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Clearly, Xin'er and the man also heard the commotion, and they exchanged a surprised glance.
Before Xin'er could even scream or say anything, a large hand covered her mouth again, and the man's face quickly leaned in closer. He whispered urgently in her ear, laced with a strong warning.
"Don't let anyone know I'm here; this is what you owe me."
Upon hearing this, Xin'er realized he was referring to the incident from that night at the Talent Show when he had saved her.
As she thought about it, she looked at the handsome face of the man leaning toward her.
The once proud and arrogant youth, who had exuded an air of nobility, now appeared battered and wounded. Yet, his striking looks remained intact.
However, his tightly furrowed brows and pale complexion revealed that he was struggling against pain, holding it in without voicing it.
Although this man had suddenly barged in, and she knew nothing of his background or identity, Xin'er’s eyes flickered for a moment. Ultimately, under his gaze, she gently nodded.
Seeing this, the man slowly removed his hand from covering Xin'er’s mouth.
At that moment, footsteps approached from outside the door, followed by a series of sharp knocks and Leng Yixuan's deep voice filled with concern.
"Xin'er, are you there?!"
Hearing that voice startled Xin'er, causing her expression to change abruptly.
After all, she had been avoiding him since that night; she never expected him to come looking for her today!
As she thought of this, Xin'er’s slightly surprised water-like eyes flickered for a moment. She noticed the man across from her, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that seemed to warn her against saying anything wrong.
Seeing this, Xin'er lightly bit her lip. After a moment, she cleared her throat, gathered her scattered thoughts, and spoke through the wooden door.
"I... I'm here. What is it?"
As soon as Xin'er finished speaking, Leng Yixuan's voice came from outside the door again.
"Well, it seems that a thief has broken into the estate according to a guard. For safety's sake, I've sent people to search the entire house, but we haven't checked your side yet. I'm worried that the thief might come over there. Xin'er, could you please open the door and let me in?"
His tone was filled with genuine concern and worry.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er felt a surge of emotion in her heart.
However, she also felt helpless.
After all, the so-called thief that Leng Yixuan was worried about had already entered, and right now, he was sharing the same bathtub with her...
Thinking of this, Xin'er couldn't help but steal a glance at the man beside her.
She saw that after hearing Leng Yixuan's words, he tightened his grip on her hand as if fearing that Leng Yixuan would actually come in. His eyes radiated a warning glare.
It was as if he was saying that if she dared to act recklessly, he would not hold back.
Feeling intimidated by this, Xin'er quickly panicked and spoke up when she heard Leng Yixuan's words.
"No, Xuan, don't come in! I... I'm fine!"
"Xin'er!" she shouted, but her voice betrayed an unmistakable panic.
Standing outside the door, Leng Yixuan's ears perked up, catching that hint of distress. His handsome brows furrowed slightly.
He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off with Xin'er at that moment. Could it be...?
With a tightening in his chest at the thought, Leng Yixuan acted without hesitation. He extended his arm and pushed forcefully against the tightly shut Carved Wooden Door.
With a loud bang, the door swung open before him.
Fearing that something might have happened to Xin'er, Leng Yixuan rushed into the room without a second thought. What he found, however, was completely unexpected—
Sheer Curtains swayed gently, and behind the screen, in the Bathtub, wisps of steam rose. Petals floated on the surface of the water, releasing a pleasant fragrance that created ripples!
The most eye-catching sight was the stunning girl in the Bathtub!
She was submerged in the water, with only her small head peeking out.
At that moment, upon seeing him burst in unexpectedly, she was clearly startled.
Her enchanting Little Face turned pale with shock, her Beautiful Eyes wide open in disbelief as she clutched at him tightly...
Seeing this, Leng Yixuan's handsome face flushed with embarrassment.
After all, he had no idea that this was what awaited him inside the room.
He had thought Xin'er might be dealing with something serious; little did he know...
Leng Yixuan felt a pang of regret in his heart as he glanced at Xin'er, who appeared frightened and hesitant. He thought that perhaps his actions had scared her, and a flicker of apology crossed his eyes.
His gaze swept to the guards waiting outside the door, preparing to enter and search the room. A tightness gripped Leng Yixuan's heart, and he immediately raised his voice.
"Everyone, get out!"
His tone was hurried and stern.
The guards, though puzzled, complied and retreated one after another.
Once the room was left with only Leng Yixuan and Xin'er, he cleared his throat lightly, turned slightly away, and withdrew his gaze from her. He spoke up.
"Ahem, Xin'er, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It's just that I noticed something was off with your voice earlier, so I... I'll leave now..."
With that, Leng Yixuan quickly turned to leave.
After all, because of that incident from a few nights ago, Xin'er had been upset with him for several days. Each day felt like an eternity for him.
