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The hot water arrived quickly, and Ye Xiaohan rolled up her sleeves, intending to wipe the blood off the injured person's body to facilitate further treatment.
"I'll do it."
Before she could start, a hand reached over to take the hot towel. Gu Bei held the towel, taking over the cleaning task from Ye Xiaohan.
Ye Xiaohan was busy preparing the medication and didn't pay much attention after he took over; she focused on her own work. As a result, Gu Bei's expression grew even darker.
Despite feeling uncomfortable inside, Gu Bei diligently carried out his task, wiping away the blood from the injured person's face bit by bit.
It was unclear how the person had been hurt; he was covered in blood from head to toe, with hardly a dry spot anywhere.
A large amount of blood obscured his face, so they hadn't been able to see his true appearance until now.
Only when Gu Bei cleaned the injured person's face could they see that he was quite handsome.
And very familiar.
"Hmm." Gu Bei paused, elongating his tone as he scrutinized the injured man.
Ye Xiaohan noticed and asked curiously, "What are you doing? What are you looking at? Do you know him?"
Otherwise, why would he be staring so intently?
"It does seem a bit familiar," Gu Bei said, examining him closely for a moment. The confusion in his eyes deepened. "I feel like I've seen this person somewhere."
Ye Xiaohan scoffed and pointed at Bai Rong'er, who had been staring intently at the injured person. "You looked like this the first time you saw the White Maiden too. Have you seen so many beautiful people before?"
Following her finger, Gu Bei glanced at Bai Rong'er, then lowered his head to look at the injured person, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two.
"Get out of the way! If you're not going to help, stop being a hindrance!" Ye Xiaohan kicked Gu Bei's shoe, irritated that he always chose the busiest moments to act foolishly.
But Gu Bei turned back with a changed expression.
"I remember now," Gu Bei said, a hint of surprise in his voice. "No wonder he looks familiar. This person is a prince from the Exiled Nation, the envoy visiting us—Lo Cheng!"
This guess took Ye Xiaohan completely by surprise; it was far from her expectations. When Bai Rong'er heard Lo Cheng's name, she looked up at Gu Bei in alarm and immediately positioned herself in front of the injured person as if to protect him.
Bai Rong'er's reaction seemed to confirm Gu Bei's words, leaving Ye Xiaohan no room for doubt as she accepted this incredible possibility.
"The prince I just heard about is already in my home tonight. Looks like I can take a gamble or two at the casino." This stroke of luck was hard to categorize as good or bad, but it was certainly unique.
Gu Bei turned to Bai Rong'er, his tone growing serious. "I always felt like I had seen this White Maiden somewhere before; it must be because of Lo Cheng. Xiao Han, don't you think the White Maiden resembles Prince Lo quite a bit?"
"Really?" Ye Xiaohan had been too busy to notice what the injured person's face looked like. If she had that time, she would have preferred to focus on the wounds and think about how to stitch them up for optimal healing.
Now prompted by Gu Bei, Ye Xiaohan focused her gaze and indeed found that the injured person's features were strikingly similar to Bai Rong'er's. However, while their facial features were alike, they conveyed different qualities and feelings on two distinct faces.
Bai Rong'er was serene and exquisite, like a cliff lily that made one forget the mundane upon seeing her. In contrast, the injured person resembled violets blooming abundantly at the foot of the cliff, exuding vibrant life force.
Even though the face before them was pale and weak from severe injuries, it resembled a flower branch that had been scorched and curled at the edges.
"You really do look more and more alike," Ye Xiaohan said, filled with uncertainty. "They can't possibly have any blood relation, can they?"
According to Gu Bei, this Injured Person was the Exiled Prince, Lo Cheng. If that were the case, then Bai Rong'er’s identity would be…
But now was not the time to investigate identities. If they didn’t hurry, Lo Cheng would die right here. If Bai Rong'er were to be provoked and went on a rampage, whether she harmed others or herself, it would be a difficult situation for everyone involved.
Ye Xiaohan immediately threw herself into the rescue process, using every method she could think of to stabilize his condition, at least temporarily.
