Chapter 578: Chapter 581 So Precious
Gu Junzhu stared intently at Ye Xingbei and found her to be a very fascinating girl.
She had been deceived, hurt, and betrayed by the people she trusted the most. He thought she would be heartbroken, angry, and vengeful, or even collapse. However, she remained calm ever since she woke up.
Her mental state was the best he had ever seen. He suspected that in a few years, she would reach a state of detachment where she would not be affected by materialistic joy or personal sorrow.
But Gu Junzhu knew that many people who have been hurt do not cry or make a fuss, not because they are naturally duller than others, but because they have become accustomed to it.
A crying child gets fed.
However, a child who continually cries without getting any comfort will eventually stop crying after realizing the reality of their situation.
Thinking about this made him feel even more compassion for this girl.
How much maltreatment must one endure, to calmly face abandonment and betrayal by the ones seen as family?
He couldn’t help but reach out and stroke her head.
Everything that happened in the past, is in the past.
In the past, no one cared for Ye Xiaobei. But now, he is there for her.
Ye Xingbei glanced at him and gave him a gentle smile, “Let’s go home.”
Gu Junzhu nodded, bent down to pick her up into his arms, and instructed Gu Chi, “Take this old witch back to the Shi family.”
He had already done everything he was supposed to do—the day he sent Wu Qizhen to that gigolo’s bed.
From now on, Wu Qizhen’s life will only become more miserable every day.
There was nothing more he had to do to Wu Qizhen.
He carried Ye Xingbei back to their room and placed her back on the bed, gently rubbing her head, “Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?”
She had been injured and running a fever for a few days which has significantly reduced her appetite, resulting in her losing a lot of weight.
Ye Xingbei thought for a moment, “How about some purple rice porridge?”
Actually, she still didn’t have much of an appetite, but she didn’t want to be a bother to others.
Eating would help her recover faster.
Once back to good health, she could take care of others and not be a burden herself.
Gu Junzhu called the kitchen to order the purple rice porridge.
He sat by the bed and untied the bandage on Ye Xingbei to check her wounds, worrying that moving her might have torn them open.
But actually, he was overthinking.
When he carried Ye Xingbei, he was very careful.
Her wounds were already scabbed over and not a big issue anymore.
But he still couldn’t help worrying.
Only after seeing that there is nothing wrong himself, he applied another thick layer of medicine to her wounds before wrapping the bandage back on.
“This medicine works wonders,” Ye Xingbei remarked sincerely, “It’s the best wound medicine I’ve ever used.”
In the Ye Family, the wound medicine they used was exceptionally high-grade that couldn’t be bought on the market. She had thought that was the best wound medicine, but as it turns out, there’s always something better out there.
Gu Junzhu responded, “I used to have a peculiar job where I’d frequently get injured. My dad had a renowned traditional Chinese physician specially prepare this medicine for me. The medicinal herbs used are very precious and hard to come by, even if one has money. My dad had put in great effort and could only manage to get a dozen bottles or so made. Both I and my comrades have used it, and now there are only a couple of bottles remaining. So…”
Gu Junzhu flicked Ye Xingbei’s forehead, “In the future, don’t be so foolish as to believe everything anyone says. If you get injured again, then we won’t have this miraculous medicine to use anymore.”
Ye Xingbei glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand, “It’s so valuable, then let’s switch to a different medicine in the future? Let’s save this medicine for more severe injuries.”