Su Huan's gaze was wooden as she stared at the ceiling, as if she hadn't heard anything. Gu Beixian sighed, gently patted her shoulder, and turned to leave. Before going out, he instructed the bodyguard at the door: 'Protect Su Huan well, and call me immediately if anything happens.' The bodyguard replied, 'Okay, President Gu.' After getting into the car, his assistant reported to Gu Beixian: 'I led people to check all the surveillance along the way, and with the help of several parties, we finally found Huang Que. When she was caught, she was in a black taxi, trying to escape to the countryside to hide.' Gu Beixian's gaze was very cold, 'What's the background of this person?' 'Huang Que is the sister of Huang Guang. Huang Guang is the bald man who previously kidnapped the young mistress to restore ancient paintings. After that incident, it was found that he was involved in a tomb-robbing gang and was sentenced to seven years in prison. Surveillance shows that Huang Que has been disguise herself as a delivery person, wandering around the antique city area in recent days, looking for an opportunity to take revenge on the young mistress.' Gu Beixian's hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white. He arrived at the small building where Huang Que was detained. Huang Que had short hair, a waxen complexion, red-rimmed eyes, and dry, peeling lips. She looked quite similar to the bald man, very androgynous. Gu Beixian sat down on the sofa, lifted his gaze, and swept her with a cold look, 'Why did you pinch Su Huan's hand?' Huang Que's face was full of hatred, and she gritted her teeth and said, 'She caused my brother to go to jail!' Gu Beixian sneered, 'Your brother was involved in tomb robbery and kidnapped Su Huan; he deserved to go to prison.' Huang Que glared at him sideways, not speaking. Gu Beixian half-lifted the corner of his lips, smiling but not smiling, and said slowly, 'I never hit women, but you are too detestable.'

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and smashed it towards Huang Que's head. Huang Que tried to dodge, but was held down by the assistant and couldn't avoid it. 'Bang!' The ashtray broke her eyebrow bone, and blood flowed down her face with her tears. The glass ashtray fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The assistant kicked Huang Que's leg. With a 'thump', she knelt on the broken glass shards, trembling with pain, and kept whimpering. Gu Beixian stood up from the sofa, stepped on her hand, and crushed it several times, the sharp glass shards piercing into her fingertips. Huang Que begged for mercy in pain: 'My hand, it hurts, it hurts.' Gu Beixian just laughed, 'You know it hurts now, but when you used the door to crush Su Huan's hand, why didn't you think about whether it would hurt her?' Those were hands she valued more than her life. Those hands had tirelessly massaged his legs and gently comforted his body and mind during the past two years. Such a good girl, gentle and peaceful, yet her most precious fingers were crushed by this scum. Gu Beixian suppressed his anger, put one hand in his pocket, and said nonchalantly, 'The hand is too cheap, just chop it off.' The assistant hurriedly responded, 'Okay, President Gu.'

Gu Beixian turned and left. As the door closed, a woman's inhuman scream came from behind. The assistant's knife fell swiftly. Huang Que fainted in a pool of blood, her left hand's four fingers chopped off at the root. Back at the hospital. Gu Beixian sat down beside Su Huan's sickbed. Seeing her wooden and dull expression, Gu Beixian felt a pang in his heart, just about to tell her that the revenge had been taken when his sleeve was suddenly grabbed by her. She appeared gentle on the outside, but her heart was resilient, not easily showing her vulnerability. At this moment, she was fragile, helpless, and dependent on him. Gu Beixian's heart softened, feeling needed. He gently coaxed, 'Don't be afraid, I won't leave, I'll be with you these days.' Su Huan slowly let go of his sleeve. Gu Beixian carefully tucked her fallen hair behind her ear and said, 'Close your eyes and sleep for a while, I'll watch you sleep.' But Su Huan couldn't sleep, her four fingers were swollen and painful, the pain pulsed with her heartbeat. Her fingernails had all turned black and purple, very frightening. She closed her eyes, enduring the seconds, her heart aching intensely. Her fingers were broken, and if they didn't heal well, it would be too shameful for her grandfather's meticulous cultivation over the years. 'Knock knock,' someone was at the door. Gu Beixian got up to open it. Standing outside was Shen Huai, tall in a white coat, holding a bouquet of white roses. He called out 'Cousin,' and said, 'I just came off the operating table, heard that Su Huan's hand was injured, so I came to see her.' Gu Beixian's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was quite cold: 'Doctor Shen has quite a few professions.'