"Now it’s up to him," she said after finishing, well past midnight. After being in such a high-stress state for so long, her strength was severely depleted, and she could barely stand.
Gu Bei quickly supported her, gripping her shoulder to help her lean against him.
Bai Rong'er had been clinging closely to Lo Cheng but was pushed aside by Ye Xiaohan for being too much of a hindrance. Now she sat anxiously waiting.
As soon as Ye Xiaohan finished her treatment, Bai Rong'er rushed forward again, placing her hand over Lo Cheng's icy hand and staring at him without blinking.
Gu Bei and Ye Xiaohan exchanged glances as they observed Bai Rong'er’s behavior, both seeing suspicion in each other's eyes.
Given Bai Rong'er’s typically aloof demeanor, even when injured herself she would only frown slightly. But now she appeared utterly collapsed; it was undeniable that Lo Cheng was someone very important to her.
"Let’s go. You need to rest and regain your strength," Gu Bei said softly, guiding Ye Xiaohan out.
However, Ye Xiaohan did not rest for long. After recovering a bit, she returned to Lo Cheng's room. The following night was crucial; the high fever resulting from his severe injuries could easily claim his life.
Especially in an era where there were no targeted miracle drugs.
Sure enough, by the late hours of the night, Lo Cheng's temperature rose rapidly, and he developed a high fever. Ye Xiaohan had no choice but to check on him periodically to help bring his temperature down.
Bai Rong'er remained steadfastly by the bedside. While Ye Xiaohan worked, she watched closely. A few times when Ye Xiaohan groggily woke up, she saw Bai Rong'er assisting with cooling him down, and she was doing quite well.
This further solidified Ye Xiaohan and Gu Bei's suspicions about Bai Rong'er's identity.
It wasn't until dawn that Lo Cheng, who had struggled through the night in a state of unconsciousness, finally broke his fever. Once his temperature dropped, he was able to sleep peacefully.
The chaotic night finally came to an end, and everyone returned to get some much-needed rest.
Everyone except Bai Rong'er.
When Ye Xiaohan and Gu Bei woke up in the afternoon and returned to Lo Cheng's room, they found Bai Rong'er still sitting by the bed in the same position they had seen her before.
Ye Xiaohan approached within a meter of Bai Rong'er and softly said, "White Maiden, we have some questions for you. Could you come over for a moment?"
Initially, she did not hold out much hope; it was merely a test. To her surprise, after pausing for a moment upon hearing Ye Xiaohan's words, Bai Rong'er stood up.
She moved slightly away from the bedside to avoid disturbing Lo Cheng's rest but did not go too far because Bai Rong'er was determined not to let Lo Cheng leave her line of sight.
“White Maiden, I know you are awake now,” Ye Xiaohan said directly. “I believe you can sense that we mean you no harm. I trust you feel the same way about us; otherwise, you wouldn’t have saved us multiple times.”
Bai Rong'er lifted her gaze to look at Ye Xiaohan. Her eyes were clear, showing no signs of losing her mind.
Yet, she remained silent, merely staring at Ye Xiaohan without speaking.
“You’d better be honest with us. Otherwise, no matter what your relationship with Lo Cheng is, I won’t let this go easily,” Gu Bei said, his tone carrying a hint of coldness. Anyone who posed a threat to his family was an enemy that needed to be eliminated.
Bai Rong'er looked at Ye Xiaohan, who met her gaze in return. Finally, Bai Rong'er nodded and gestured as if to write.
She couldn’t speak, or perhaps her consciousness was still resisting the urge to talk, so she could only write it down on paper.
Gu Bei quickly brought over some ink and paper. Bai Rong'er took the brush and stood for a moment before writing a few characters on the paper, then pushed it across the table.
Ye Xiaohan reached out to pick it up. The handwriting was elegant, but the sentences were jumbled and nearly incoherent.
“Bai Rong'er, did you draw an 'X' here?” Ye Xiaohan read the message on the paper. “And a circle around Luo Jingxian?”
What did this mean?
Bai Rong'er nodded at Ye Xiaohan, pointing to herself and then indicating the three characters of Luo Jingxian that were circled.
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