He missed her but feared that she was still angry, so he let her avoid him.
He thought that once she calmed down, she would naturally stop hiding from him.
As he contemplated this, he took one last deep look at Xin'er before exiting the room and closing the door behind him.
Watching Leng Yixuan leave with a look of regret and reluctance, Xin'er's anger had already dissipated.
Truth be told, these past few days, she had felt more shy and embarrassed than truly angry.
If possible, she wanted to call out to him, but...
As the steady footsteps outside gradually faded away until they disappeared completely, Xin'er shyly moved her wrists, which were bound.
Suddenly, a figure emerged entirely from the bathtub.
In an instant, water splashed everywhere, petals scattered, and a man, drenched and glistening with water droplets, appeared in Xin'er's line of sight.
"The person has already left; you can let me go now, right!?"
Looking at the soaked man before her, Xin'er frowned and spoke.
Though her hands were tightly restrained, she still tried to sink her body deeper into the water until only her chin was above the surface.
Her eyes, filled with panic, shyness, embarrassment, and vigilance, were fixed on the man.
She looked both pitiful and alarmed.
Like a helpless little rabbit.
Such a pitiable girl would soften even the heart of a saint.
Seeing this, the man's Phoenix Eyes flickered for a moment. Then, with a swift motion of his large hand, he released Xin'er's wrists. He stood up from the bathtub and stepped out of it.
As he moved, droplets of water continued to slide off his body, and the water that dripped onto the floor was tinged with a hint of crimson—warm water mixed with blood...
Upon seeing this, Xin'er furrowed her brows tightly.
Seeing the man about to leave, she felt a sense of relief, but at the same time, concern for his injuries crept in.
Although he had barged into her room in the middle of the night, she had realized from the last time he saved her that he didn’t seem like a bad person…
Now, he was gravely injured, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he would be pursued by his enemies once he left this place. Would he be able to escape then?
As Xin'er was lost in thought, suddenly there was a loud thud. The man who had intended to leave collapsed right in front of her…
“Ah!”
She gasped as she saw him fall to the ground without any sign of getting back up. A quick glance confirmed that he had indeed fainted.
That was understandable!
After all, he wasn’t made of iron. With such severe injuries and having lost so much blood, no one could withstand that.
Thinking this, Xin'er quickly stepped out of the bathtub and hurriedly put on her clothes before rushing to the man's side. She tentatively pushed him with her hand and called out.
“Hey, wake up, wake up…”
She whispered softly.
Unfortunately, the man was already unconscious and unable to respond to her calls.
Seeing this, Xin'er furrowed her dark eyebrows and bit her lip in frustration, unsure of what to do next.
Finally, she glanced around and decided to move him to the bed. After all, it was early spring, and the ground was cold. With such serious injuries, leaving him on the floor would only worsen his condition.
Thinking of this, Xin'er immediately grabbed the man's arm, trying to drag him over.
However, the man was tall, standing at least six feet tall.
Although he appeared lean, he was quite heavy.
No matter how much strength Xin'er exerted, she couldn't move him.
Fortunately, perhaps sensing Xin'er's movements, the man slightly lifted his excessively long Phoenix Eyes and glanced at her. His elegant brows furrowed lightly, as if in confusion.
Seeing the man awake, Xin'er felt relieved and delighted. She said, "You're finally awake! Can you stand up? I want to help you to the bed to rest. Your wounds need to be treated, don't they?"
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, a hint of surprise crossed the man's eyes.
Perhaps he hadn't expected that Xin'er would want to bandage his wounds; after all, to her, he was just an unknown stranger with an unclear background...
Despite these thoughts, he still forced himself to stand up. However, due to his lack of strength, he swayed slightly as soon as he got up, showing signs of nearly collapsing.
Seeing this, Xin'er quickly supported his waist to steady him.
The man noticed this and his beautiful Phoenix Eyes flickered for a moment. He pressed his red lips together but did not speak.
Instead, he leaned most of his weight onto the slender girl beside him because he truly had little strength left...
And for Xin'er, being small in stature and trying to support someone who was both taller and heavier than her was undoubtedly a challenging task.
However, she still exerted all her strength, carefully helping the man step by step until he was finally settled onto her bed.
As soon as she managed to lay him down, Xin'er let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if the heavy mountain that had pressed upon her was finally lifted.
Yet, Xin'er only took a brief moment to rest before getting back to work.
After all, the man was still covered in wounds, and the most urgent task now was to bandage his injuries.
Fortunately, there were plenty of medicinal supplies for treating injuries in her room.
After she had accidentally sprained her ankle last time, Leng Yixuan had been very concerned about her and immediately arranged for many precious medicines to be prepared.
She had only needed a few days to recover from her ankle injury, leaving her with a surplus of medicine that was now coming in handy.
