CHAPTER 308: CHAPTER 244

Then Bai Su used his own strength to pin him down in the mud, showing him who’s boss.

With his hands twisted behind him, Ying Yunlin cried out in pain, "Okay okay, you’re the best, let go, my bones are gonna break!"

Fu Jinyi happened to be passing by watering the flowers, and seeing the situation, her eyelid twitched as she spoke up, "What are you guys doing?"

Upon hearing her voice, Ying Yunlin turned his head with difficulty, raising his voice to accuse Bai Su of his crimes, "Help me pull him off, this dog-man is too ruthless!"

Fu Jinyi glanced at the man slowly crushing Ying Yunlin, wisely backing away three feet, "Are you insulting yourself?"

Ying Yunlin: "?"

Shit!

Killing a thousand enemies, losing a thousand of your own—what a big mistake!

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But the news of Bai Su’s precarious state still reached the ears of Fu Xixiao, who was concerned about his daughter. In the evening, when Rong Zhi returned, he saw a heap of supplements clearly intended for another purpose on the dining table, raising an eyebrow curiously.

With so much consumed, aren’t they worried about overdoing it?

But when those supplements were served in front of her and Bai Su, her smile faded.

"Sis?"

Fu Xixiao added two more jujubes into the deer antler ginseng soup and smiled, "I put a lot of beneficial herbs in. Try it and see if it’s tasty? If not, we can change it tomorrow."

...Beneficial herbs.

Rong Zhi’s lips barely twitched, raising her eyes to meet Fu Xixiao’s gaze, she said flatly, "Over-supplementing can be too much."

Fu Xixiao went along easily, "Then just have two sips."

Rong Zhi: ".....?"

Why is she so obsessed with ensuring she supplements her body?

Bai Su, with elegant fingertips, picked up the soup, "Auntie, I’ll drink it for her."

"No," Fu Xixiao quickly stopped him, pushing another bowl filled with an even stronger-smelling medicinal soup, "This one’s for you."

Bai Su’s face visibly stiffened at an observable pace.

He smelled a strong medicinal scent.

His stomach reflexively churned, nausea welled up.

Rong Zhi realized it wasn’t good, grabbed the medicinal soup directly, looked at Fu Xixiao, and slowly said, "I’ll drink this."

She gulped down the pungent soup in one go.

With the scent out of her nose, Bai Su’s tense body finally relaxed, and his stomach was not as bothered.

Fu Xixiao blinked, clearly a bit puzzled by the situation.

But after thinking about it, the youth had a point; supplementing the body should be a priority, so she might as well drink this bowl too!

"Good girl Zhi Zhi, here’s another bowl."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Facing Fu Xixiao’s hopeful gaze, she took a deep breath, picked up the porcelain bowl, and drank it to the bottom.

Her stomach was full.

She pressed several acupuncture points on her neck, "I’m full."

Saying that, she pushed the chair away and left the dining room.

Fu Xixiao called out in vain and touched her face, puzzled, "She’s full without eating?"

Ying Cenchuan couldn’t bear it, led her over-concerned mother back to her seat, pressed her shoulders, and said, "Don’t worry, Little Nine is very healthy."

Fu Xixiao choked, then pouted, "Fine."

She looked at Bai Su, "Su Su, take Zhi Zhi’s dinner up to her, make sure she doesn’t go hungry."

Bai Su had been waiting to leave, nodded in agreement.

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The man with dinner turned on the room light, the dim room suddenly lit up, he placed dinner on the table, and saw there was no sign of the youngster.

The bed showed no signs of having been touched, he slightly wrinkled his brows, intending to take out his phone, but then heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom, his fingers paused, and his steps turned toward the bathroom.

He turned the handle and opened —

To see the young girl soaking in the bathtub with a white shirt, pulling at the collar with slender fingers in discomfort.

Bai Su saw this and gripped the door handle, not entering.

"...Zai Zai?"

Rong Zhi’s response was sluggish, turning her head to look at him calmly.

Her delicate fair face was flushed unnaturally, she restrained the agitation within her despite her blood racing and kept her breathing steady.

"I’ll be out soon."

She thought Bai Su needed to wash up, stood up from the bathtub, but slipped and fell back in, hitting her head on the edge of the bathtub with a small thud, groaning in pain.

Her head became even dizzier.

She shouldn’t have drunk those two bowls of tonic; it’s stronger than aphrodisiacs.

Bai Su’s pupils shrank, he rushed to her side in an instant, scooped her up, and didn’t care about the water soaking his clothes.

He carried her to the bedside, about to set her down, but a hand gripped his arm, with heat that could almost scorch the skin, passing through the fabric to his skin, shocking him from head to toe.

"Zai Zai," Bai Su struggled to remain composed, gritted his teeth and said hoarsely, "Where’s your Fu Xi Nine Needles?"

Acupuncture seemed to have detoxification properties; maybe it could expel the heat from her body.

At such a moment, he became even calmer.

Rong Zhi raised her hand weakly to indicate, tugging at his sleeve, "Put me down."

Bai Su frowned, "I’ll carry you up."

Rong Zhi lightly shook her head, propped herself against his arm, leaped down in his alarmed gaze, then turned around, unbuttoning her shirt with trembling hands.

Bai Su immediately understood her intention, hurriedly went to look for the silver needles.

When he returned, the youngster had stripped completely, lying facedown on the bed, the dark blue velvet only covering her waist, contrasting sharply with her cold white skin, intensely visible.

Bai Su’s gaze swept over the scar running across her waist, fierce and terrifying.

He remembered, burns of such area typically required treatment in a tub; the sensation was not unlike secondary trauma, even more painful than the initial burn.

How the fifteen-year-old girl had endured it, he did not know.

Thinking about it made his throat tighten painfully.

"...Bai Su?"

Not hearing any movement behind her, Rong Zhi coughed softly, calling out in a low voice.

Bai Su refocused, laid out the cloth bag beside her, lacking acupuncture experience; Rong Zhi hesitated between bursting from within and being pierced to death, choosing the latter.

"I’ll tell you the point and needle, you match them and insert the needle accordingly."

Fortunately, he was somewhat familiar with acupuncture points, not a complete novice.

Otherwise, Rong Zhi really didn’t know what to do.

Bai Su murmured in response, amidst the youngster’s occasional pauses of speech, he found each needle in the Fu Xi Nine Needles and inserted it into the corresponding point.

At first, he was unfamiliar, incorrectly placed needle causing blood to flow, met with a soft grunt from the youngster.

"Don’t be nervous."

Bai Su’s palm sweated slightly, but his needle technique was steady, tightening his lips at her remark, as he inserted the last needle into the point, "It’s impossible not to be nervous."

His calm composure crumbled easily with her.

Rong Zhi clenched the pillow, feeling the heat within gradually dissipate, couldn’t help but smile lightly, "Practice more, next time you’ll be steady."

"There won’t be a next time." Bai Su drew a chair to sit by her side, delicately stroked her damp forehead hair.

He said nothing, but the guilt and pain in his eyes almost overflowed.

The youngster slightly turned her face, wet hair softly rested against her cheek, further outlining her skin’s fairness and delicacy, those playful fox-like eyes narrowed leisurely, filled with an allure just for him.

—Go see a psychologist.

This thought flickered in his mind fleetingly, Bai Su pursed his lips, his gaze deepened.