The Young Master Is My Top Fan!

The man was at least 1.8 meters tall, and even if he was thin, he still weighed over a hundred kilograms.

Moreover, a person who is unconscious cannot lend any strength, and not just for a girl, but even for a sturdy man, it's very difficult to carry an unconscious man of 1.8 meters tall.

But Ruan Qi, like Popeye the Sailor after eating spinach, let out a "hey" sound... and she lifted the man up.

Under the gazes of shock along the way, Ruan Qi carried the man all the way home without stopping to catch her breath.

The man's unconsciousness was not caused by drowning.

From the moment he fell into the water to when he was rescued, such a short amount of time would at most result in a few gulps of water, not unconsciousness for so long.

Ruan Qi pulled out a bedsheet and spread it on the living room floor, then threw the man on top of it, grabbing his pulse.

"Ah... A stomach condition acted up, causing him to faint from pain."

"It seems he didn't try to take his own life."

"But for such a big guy to suffer for so long and not go to the hospital is not much different from suicide."

Ruan Qi pursed her lips, got up, and went into the house to fetch her little pink medicine box.

She took out Silver Needles, sterilized them, and one by one inserted them into the man's body.

"His clothes are so wet, what if he catches a cold? Then wouldn't my efforts be in vain?"

Ruan Qi stared at the man, as if facing a formidable enemy, struggling between 'helping him change clothes' and 'just letting him dry.'

Finally, she sighed and slowly extended her hand.

In the palm of her hand, which was initially empty, suddenly appeared a hazy white light.

The white light was not conspicuous, and if you didn't look carefully, it was hard to detect.

Ruan Qi lowered her palm toward the man's clothes.

Where the white light passed, the damp clothes dried at a rate visible to the naked eye.

After the man's clothes were completely dry, Ruan Qi retracted her hand and frowned in annoyance.

"Wasting so much of my Vigor Energy, tomorrow I must charge extra for the treatment."

A few minutes passed, and she removed the Silver Needles from the man's body, then checked his complexion again.

It was much better than before.

Ruan Qi nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, a golden light floated above the man's head.

The golden light was faint, mingling with some murky shades.

"!"

Ruan Qi looked on in shock at this scene, her peach blossom eyes going round.

Just when she was about to take a closer look, the lights disappeared.

Ruan Qi rubbed her eyes vigorously, scanning the man from head to toe.

Where's the light?

Why is it gone?

Could it be that she was seeing things just now?

Ruan Qi began to doubt her life, tapping her head blankly, "Looks like the blow from the Night Pot was pretty serious, I'm having hallucinations now."

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Night.

On the big bed, a small figure curled into a ball, her delicate little face buried in the blanket.

Her fair cheeks were covered in sweat.

"Don't... don't... don't come near..."

The girl's muffled murmurs echoed in the quiet room.

"Eh?" A voice, inaudible to the average person, rang in Ruan Qi's mind.

"This girl has blockages in her memory?"

"At such a young age, she sure has a lot of stories."

"Should I, an old man, help her unlock those memories?"

"Hmm... better not. These memories are clearly ones she wants to forget. I better not meddle."

"But having nightmares every night isn't a solution either. Hey! Girl, can you hear me? Wake up!"

Ruan Qi, caught in a nightmare, opened her eyes in confusion.

What she saw was not her pitch-dark bedroom, but a world blanketed in white.

Where is this?

"Hi~ girl!"

Ruan Qi looked around, bewildered, sensing something vaguely familiar about the voice.

"I'm over here!"

A figure slowly condensed in the midst of the white vastness.

Gradually, the figure became clearer, and facial features took shape.

Snowy white hair, clad in a cyan robe, a youthfully old face that looked to be in his forties. What was most captivating were those bright eyes, smiling and exceptionally kind.

The mischievous old man.

That was Ruan Qi's first impression of him.