Thinking this, Xin'er quickly retrieved some ointment, gauze, and scissors from the drawer beside the bed.
When it came to dressing wounds and handling minor injuries, Xin'er was knowledgeable enough.
After all, as an older sister, she had taken on both sisterly and maternal roles in caring for her younger brother since their mother passed away.
Her brother was quite mischievous and often came home with various scrapes and bruises, so she kept some gauze and medicine at home just in case.
At that moment, once Xin'er had everything prepared, her beautiful eyes swept over to the man. She noticed that his eyes were tightly shut, his hands clenched into fists as if he were enduring something painful.
Perhaps sensing Xin'er’s gaze, the man’s previously closed Phoenix Eyes slowly opened, locking onto hers with an intense stare.
It must be said that the man was extraordinarily handsome!
Even in such a battered and disheveled state, the man exuded an innate air of nobility.
Though his brows were furrowed, suppressing his pain, there was still a hint of untamed defiance and pride that he did not fully reveal.
It was clear that this man was no ordinary person.
After all, how could an ordinary individual possess such a distinguished arrogance?
Xin'er thought to herself as she noticed the man lifting his gaze towards her. She then held up a piece of gauze and scissors, signaling him to speak.
"I'll help you bandage your wounds right now."
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, the man did not respond verbally but simply nodded lightly in agreement.
Seeing this, Xin'er immediately set down what she was holding and reached out with her delicate, jade-like hand to begin unfastening the man's clothing.
After all, he had numerous wounds on his body, and his clothes were tattered, with fresh blood seeping through. To bandage his injuries properly, she needed to remove his clothing.
However, given the man's current condition, it was remarkable that he had not lost consciousness; his endurance was impressive. Yet, removing his clothes would likely require more strength than he possessed at this moment.
Thus, the task naturally fell to Xin'er.
Although helping someone undress was not a first for her, facing an unfamiliar man still made her hesitate.
Nevertheless, in the next moment, Xin'er clenched her teeth and pushed aside any thoughts about propriety between men and women.
After all, the man was gravely injured; this was not the time for her to dwell on such matters.
Thinking of this, Xin'er took a deep breath and quickly removed the man's clothing.
During the process, perhaps she accidentally brushed against one of his wounds, and she heard him let out a muffled groan. Although he was trying his best to endure it, Xin'er was startled and hurriedly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The man simply pressed his lips together in silence in response to Xin'er's words.
It was unclear whether he didn't mind or if he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
Finally, after Xin'er managed to remove the man's clothing, her delicate face turned a deep shade of red, as if it could bleed.
Moreover, at that moment, her hair was completely soaked and fell down her back. A few rebellious strands of bangs clung to the side of her face. Though slightly disheveled, it added a touch of youthful charm and sensitivity to her appearance.
Seeing this, the man's Phoenix Eyes flickered for a moment, but he remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on Xin'er without wavering.
In contrast to the quiet man, Xin'er couldn't help but gasp when she saw the wounds on his body after removing his clothing.
The flush of her Little Face vanished instantly.
"Oh my! You're hurt so badly!" she exclaimed in shock, her Beautiful Eyes wide with disbelief.
There were seven knife wounds on the man's body; five were on his arm and one on his back. However, these were considered minor injuries compared to the most serious one on his chest.
It ran directly from his left Chest down to his right lower abdomen.
The wound was deep, and the bright red blood continued to seep from it.
Seeing this, Xin'er was terrified.
After all, she had never seen anyone injured so severely in her life.
Although she knew how to bandage and treat wounds, it was only for minor injuries. The man before her was gravely hurt, and she was not a doctor. What if he died because his injuries were too severe!?
Thinking of this, a chill ran through Xin'er’s heart. In an instant, she stood up from her chair and exclaimed, "No! Your injuries are too serious. I’m going to find a doctor to treat you right now!"
With that, Xin'er turned to leave immediately.
However, before she could take a single step, she felt a sudden tightness around her wrist.
"…"
"Don't alert anyone."
The man spoke, his voice carrying a mix of weakness and determination.
Hearing this, Xin'er furrowed her brows and replied, "But your injuries are too severe! If you don’t let a doctor take a look, you might die!"
Her tone was filled with concern.
The man could sense the concern in Xin'er's voice, and his handsome face momentarily froze.
After all, although he was born into wealth and privilege, enjoying a status that most could only dream of, ever since his mother passed away, no one had truly cared for him. Yet this girl before him showed genuine concern...
Thinking of this, the man's Phoenix Eyes flickered slightly, and he felt a surge of emotion at the girl's kindness.
After a moment, he snapped back to reality. With a sweep of his Phoenix Eyes, he glanced at the ointment several times before lightly parting his lips to speak.
"I'm not going to die. Hurry and help me bandage my wounds! Otherwise, I really will die!"
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