After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Shen Zhao sat down on the chair that Situ Rui pulled out, and Mu Yanchen controlled the wheelchair and sat opposite her. Situ Rui then tactfully retreated.

This was the first time that Shen Zhao had been with Mu Yanchen outside. Before, Mu Yanchen had always been a patient and she had been his doctor. But now that the positions had been reversed, Shen Zhao was a little at a loss.

She sat opposite him a little stiffly, her eyes fixed on the rolling waves of the West River outside the floor-to-ceiling window, not daring to look directly at the man opposite her.

Mu Yanchen placed his right hand on his left hand, and his pale fingertips groped the bulging blue veins on the back of his hand. He stared straight at the girl in front of him, not missing a single detail on her face. His eyes sank slightly, and he couldn't help but think, "Who was the boy you came out with just now?"

"Who?"

Shen Zhao was unable to react for a moment.

Mu Yanchen stared at her with no expression on his face. He repeated patiently and in more detail, "Who was the boy who left school with you?"

He pressed the protruding blood vessels with his fingertips, again and again, pressing them down to stop the blood flow. He did not stop until the back of his hand turned bluish-white. He looked at Shen Zhao dimly, waiting for an answer that might break his heart.

Mu Yanchen looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be hesitating whether to say it or not, and recalled a scene he saw from afar before. As Situ Rui mentioned, Sheng Baiyi and Xiao Yi became the most enviable academic couple in the university, and because of his physical reason, he had been hiding in the dark and silently following the beloved girl, not letting her notice his figure, but always paying attention to her movements, watching them go out in pairs, and he was like a maggot in the mud, feeling heartbroken but unable to suppress his yearning for that light.

So when Sheng Baiyi had a boy standing next to her legitimately during college, it took him a long time to digest this matter. In order to prevent himself from fainting from heartache, he began to pay less attention to Sheng Baiyi's dynamics. However, this led to a serious consequence. Sheng Baiyi died, and Xiao Yi cheated on her with a woman named Dai Weiwei.

But he was so seriously ill that he couldn't even take care of her funeral affairs, let alone vent her anger.

Shen Zhao was reminded by him that Mu Yanchen must have seen what happened today. She seemed to have just woken up from a dream and continued in a nonchalant tone: "It's not an important person, just a boy in the same class."

"Is he going to study late at night too?"

Shen Zhao didn't know why Mu Yanchen asked this, but she answered fluently, "Something happened in school today, and he had to stay to help, so I left the school with him."

Mu Yanchen nodded, seeming satisfied.

So what happened in school? Mu Yanchen stared at Shen Zhao's averted eyes, knowing that she definitely didn't want to say more, otherwise she would have said it just now. It was okay for her not to say it, and he could check it himself.

The door of the compartment was opened again, breaking the silence at the table. Situ Rui came out with two plates of appetizers, the level of which was something Shen Zhao had never seen in her previous life. She looked up at the man sitting quietly opposite her, and she could see that the dishes were very vegetarian and not in large portions, which was perfect for his body. He remembered her words so well that Shen Zhao had the illusion that he would listen to her very much.

Shen Zhao was not used to a dinner table that was too quiet. She grew up in an orphanage, and what she lacked most were love, companionship, and liveliness. So the quieter things were, the less she liked them.

Her manners were very good, and her every move showed the demeanor of a lady from a noble family, but her words were not like that. She chewed carefully and did not forget to speak, as if she had gotten rid of the initial embarrassment. "Mr. Mu, can I ask you a question?"

Shen Zhao had always been cautious towards the man in front of her. Firstly, it was because of his unfathomable strength, and secondly, he was her secret sponsor. These two points alone allowed her to remain humble and respectful.

"You say." Mu Yanchen said without any emotion.

Shen Zhao heard that this was in response to her request. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She didn't know if the next question would contain sensitive words that crossed the line. However, as the person in charge of his body, she still had to understand the situation. After preparing herself mentally, she asked, "Mr. Mu, do you have anything important to do today? Is it necessary to drag this sick body out?"

