Chapter 154: Elder Sister Belonged to Him Alone

Xu Zezhan dared not delay and immediately called Yun Nian to follow him upstairs. When they arrived, they were startled by the two people huddled together on the floor.

Seeing that Song Qingyou was not in a good state, Yun Nian quickly poured a pill from a medicine bottle and fed it to her.

Yun Nian’s medicine worked effectively, and Song Qingyou’s breathing gradually steadied.

Fu Wenzhou soothed her softly, “It’s alright, Youyou, it’s alright…”

Song Qingyou’s tears had dried up, and with a hoarse voice she said, “Help him finish taking his medicine.”

Yun Nian was momentarily taken aback but immediately agreed, “Okay.”

Xu Zezhan separated the two of them, while Fu Wenzhou’s gaze persistently followed Song Qingyou, his eyes dark and difficult to read.

Song Qingyou found she could no longer stay there and rasped, “I’ll… I’ll go to the bathroom first.”

She turned and left without daring to linger for another second.

Once inside the bathroom, Song Qingyou washed her tear-streaked face and forced a smile in the mirror, trying to make herself look a little happier.

She couldn’t let Fu Wenzhou worry anymore.

She didn’t stay long; after calming herself completely, she opened the door and stepped out.

“Youyou!” Fu Wenzhou saw her and straightened his back, his eyes locked on her.

Song Qingyou smiled faintly, “I’m here.”

Yun Nian was treating Fu Wenzhou’s leg injury. Song Qingyou’s fingers trembled slightly behind her back as she asked, “When will his wounds heal?”

Yun Nian replied, “Except for the right leg, the other injuries will heal in about a month.”

“And the leg?” Song Qingyou asked slowly, swallowing the bitterness in her heart.

While bandaging, Yun Nian said, “It will take around three months to fully recover, but don’t worry. The medicine I used won’t leave scars or affect his future mobility.”

Song Qingyou felt a faint relief.

Xu Zezhan said, “I’ll go get Gu Bai; he’ll come over soon.”

“Mm,” Fu Wenzhou answered.

After Xu Zezhan left, Fu Wenzhou asked Song Qingyou, “Youyou, when are we going back to the country?”

“No rush,” Song Qingyou said, brushing the stray hair from his forehead; it had grown a lot in just over a month, almost covering his eyes.

Since she said no rush, Fu Wenzhou was not anxious.

Once Yun Nian finished bandaging, he eagerly said, “Yun Nian, hurry and examine Youyou, see how to treat her.”

Yun Nian nodded and looked at Song Qingyou, “Sister, I…”

Before he could finish, an angry voice interrupted.

“Who the hell are you calling sister!” Fu Wenzhou glared at Yun Nian like a fiercely protective wolf cub, “Don’t you dare call her that here!”

Yun Nian was speechless.

Song Qingyou was also silent.

Yun Nian was exasperated and said, “I’m fifteen, she’s twenty-four. If I don’t call her sister, what else should I call her? Auntie?”

Fu Wenzhou grew even angrier, “Auntie? If your eyes are blind, go get treatment. Does your aunt look this young and beautiful?”

Yun Nian put his hands on his hips, puffing his cheeks, “Fu Wenzhou, I’m telling you, you’re just picky. Can’t call her sister, can’t call her auntie; then what do you want me to call her?”

Fu Wenzhou pressed his lips into a thin line, face cold, “Call her by her name!”

Then he added, “Full name!”

Yun Nian retorted, “Do you think you’re some overbearing CEO? What’s wrong with me calling her sister?”

Fu Wenzhou scoffed, “Don’t you know who saved your life in Shekou, who protected you all this way, who led you out of the misty forest, who…”

“Song Qingyou, let me take your pulse,” Yun Nian said expressionlessly.

Song Qingyou looked at him, then said to Fu Wenzhou, “You’re twenty-two, can you stop fussing over something so ridiculous with a minor?”

Fu Wenzhou lifted his eyelids, “How is it ridiculous? Sister is a title that belongs only to me; no one else can use it!”

Song Qingyou fell silent.

