After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

"Young Master Si, we need to take your temperature first." Qin Zhou handed over the thermometer.

Si Lin took it, pulled down a corner of the blanket, and placed the thermometer under her armpit.

The little girl flinched and frowned. "It's cold."

"It won't be cold in a bit." He reached out and tucked her stray hairs behind her ear. "Just bear with it for now."

She pouted, reluctantly hummed in agreement, and her eyelids drooped again, as if she were about to fall asleep at any moment.

Qin Zhou stood by the bed, head bowed, waiting.

My gaze inevitably swept over the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed. The man's belt was draped over his pleated skirt, the buckle gleaming coldly.

He silently counted the time in his mind, not daring to look at it for too long.

Five minutes later, Si Lin took out the thermometer and glanced at it, his brows furrowing. "It was the same temperature last time, a low-grade fever, but it kept recurring."

Qin Zhou took the thermometer and looked at it. "This young lady is too weak. Although she has a low-grade fever, she still needs to receive an IV drip."

Si Lin didn't say anything, but pulled her into his arms and rested his chin on her head.

The scene of the needle hole crawling around in the back of her hand last time was still vivid in her mind.

So soon, are we going to do it again?

Qin Zhou took out the IV bag and syringe from the medicine box and hung them up skillfully.

Then he bent down and lifted Ruan Tang's wrist.

Her veins were still so thin, almost invisible, that it took two taps to barely make out their location.

The coolness of the disinfectant swab as it touched the back of her hand made her flinch again.

"Don't move." Si Lin pressed down on her shoulder.

Aim the needle tip at the skin and insert it.

Si Lin stared intently, hoping to strike the target accurately and restore blood in one go.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Qin Zhou had no choice but to carefully adjust the angle of the needle and find the vein again.

Ruan Tang frowned deeply and groaned in discomfort.

Si Lin pressed down on her arm with one hand and cupped her face with the other, "Don't move."

Ruan Tang's brows furrowed more and more, her voice trembling with tears, as she snuggled softly into Si Lin's arms, pleading, "No injections, no..."

"Are you done yet?" Si Lin reassured her, glancing at Qin Zhou with a colder tone.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Qin Zhou's forehead. "Immediately, the veins are too thin."

He steadied his wrist, and the needle finally found the right spot, allowing blood to flow back.

Qin Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, quickly secured the needle with tape, adjusted the drip rate, and stepped back. "All done."

Si Lin looked down at the person in his arms; she had fainted again.

"Did you check the treatment plan I told you last time?" he asked, but didn't look at Qin Zhou, focusing instead on holding the person in his arms.

I was afraid that if she moved around, she would dislocate the needle that I had finally managed to insert.

Qin Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized that he was referring to the traditional Chinese medicine treatment he had mentioned last time.

"We've checked, and this young lady was born prematurely with congenital deficiencies, and her foundation is severely weakened."

"To truly improve one's constitution, one needs to use aged medicinal herbs for long-term conditioning. I have compiled a feasible prescription and will send it to you for review tomorrow."

Si Lin nodded. "How long will it take?"

"A course of treatment lasts at least six months, and the prescription needs to be adjusted regularly in between." Qin Zhou paused.

"Furthermore, during the treatment period, you need to avoid certain foods, avoid overexertion, and maintain a regular sleep schedule."

Si Lin looked down at the little girl in his arms, who was delirious with fever.

She nestled in his arms, looking small, with tears still clinging to her eyelashes and her nose red.

With such a weak body and little strength, she developed a fever after being handled by him for a while. She really needs to be recuperated.

"Send me the prescription," he said. "Get the herbs from the Si family's warehouse, and make a list of what you're missing."

Qin Zhou was secretly startled.

The Si family's medicine storehouse was for the Si family's main household; the price of any single medicinal herb in it was enough for an ordinary person to eat for ten years.

When she came last time, Young Master Si was still as cold as ever. When he asked her if she needed to take her medicine, he just asked casually and even complained that taking care of someone was too much trouble.

It hasn't been long, and they've already opened the Si family's medicine storehouse.

He dared not show it on his face, but simply bowed his head and replied, "Yes."

Si Lin glanced at him. "Also, come and give her a check-up every two weeks from now on. You can schedule the time yourself."

Qin Zhou nodded and took out his phone to write down a note.

Ruan Tang stirred in her sleep, kicking her leg.

Si Lin reached out and touched her forehead, then gently examined her face.

I moved very gently, afraid of waking her.

Qin Zhou packed up the medical kit, took two steps back, and asked, "Young Master Si, is there anything else you need?"

"That's all. You can leave now."

Qin Zhou picked up the suitcase and turned to walk towards the door. When she reached the door, she couldn't help but subconsciously look back.

The girl on the bed was fair and delicate, and Si Lin had already lowered his head, pressed his lips to her forehead, and kissed her.

The man, who was usually so arrogant and aloof, softened considerably when he bent down to kiss her.

Qin Zhou quickly looked away and gently closed the door.

Standing in the corridor, he let out a long sigh.

Although he was amazed when he came last time, he still harbored prejudice deep down.

I think this girl is probably just a casual prey for Young Master Si. She's pretty, but sooner or later she'll be like those other women he's had before—he'll get tired of her and throw her away.

He doesn't think that way anymore.

Being able to spend the night in Young Master Si's lounge twice, and having Young Master Si personally open the Si family's medicine storehouse for her to recuperate, she's probably becoming a caged bird, being cherished and pampered by the young master.

He estimated that he would be seeing this lady for a long time to come.

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Si Lin came out of the lounge, closed the door, and rubbed the back of his neck.

Pei Heng leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, clearly having waited for quite some time.

He looked Si Lin up and down. Si Lin was barefoot, wearing slippers, with only a few buttons on his shirt tucked into his trousers, and no belt.

Pei Heng clicked his tongue. "You didn't take your pills, and you didn't even have a condom, did you?"

He took his phone out of his pocket again, swiped a few times, and turned the screen towards Si Lin.

"Do you remember saying before that you found it troublesome to meet people?"

The screen displays group chat logs from two years ago.

Pei Heng threw a party, and two virgins were there. He didn't know his place and his penis ruptured and bled on the spot, causing chaos.

The three people next to him also lost interest and left early.

Si Lin later posted a message in the group: "From now on, when you invite me to a party, don't call me a virgin. It's troublesome and disgusting."

This set of rules.

Pei Heng said, "You're making an exception?"

Si Lin looked at the words he had typed himself on the screen and couldn't refute them.

This is the second time, but the first time, she was indeed a virgin, and she gave him her first time.

But the so-called rules were set by himself, so if they're broken, they're broken.

It's harmless.

He said, "She traded her innocence for the safety of everyone in the resistance group; it was the path she chose."

"The path she chose?" Pei Heng put his phone back in his pocket, leaned against the wall, and tilted his head to look at him.

"Si Lin, when did you learn to deceive yourself? You'd take any guy who throws himself at you?"

"You gave her the opportunity, which is why she dared to take advantage of you."

"If I remember correctly, this is the second time."

"Didn't you used to hate these pushovers the most? Now you're having a good time."

Si Lin frowned. "Watch your words."