Although she had adjusted her emotions before asking the questions, when she really spoke out, Shen Zhao found that she could not control her reproachful tone at all. She was saddened that her patient did not take care of her body, and was already in such a state.

Mu Yanchen raised his eyes and looked at her steadily, with a gleam in his eyes.

But Shen Zhao was frightened by this scene. When she thought he would not answer, he said, "It's an important matter." He stared at her closely, "I'm going to meet a very important person."

Shen Zhao was anxious. "If she is important, then you must be important to her as well." When she heard "especially important person", she automatically identified him as "her". "Then why don't you let her come to see you instead of asking you to go there?"

Mu Yanchen smiled when he saw Shen Zhao's anxious look. He withdrew his aura and even gave people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. It was so inconsistent no matter how you looked at it. His voice was a little trembling, a kind of fragility that Shen Zhao had never seen before. "Because she is in a worse situation than me. I can still move, but she can't."

"Do you need me to rescue her?"

Mu Yanchen's eyes dimmed. He shook his head and then stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes, "You can't save her."

Affirmative.

Shen Zhao knew, without even seeing the patient, that "she" was dead, so she was no longer needed.

"My condolences." Shen Zhao said lightly with her head lowered. What you fear is bound to come true. She shouldn't have asked from the beginning.

"You don't have to say that to her, never." Mu Yanchen's ambiguous words made Shen Zhao even more confused. She thought she had hit a wall and was already thinking about how to make Mr. Mu calm down, but in fact, nothing happened. Moreover, he said this as if she knew "her". Should she know "her"?

The conversation ended so suddenly that Shen Zhao had to suppress the urge to speak again during the meal. Even on the way back, Shen Zhao did not speak again.

Shen Zhao secretly looked at the man sitting motionless beside him. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes drooped down, forming two small and beautiful fans. There were dark shadows under his eyes and his cheeks were sunken, and his originally perfect bone structure could be clearly seen. He slumped in the seat, and he must be really tired, as his chest rose and fell slightly.

Shen Zhao retracted his gaze and sat down silently, thinking in his mind about how to nourish this gentleman and make him recover quickly. However, he didn't know that the man who had his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, with a dark color in his eyes.

It was a little late when they arrived at the manor. By the time Mu Yanchen finished washing up, put on his pajamas and sat in a wheelchair back to Shen Zhao's room, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Mu Yanchen controlled the wheelchair and slowly pushed it into the room. The room was filled with a scent after bathing mixed with the bitterness of medicinal herbs. It was not as strong as perfume, nor did it have the scent of the wilderness like flowers. It was faint, but refreshing. When he passed the kitchen, he saw Shen Zhao bending over and fiddling with a bottle of yellow-green medicine on the table. The color was slightly different from the one he drank before. There was another bottle next to it. Mu Yanchen was more familiar with that bottle. Thinking of what Shen Zhao did to him that day, his ears couldn't help but feel warm.

Shen Zhao was tending to the medicine on the table. Perhaps she was too focused that she didn't notice Mu Yanchen, who had stopped outside the kitchen and silently observed her. He didn't say a word, but just watched and waited quietly. Until Shen Zhao finally finished the task and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, she inadvertently saw the big job outside the kitchen and stopped.

Shen Zhao was startled by Mu Yanchen. He patted his chest lightly with his hands, looking surprised. "How come there was no sound when you came in? I was scared to death."

Mu Yanchen's little black fan moved. Shen Zhao didn't know why she felt a sense of grievance from this big man, but she quickly shook her head. She still remembered the state of this man when he gave orders. How could it be a little white rabbit? Everything was an illusion, it must be an illusion.

Now that he was here, Shen Zhao took the bottle of yellow-green liquid medicine in his hand. This time it was a little greener, a nice-looking color. He walked in front of Mu Yanchen and shook it, "Drink it. Today's medicine is not as bitter as before."

Mu Yanchen raised his skinny hand to catch the glass bottle, and without hesitation, poured it into his mouth without leaving a drop.

Shen Zhao raised his eyebrows. This big boss really trusts his employees and will not employ them unless he has doubts about them. However, even though he sighed, he was still quite satisfied to have such an obedient patient under his command. At least he would not question the ingredients or anything, which saved him a lot of worry.

