats a dozen red-skinned peanuts on an empty stomach every morning. When I moved, the neighbors in Ping'anli gave me a few peanut plants, so I tried to plant one in the room. I didn't expect it to survive. Look, it's sprouted."

"And that, this is a set of puppets made by my mother. I loved playing with them when I was a child. After Xiao Taozi was born, I gave them to her to play with. Mr. Lu, you don't know how skillful my mother's hands are."

No matter where Lu Shicheng's eyes fell, Wen Tingli would always introduce it to him with great enthusiasm.

These were not just clutter, but part of her life, and now she was willing to open "this part" of herself to the person in front of her.

Lu Shicheng just listened silently the whole time, but his eyes showed that he was very interested in everything Wen Tingli said. Unfortunately, he was exhausted, and after just walking around the room twice, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Wen Tingli hurriedly helped Lu Shicheng back to the bed.

This man was such a gentleman that even though she had been encouraging him to lean on her, he was very careful not to put all his weight on her shoulders.

He walked these two laps, mostly relying on his own strength. He was so badly injured that it was hard to walk like this. The key point was that he did it in a subtle way, otherwise she would have noticed something was wrong long ago.

Wen Tingli helped Lu Shicheng lie down again, gave him some water, and said helplessly: "I'll go out for a while."

As soon as I turned around, someone suddenly grabbed my sleeve.

Wen Tingli looked back in surprise.

Lu Shicheng turned sideways with difficulty and wrote a few words on her palm with his uninjured hand.

【I’m hungry.】

After writing these two words, Lu Shicheng looked up at her, his eyes clear, frank, yet a little innocent.

Wen Tingli smiled and said, "No, no, you just had a meal, you can't eat too much."

But his expression was so serious that people could not tell that he was playing a rogue. Wen Tingli softened her heart. Perhaps when a person is seriously injured, he needs extra energy. "Then I'll make you some milk powder. When Dr. Louis wakes up, I'll ask him if he can give you more food."

After drinking the milk, Wen Tingli asked him in a low voice: "What else do you want to eat? I'll go buy it, maybe you can eat more in the evening."

Lu Shicheng lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, as if he was really thinking about what he wanted to eat the most, but he obviously overestimated his energy at the moment. As he thought about it, his eyes became blurred, and then, although his gaze was still on Wen Tingli's face, his eyelids slowly and heavily closed.

Wen Tingli was stunned. She finally saw what it meant to fall asleep as soon as she was told. She helped Lu Shicheng cover himself with the quilt and stood up to send the bowl out. Suddenly, she was shocked. Lu Shicheng was so weak. Could he have injured his wound? If so, she had to wake up Dr. Louis and check on him.

But... Louis didn't sleep all night last night, how could I wake him up?

She decided to check it out for herself first.

She carefully sat back on the bed and gently lifted Lu Shicheng's quilt. When she wanted to check his wound, she was in trouble. His wound was on his ribs, and if she wanted to take a closer look, she would have to unbutton his shirt.

She reached out her hand several times, but retracted it because she was embarrassed. Finally, she said to herself frankly: Louis asked her to look after Lu Shicheng, so she couldn't be perfunctory. It would be terrible if something went wrong with the wound.

She was silent for a moment, then closed her eyes and unbuttoned the first button of Lu Shicheng's pajamas.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, her wrist was violently slapped away. The speed was so fast that Wen Tingli had no time to retract her hand.

Wen Tingli opened her eyes in shock and saw Lu Shicheng staring at her. He seemed to have just woken up and his eyes were a little confused, but his movements were so quick. He probably felt someone was unbuttoning his clothes and pushed her hand away out of self-protection instinct. Needless to say, if his hand was not injured, her wrist might have been grabbed by him.

Wen Tingli wanted to crawl into the crack of the ground, and hurriedly explained: "I...I...I just want to see your wound."

Lu Shicheng calmed his breathing, withdrew his hand, and looked at Wen Tingli guiltily.

Wen Tingli pouted and rubbed her wrist. Lu Shicheng turned over and remembered. Wen Tingli quickly held him down: "Don't move. You are sweating all over. I'm fine. I just didn't expect a sleeping person to react so quickly."

She couldn't help wanting to laugh, but when she thought about it, the smile froze on her face. Only people who have been in danger for a long time would develop this habit, and that kind of vigilance was almost engraved in their bones. It can be seen how difficult it was for him to give his trust to others. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only look at Lu Shicheng with mixed feelings.

Lu Shicheng seemed to be embarrassed about what had just happened. He leaned his head back on the pillow, waited for a while but saw no movement, then looked down at her in surprise.

Wen Tingli was amused by Lu Shicheng's action. There was really nothing to be embarrassed about. Not only was he a patient, but he was also very ill. It was normal to help check his wound out of caution.

However, it was quite embarrassing to unbutton his shirt face to face, so she covered Lu Shicheng with the quilt again, turned her face to the other side, fumbled to help him unbutton the first button, and then unbuttoned another button.

When she solved the fourth pill, she suddenly felt that Lu Shicheng was too quiet. She turned her head quietly and saw Lu Shicheng staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. He looked very calm and no one knew what he was thinking.

Fortunately, there was no bleeding or exudate on the gauze.

After checking his chest and ribs, she gently helped him turn over and checked the two wounds on his back. Finally, she did not forget to check the gauze on his head.

After making sure that there were no problems with the injuries, Wen Tingli gently laid Lu Shicheng down and buttoned his clothes again.

It's strange, although it was the same batch of buttons, but buttoning was much faster than unbuttoning. After doing all this, Wen Tingli hurriedly opened the jar, took out a sterilized thermometer, and motioned Lu Shicheng to put it in his mouth.

Lu Shicheng shook his head.

Wen Tingli was a little anxious: "Doctor Louis told me to take the temperature again."

Lu Shicheng still shook his head stubbornly. This was too childish. Only a child would put a thermometer in his mouth.

"You can't be so willful." Wen Tingli reasoned with him, "Doctor Louis said that it would be very troublesome if you have a fever again. At least take the test. If you don't have a fever, we will feel more at ease."

Lu Shicheng thought about it, then opened his mouth and put the thermometer in it.

Wen Tingli was satisfied then, and waited patiently with her chin in her hand.

(End of this chapter)