Although the man had disguised his face, his eye shape remained the same as before.
His slightly slanted eyes were half-open at the moment, revealing a pair of glass-like pupils as he looked in Ye Wanmian's direction. Perhaps due to not having opened his eyes for a long time, the whites of his eyes were tinged with red, giving him a somewhat fierce look.
Ye Wanmian was so startled that she shuddered all over. A cold sweat broke out on her back, and her heart was pounding wildly.
Good heavens! How could it be so coincidental that he woke up just at this moment and caught her red-handed with her mischievous hand!
What should she do? What should she do? He was so hard to deal with. Now that he had caught her doing something wrong on the spot, would he kill her?
Stiff all over, she didn't notice at all that her other hand was pressing on the man's chest, in an extremely intimate position.
"I..."
She opened her mouth, trying to say something to relieve the awkwardness of being caught, but the man who had just opened his eyes to look at her closed them again. He didn't scold her as she had expected.
Could he be pretending? Did he want to see if she would take further actions?
Ye Wanmian lay there nervously, not daring to move. Only then did she belatedly realize that her hand was on his chest. At this moment, his steady heartbeat was transmitted to her palm through his skin.
Thump, thump, thump.
It was like a fire, making her palm feel hot. She couldn't care about anything else and quickly got up from him, trying to leave. But the next moment, she was pulled back by a strong force.
He never let go of the hand he was tightly holding. Although the man was clearly in a coma, his strength was so great that it made her wrist bones ache.
Ye Wanmian tried to twist her wrist to break free, but unexpectedly, the man tightened his grip even more.
This damned man! Could he really be pretending to be in a coma?!
Anger welled up in Ye Wanmian's heart. She took out a silver needle from her medicine bag and pricked it into the acupoint on the back of his hand. The numb and tingling sensation made him instantly lose his strength, and his fingers subconsciously loosened.
Regaining her freedom, Ye Wanmian quickly took a few steps back. Looking at her obviously red and bruised wrist, she was both angry and annoyed, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.
She turned around and rushed out of the room in a hurry with her things, without noticing the man on the bed frown tightly in pain, his fingers twitching slightly.
...
Xiao Jingcheng didn't know how long he had been tortured by the tearing pain.
He was in the darkness, completely unable to sense the passage of time.
Until, the faint sound of conversation reached his ears again.
He heard it. He heard the voice of that woman.
She... seemed to be talking to someone else?
He blinked and tried to raise his head, trying to make out what she was saying.
After a while, he felt a gentle breeze brush across his cheek, and the fragrance of early-spring cherry blossoms mixed with sunlight and grass filled his nostrils.
Miraculously, the pain that had always tortured him seemed to ease a little, and his mind regained a moment of clarity.
A gentle touch spread from his forehead, across his eyebrows, nose bridge, and then to his lips...
His curled-up soul body stretched out comfortably, and the shackles that had always imprisoned him seemed to loosen. However, the next moment, the touch on his face suddenly disappeared, the fragrance quickly faded away, and the pain swept back again.
A huge sense of panic welled up in his heart. He reached out his hand forcefully and urgently grabbed at the void.
The familiar sense of control returned to him. He tightened his fingers, and the warm touch from his fingertips clearly told him
— he had grabbed something real.
The darkness in front of him was like being split open by an axe, revealing a blinding light. He was like a fish at the bottom of a lake, struggling to swim towards the light. The light gradually faded, and colors gradually returned to his vision. He saw a blurred figure.
That fragrance became even more obvious.
However, the next moment, the light suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness again. He felt as if he had been kicked hard and sank again.
Panic instantly occupied all his thoughts. He tried to clench tightly the glimmer of hope he had caught in his palm, but a sharp pain suddenly came from the back of his hand.
The numb and tingling sensation made him subconsciously loosen his hand. The thing that had just been tightly held in his palm quickly slipped away, and the smell completely disappeared.
No, no! Don't go!
Xiao Jingcheng tried to chase after her, but he was nailed to the spot. The right hand that he had finally managed to control gradually lost its feeling, and he could hardly even move a finger.
The tearing pain hit him again. He let out a pained whimper and could only curl himself up.
...
Rushing back to the room in a hurry, Ye Wanmian pressed her wildly beating heart. Recalling what had just happened, she finally realized something was wrong.
Something was off. The strength with which he had held her just now was extremely great. He didn't seem like a person who had been lying in bed in a coma for a long time. Moreover, he had definitely opened his eyes, but then he had fallen asleep again. So, was he really awake or not?
She always felt something strange in her heart. She quietly went out again and walked to the door of his room, peeping inside.
The man was still lying motionless on the bed, just the same as before.
If it weren't for the two clear red marks on her wrist bones, she would really have thought that what had just happened was an illusion.
Ye Wanmian shook her head, temporarily suppressing her thoughts. She called Qi Wen to help her sort out and check the inventory, clean the tables, chairs, and the floor of the shop, and then opened the shop for patients as usual.
After Qi Wen had done his job, he avoided Ye Wanmian and hid aside, holding a small booklet and a pen, writing and drawing as intently as if he were preparing for an exam.
Ye Wanmian was preoccupied with what had just happened and was too lazy to care about him. She walked to the cabinet where the medical records were stored and rummaged through them.
The Crown Prince's behavior today was really too strange. He seemed to be awake, but also seemed not to be. It completely overturned her previous understanding.
As a beginner in medicine, she had never treated such a patient before and had no idea what the root cause was. She had no choice but to turn to Dr. Wang for help.
Dr. Wang had rich medical experience. Besides the basic medical books, the medical records he had left filled an entire bookcase. Before he left, he had left the key to the bookcase to Ye Wanmian.
This bookcase full of medical records was divided into two areas by him. One was marked "Internal". As the name suggests, it contained the diseases that originated from the internal organs of the body.
The other was marked "External", which naturally referred to the diseases that originated from outside the body, including sprains, common bruises, skin damage, etc.
The reason why the Crown Prince was in a coma was presumably due to a severe head injury caused by a fall from a great height. She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then opened the cabinet door marked "External" and began to search among the numerous medical records.
These medical records were further divided into categories according to "eyes", "ears", "mouth", "nose", "tongue", and "teeth" in great detail. While being surprised at the wide variety of medical records, she admired Dr. Wang even more.
These were all the medical records that Master had accumulated over many years of practicing medicine. They were treasures in the hearts of every doctor.
Her gaze paused, and her finger pressed on the medical record marked "Skull and Brain". A look of joy appeared on her face, and she pulled it out.