Ruan Xingzhuo looked at You Huan, his eyes gradually filling with gratitude.
You Huan gently held Ruan Xingzhuo’s head and said softly, “But, Zhuozhuo, if you want to cry, then cry as much as you need. I’m right here with you.”
Ruan Xingzhuo’s tears weren’t as heavy as before; he simply rested his forehead on You Huan’s shoulder, quietly leaning on her for comfort.
Just then, the door to the emergency room opened, and a doctor hurried out.
Chen Yu was the first to step forward and asked anxiously, “How is she, doctor? Is she all right?”
Ruan Xingzhuo and You Huan also stood up quickly and came to the doctor’s side.
The doctor’s clothes were soaked with sweat, and his expression was anxious.
“I’m sorry—we can’t determine the cause of the patient’s condition. Can you tell me what exactly happened to her?”
This was practically the greatest failure of his entire medical career.
They had already summoned specialists from every department, yet not one of them could identify the cause.
Even the medical instruments showed that everything was normal.
It was completely beyond their comprehension.
Chen Yu looked troubled.
He didn’t even know how to explain it—how could he tell the doctor that Ruan Xingyao had collapsed from overusing her spiritual power?
That would sound utterly absurd.
Seeing this, Ruan Xingzhuo and You Huan didn’t dare speak out of turn; they just stood by silently.
The doctor frowned deeply, his frustration mounting as he looked at Chen Yu’s conflicted expression.
“What on earth is going on? Tell me! Do you plan to just stand there and watch the patient die?” the doctor snapped.
He was nearly at his breaking point.
They had gathered the hospital’s best physicians, yet none could find the cause of the patient’s collapse.
If word of this got out, they’d all be ruined!
But more than that—he had a healer’s heart.
How could they stand by while a suffering patient was left without help?
Would all their efforts end up meaningless?
Yet Chen Yu still kept his lips tightly sealed.
Faced with such an uncooperative relative, the doctor was almost ready to lose his temper.
At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.
Soon, a man appeared, dressed entirely in white: a short-sleeved shirt, tailored trousers, and light leather shoes.
He had a slender figure, skin so pale it was almost luminous—and even his hair was white.
At first glance, everyone had the same reaction: this man looked like a being descended from the heavens.
But they only spared him a fleeting look before turning their focus back—nothing was more important than Ruan Xingyao right now.
However, the man stopped walking and asked the doctor, “The patient you’re treating—is her name Ruan Xingyao?”
The moment he spoke, before the doctor could respond, Chen Yu, Ruan Xingzhuo, and You Huan all turned sharply toward him.
“Who are you?” Ruan Xingzhuo demanded.
For some reason, a surge of hostility rose unbidden in his chest.
This man felt dangerous—terribly dangerous.
The man gave Ruan Xingzhuo a faint glance but did not answer the question.
That single glance carried both disdain and contempt.
The man quickly turned his gaze back to the doctor and said, “You can’t save her. I’m the one who can. Take me inside.”
However, his words did nothing to earn the doctor’s trust.
The doctor’s frown deepened even more.
“May I ask which hospital you’re from?” he said sharply.
“How dare you make such outrageous claims!”
Was this man looking down on all of them?
This was practically the same as barging in to challenge their entire hospital!
Yet the man didn’t get angry at the doctor’s tone.
Instead, he said calmly, “Didn’t you already determine that she isn’t ill?”
The words sounded utterly strange—nonsensical even—but they were, inconveniently, true.
The doctor was left choking on his words, unsure how to respond, when the man continued,
“Only I can save her.”
At that moment, Chen Yu spoke up. “Sir, may I have a word with you in private?”
The man gave Chen Yu a brief glance, then nodded slightly and followed him a few steps aside.
Ruan Xingzhuo and You Huan immediately followed as well.
The doctor was left speechless.
So, apparently, he was the only one not allowed to listen? Fine—then he’d just leave!
Chen Yu looked at the man steadily and asked bluntly, “Sir, are you and Xingxing from the same place?”
The man nodded. “Yes. I’m her senior brother.”
Although Chen Yu had already suspected as much, hearing the man confirm it still sent a jolt through him.
Still, he didn’t immediately believe him.
He pressed further, “Did you arrive here today? Or…?”
He had to make sure the man was telling the truth—he couldn’t let even the slightest danger get close to Ruan Xingyao.
The man’s eyes flickered with faint approval at Chen Yu’s caution.
But then he said calmly, “Yao’er’s condition is dire. Are you sure you want to waste time interrogating me?”
At those words, Chen Yu’s heart sank.
Ruan Xingzhuo barely heard anything else—the only phrase echoing in his mind was ‘Yao’er’s condition is dire.’
He immediately grabbed the man’s hand, desperation flooding his voice. “Please! I’m begging you! You have to save my sister! Please!”
The man raised an eyebrow at the boy’s desperate expression.
If he wasn’t mistaken, this same boy had looked at him moments ago like a wary little wolf, bristling with hostility.
And now, seeing him like this—begging with such raw desperation—was rather… interesting.
Brushing Ruan Xingzhuo’s hand aside, the man said calmly, “Yao’er is my junior sister. I care about her far more than you do.”
With that, he ignored Chen Yu entirely, turned around, and walked straight up to the doctor.
“Take me inside,” he ordered.
In the short time that had passed, the doctors had already relayed the situation inside the emergency room.
Though their first reaction had been to think the man was ridiculous, after hurried discussion they had no choice but to let him try.
They had done everything possible to save Ruan Xingyao, yet there had been no progress at all.
At this point, handing the operating room over to this mysterious man was their only remaining option.
The doctor led the man to change clothes and sterilize his hands before bringing him inside.
The other doctors stepped aside to make room for him.
As the man approached the bed and saw Ruan Xingyao lying there—her face drained of all color—his eyes filled with pain.
This was the little junior sister who had been the treasure of their entire Beast Taming Sect, and now she’d been reduced to such a fragile state.
How could he not ache for her?
Gently, he touched her cheek with his fingertips. “Silly girl… what could possibly be worth exhausting yourself like this?”
Ruan Xingyao’s condition was clear to him at a glance—she had completely drained herself.
After taking a moment to steady his emotions, the man looked at the doctors and said, “Please, all of you—step outside.”
One of the doctors hesitated. “Can’t we stay and observe?”
After all, Ruan Xingyao’s case was far too unusual; they all wanted to see what was really going on.
But the man replied firmly, “She isn’t sick. There’s nothing here for you to learn. Please, leave.”
Seeing that he wouldn’t relent, the doctors and nurses finally left the emergency room.
Only then did the man begin treating Ruan Xingyao.
— The end of the Chapter–
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