Both of them knew the next process. Mu Yanchen didn't say anything, but silently controlled the wheelchair back to the room, supported himself on the edge of the bed with his hands, and then used a little force to throw his whole body onto it. The bed was very soft and it didn't hurt much. He lowered his head and silently took off his pajamas and put them aside neatly. He was only left with a pair of underwear, revealing his not-at-all-sightly body. Then he lay quietly on the bed.

When Shen Zhao walked into the room with the medicine bottle and the silver needle bag, she saw this scene. She had to say, she really felt like a young wife at the mercy of others. She couldn't help swallowing and getting rid of the unrealistic thoughts in her mind. After calming herself down, she walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Mr. Mu, today's treatment begins."

"Ah."

It was almost a whisper, but Shen Zhao still heard it.

Mu Yanchen closed his eyes, lying straight on the bed, with his hands spread out facing downwards, motionless, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Shen Zhao couldn't help but wonder if he had overdone it before, but when he looked at the wall clock, he realized that time waits for no one. If he postponed any further, today would be over!

She sat on the edge of the bed and poured the medicine evenly on Mu Yanchen's exposed skin. Then she bent down, put her hands on a little bit of the medicine on her abdomen, and spread it in circles, not missing a single spot, from upper to lower body. The heat from her palms burned through the skin and made Mu Yanchen tremble slightly. His ears unconsciously turned red. Shen Zhao kept an eye on the changes in his skin temperature until his skin began to feel hot. Then she opened the needle bag, pinched the needles and inserted them into the acupuncture points on Mu Yanchen's body. She stayed for a while, waiting for a liquid slightly different in color from sweat to gradually overflow from his skin. She quickly pulled out all the silver needles and threw them into the disinfectant that had been prepared on the side.

After completing these procedures, Shen Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly, "Mr. Mu, please wait a moment. I will get you some clean water."

Just as she turned and walked out of the room, Mu Yanchen, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them, looked deeply in the direction of the door, and closed them again before she came back.

Soon, Shen Zhao came in with a basin full of warm water and placed it on the shelf beside the bed. Inside was a towel that had been used for Mu Yanchen before. It was used again at this time. She wrung out the towel and looked at the motionless person on the bed. "How do you feel? Can you exert your strength?"

Hearing the question, Mu Yanchen slowly opened his eyelids, looking exhausted. It took him a long time to focus his eyes on Shen Zhao. Before he said anything, Shen Zhao knew that the detoxification effect was obvious this time. It was indeed like this at the beginning. It was probably impossible to ask him to wipe his body by himself. Since she had promised to cure him, she couldn't be too disgusted with these tasks.

"You don't have to say anything. Just take a rest and leave the rest to me."

After hearing what she said, Mu Yanchen actually closed his eyes again obediently, letting her do whatever she wanted. Even if Shen Zhao had some resentment in his heart, it disappeared in an instant.

Mu Yanchen didn't know when Shen Zhao had finished helping him clean up. He only knew that he was very tired after the acupuncture. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. His body felt hazy and he could only feel the warm and soft towel touching his body, and the strength of his fingertips through the towel.

It was about midnight when Mu Yanchen woke up from his drowsy state. The living room had now become Shen Zhao's big room. The previous sofas had been moved away, so the two were now separated by only a wall and a half-open door. This was also to allow Shen Zhao to take better care of him, and he felt sweet because of this sense of responsibility for him. He sat on the bed, rustling around, looking at the warm yellow night light outside the door. For the first time, he felt such a peaceful night, and it did not make him feel anxious and unable to fall asleep, just because there was a girl outside.

Mu Yanchen could not stand the unbearable dryness in his mouth, but he was also afraid that his noise would disturb Shen Zhao's sleep. Just when he was hesitating whether to go to the outer room, he looked down and saw a glass that had been prepared at the bedside, with a note underneath, and words on it that Mu Yanchen could not forget.

If you feel uncomfortable after waking up, drink some water. It's prepared for you.

Mu Yanchen held the note tightly, hoping that days like this could last longer, even if it made his body a little weaker.