C8 His Own Woman Was in Favor of Him!

Tang Chi directly posed the question, "Why can your blood be used to make medicine?"

Leh Jiu's eyes twinkled, indicating they weren't in cahoots with the lab personnel.

After all, she was now immune to all poisons.

Leh Jiu's eyes whirled deceitfully, but she didn't spill the truth. "It's... it's somewhat useful."

Si Nanzhi's focus diverged from Tang Chi's.

He was more preoccupied with the origins of the wounds on Leh Jiu's body.

The room's temperature plummeted, a chill permeated the air, and Si Nanzhi's expression turned icy as his grip involuntarily tightened.

"Ah... that hurts."

Leh Jiu's cry of pain brought tears to her eyes, and her face blanched.

Regaining his composure, Si Nanzhi realized he had been clutching her arm so tightly he could have snapped it with one hand.

Upon releasing her, a red mark marred Leh Jiu's delicate wrist.

Si Nanzhi's brow creased imperceptibly.

Tsk, she was fragile, with equally tender skin.

Leh Jiu could see that Si Nanzhi was in charge. She looked at him with a mix of grievance and innocence, her eyes brimming with a plea, "Could you draw less blood next time?"

Survival was still life.

She just wanted to stay alive.

Her gaze softened Si Nanzhi's heart as he looked back at her with profound depth.

One second, two seconds—it felt like an eternity passed before Leh Jiu's hopeful eyes began to lose their luster, her heart plummeting. Finally, Si Nanzhi spoke, "Let's go. I won't draw any more blood."

His words caused both Leh Jiu and Tang Chi's expressions to shift.

Leh Jiu was a mix of surprise and elation, while Tang Chi's surprise was tinged with disapproval.

"Si..."

Tang Chi barely started speaking when Si Nanzhi's cold glare silenced him.

Leh Jiu, fearing Si Nanzhi might change his mind, quickly sprang up from the treatment chair.

She stayed close on Si Nanzhi's heels, almost clinging to him, dreading that Tang Chi might pin her down on the operating table to take her blood.

"Si Nanzhi is just causing trouble," Tang Chi said, clearly disapproving.

Lu Xing, ever the faithful follower, stated, "The Young Master's word is final."

"He's out of his mind!"

The woman clearly had an influence on his insect poison, and yet he backed down just because of her plea!

He's completely lost it!

Lu Xing, with an air of pride, said, "After all, this is our Young Master's first woman."

Shouldn't he cherish his own woman rather than mistreat her?

Watching Leh Jiu, who was closely following him, Si Nanzhi teased, "Why are you sticking so close? You wouldn't even let me touch you earlier."

Leh Jiu pulled out a milk candy from her pocket and offered it to him, "Nanzhi, I want you to have some candy."

Si Nanzhi's eyebrows lifted playfully, "Are you trying to win me over?"

Leh Jiu nodded earnestly, looking completely guileless.

He had saved her and didn't take her life; he was a good person.

She had nothing else to offer, so she gave him her favorite milk candy.

At least she had some conscience.

"Keep it for yourself," he said.

It was too sweet, cloyingly so.

At his words, Leh Jiu's eyes brightened.

She unwrapped the candy and popped it into her mouth with delight.

A piece of candy to steady her nerves.

"Nanzhi, where am I going to sleep tonight?"

Now that the danger had passed, Leh Jiu's frail body dropped its guard. Already weak, and after being put through a workout by Si Nanzhi, exhaustion was setting in, and she was struggling to keep up.

Where to sleep?

Si Nanzhi's lips curved into an attractive arc, "Sleep with me."

Her drowsiness vanished instantly. Leh Jiu's eyes widened, and she blurted out, "No way!"

"You don't want to?"

It was improper for men and women who had no relationship to share a bed!

"If you're not sleeping with me, then find somewhere else to sleep."

Si Nanzhi's smile was chilling as he gestured toward the treatment room behind her.

His smile sent a shiver through Leh Jiu, and a flicker of fear crossed her eyes.

In a moment of panic, she wilted like an overcooked eggplant.

It was an unmistakable threat.

Leh Jiu took back her earlier belief that he was a good person.

He was nothing but a handsome ruffian!

It was clear that, to save her own skin, Leh Jiu had no choice but to enter the lion's den.

Si Nanzhi's room was spacious, with an equally large bed.

As soon as he entered, Si Nanzhi began unbuttoning his shirt. His slender fingers worked quickly, and soon his chest was bared, showcasing his defined pectorals and perfect abs, without an ounce of excess fat.

"Do you like what you see?"

Si Nanzhi's voice snapped her back to reality. Regaining her composure, Leh Jiu realized Si Nanzhi was shirtless. Instantly, her face flushed crimson, her eyes brimming with awkwardness.

'Despicable rogue!'

'So shameless!'

Leh Jiu immediately averted her gaze, looking at the wall, the floor, the lights—anywhere but at him.

"It's not attractive."

Leh Jiu's tone was defiant.

Si Nanzhi closed the distance between them, leaving only a hand's breadth of space. A soft chuckle escaped him, and his warm breath caressed her face, making Leh Jiu's cheeks burn and her ears tingle.

The sound of a belt buckle clicking open echoed in the room.

Leh Jiu knew that sound all too well. At the noise, she no longer just avoided looking at him; she was so frightened that she shut her eyes tightly.

Blinded, her other senses heightened.

She heard the zipper being slowly undone.

Si Nanzhi's intense gaze was fixed on her, unblinking.

An overwhelming presence closed in, thinning the air around her. Leh Jiu's breathing became labored.

'Stay back, or I'll suffocate!'

It was as if he heard her silent plea.

The oppressive heat around her suddenly vanished, followed by the sound of retreating footsteps. Si Nanzhi had walked away.

Leh Jiu's heart had just settled when, before she could dare to open her eyes, Si Nanzhi's voice filled the room once more.

"Go to bed and wait for me like a good girl."

Her heart, which had just settled, leapt into her throat once more.