Shen Huai said with a smile, 'My profession is a doctor, and Gu Bao Zhai is my grandfather's shop.' Gu Beixian didn't pay attention to him and sat down beside Su Huan. Shen Huai placed the flowers on the bedside table and came to check Su Huan's hand, asking gently, 'Does your finger still hurt?' Su Huan nodded. 'Don't worry too much. I heard that it was Elder Bai who did the surgery for you, his medical skills are quite superb, and you are so young, your finger will definitely heal well.' 'Thank you,' Su Huan said softly. Shen Huai stared at her black and purple nails and said, 'Your finger has developed bruises, we need to bleed it, once the blood is released, the pain will ease a bit.' He called the nurse to bring over a needle. Gu Beixian raised an eyebrow at him, 'Are you sure you can do it?' Shen Huai flashed his work ID, 'Attending physician, I've been on the operating table, bleeding is not difficult.' Soon, the nurse brought over the needle and sterilized cotton. Shen Huai sterilized the needle and pricked along Su Huan's fingernail creases, squeezing out a lot of bruises. After the bleeding, Su Huan felt that her finger hurt less. Shen Huai cleaned up and patted her arm gently, 'It's late, you should rest well, I'll come to see you tomorrow.' Gu Beixian stood up and said indifferently, 'I'll take you home.' The two walked out one after the other, Gu Beixian closed the door and glanced at him coolly, saying indifferently, 'Su Huan doesn't like your type, better not to think about her in the future.' Shen Huai's expression changed slightly and he smiled, 'Then what type does Su Huan like?' Gu Beixian imagined what A Yao looked like, but he really couldn't figure out what type he was, so he said, 'She likes my type.' Shen Huai's smile deepened, 'Unfortunately, you are her cousin.'

Gu Beixian's eyes chilled and froze over, 'I am her...' 'Dinglingling,' Shen Hua's phone rang. He took out his phone from inside his white coat, waved it at Gu Beixian, and said, 'Cousin, I need to take a call.' After answering, he walked away while on the phone. Gu Beixian felt a surge of anger in his heart, his complexion dark and unpleasant to look at. He returned to the ward and saw Su Huan in such discomfort that his anger dissipated. Glancing at his watch, it was getting late. Gu Beixian called the maid, Sister Liu, to bring three basins of hot water. He wiped Su Huan's face with a towel, then lifted the corner of the blanket, took her foot, and was about to wash it. Su Huan pulled her foot back, not letting him wash it. Gu Beixian spoke gently, 'For those two years when I couldn't stand on my legs, you took care of me day and night. Now it's my turn to take care of you.' Su Huan stopped moving, her eyes slightly reddening. After washing her feet, Gu Beixian was about to take off her pants. Su Huan suddenly realized what he was about to do and tightly closed her legs, not letting him. Gu Beixian smiled faintly, 'We are husband and wife. You're so particular about cleanliness; you'll definitely feel uncomfortable if you don't wash. Let me help you.' Su Huan looked at him with a somewhat plaintive expression. The mention of 'divorce,' and with Chu Suosuo stirring things up in the middle, even though they hadn't gone through the divorce formalities, their relationship was ultimately a bit different from before. Letting him wash such an intimate area felt awkward. Seeing her reluctance, Gu Beixian was silent for a moment, then said, 'Shall I let Sister Liu wash you?'

After several seconds of silence, Su Huan's tightly closed legs slowly relaxed. Compared to Sister Liu, Gu Beixian was obviously a bit closer. Sister Liu was very perceptive and hurriedly excused herself. Gu Beixian wiped carefully. Su Huan's face was as red as a piece of burning coal. After wiping her, Gu Beixian also cleaned her legs and upper body. Sister Liu came over to take the basin away. It wasn't until the latter half of the night that Su Huan finally fell asleep. Gu Beixian lay beside her, not daring to sleep, worried that her hands would move around in her sleep, causing the bones in her fingers to dislocate, so he kept supporting them. After an unknown amount of time, Su Huan had another nightmare, shivering and curling up into a ball. Gu Beixian held her in his arms and gently patted her, as one would pat a child. Su Huan felt a sense of security and subconsciously snuggled into his embrace, muttering with her eyes closed, 'Ah...' Gu Beixian raised his hand to cover her lips, silencing the last two words, and only removed his hand from her mouth after a while when she calmed down, whispering, 'Little ungrateful one.' In her sleep, Su Huan gently turned over. Naturally, she couldn't hear his words, nor did she know that she had called out 'Ah Yao Ge' countless times in her nightmares.