That commotion somehow dissipated the desolate, hopeless sorrow she had been feeling.

A slight curve appeared on her lips; she suddenly found Fu Wenzhou’s childishness somewhat endearing.

In the eyes of a lover, Fu Wenzhou was a true capitalist exploiting Yun Nian.

Yun Nian gave Fu Wenzhou a secret glare, then smiled gently at Song Qingyou, “Hold out your hand.”

Hearing this, Song Qingyou slowly extended her arm.

Just as Yun Nian’s hand was about to touch it, Fu Wenzhou suddenly intervened, “Wait.”

Song Qingyou turned to him and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

Fu Wenzhou said, “Where’s your handkerchief? Don’t let him touch you.”

Song Qingyou was speechless. “He’s still a child, Fu Wenzhou, don’t be so unreasonable.”

Fu Wenzhou drooped his eyelids, “Oh, then forget it.”

Yun Nian stood quietly by, watching his antics.

Song Qingyou smiled apologetically, “Sorry, you can start now.”

Yun Nian nodded and placed his fingertips on Song Qingyou’s wrist. Moments passed, but his expression gradually grew serious.

After several minutes, he withdrew his hand and looked up at her. “Your illness…”

“What about her illness? Can it be cured?” Fu Wenzhou clenched his fists tightly. No one knew how nervous and frightened he was at this moment. Almost obsessively, he said, “Yun Nian, you promised me, you can cure Youyou.”

Song Qingyou reached up to stroke Fu Wenzhou’s black hair, soothing his emotions.

As the one seriously ill, she appeared much calmer than Fu Wenzhou. “Just tell me straight.”

After a few seconds of silence, Yun Nian slowly said, “You’ve been sick for a long time, and your constitution is too weak. You must first strengthen your body before any further treatment can be done.”

He didn’t specify what illness it was or how to treat it, only offering a vague statement.

Song Qingyou’s eyes shifted slightly but said no more. “Mm.”

Fu Wenzhou frowned, “Is that all?”

Yun Nian replied, “What else?”

Fu Wenzhou pressed, “So can it be cured or not?”

Yun Nian found Fu Wenzhou truly persistent. Since he couldn’t provide an answer now, it meant it was uncertain for the time being, yet Fu Wenzhou kept pressing.

Song Qingyou’s palm slowly slid down, gently brushing his earlobe. “I told you, first strengthen the body, then treat it.”

Fu Wenzhou was about to ask more but was interrupted by a noise at the door.

Gu Bai had come upstairs at some unknown time. Seeing Fu Wenzhou, he dashed over and exaggeratedly cried out, “Zhou! I thought you weren’t coming back!”

Xu Zezhan grabbed Gu Bai’s collar from behind with great force, pulling him back. Gu Bai staggered several steps.

Turning around, he glared angrily at Xu Zezhan, “If you tear my clothes again, it’s worth thousands!”

Xu Zezhan said coldly, “He’s injured. If you don’t fear causing secondary injury, then continue.”

Gu Bai was stunned. “Damn, why didn’t you say so earlier!”

Xu Zezhan: “Yeah, my bad.”

Gu Bai snorted, “It’s your fault anyway.”

Then, skipping over to the bedside, he asked, “Wenzhou, how was the forest?”

Fu Wenzhou lifted his eyelids slightly, “Gu Bai, do you want to die?”

Gu Bai chuckled, “Bro, I’m just asking about your adventure as a pure-hearted warrior, since you finally came back!”

Half of what he said was anger, the other half a careless mockery.

To end up like this, all for bringing back a little kid.

If it weren’t for seeing him so badly injured, Gu Bai would have punched him in the face to see what the hell he was thinking.

He understood wanting to save Song Qingyou but couldn’t fathom why Fu Wenzhou had to go it alone.

Why not bring Xu Zezhan and himself along?

Three people can be better than one!

Fu Wenzhou knew Gu Bai was worried about him. Being teased like this, he didn’t retort. He lazily leaned against the bed, truly exhausted.

After deliberately arguing with Yun Nian for half the time just now, he was utterly drained.