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He took Jian Ning's hand out from under the blanket and was about to take a good look when he was angered by a ball of white gauze.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a wondrous thing.

He unhappily rolled his eyes at Shang Jin. After venting for a while, he finally managed to suppress his anger and said: "Go out, I want to see this child right now. I don't like being around others."

After he completely disappeared, Huang Sheng then shifted his gaze back to the girl, his expression solemn.

After two hours of torment, Huang Sheng finally came out of the room exhausted. Seeing that Shang Jin was still standing there, he walked over to him.

"I've seen the people inside. Recently, I've been coming here every day to place needles on her clothes. She's not doing very well, so I need to apply medicine on her hands every day. It's best if I use a handkerchief to heat her up every day."

Shang Jin had memorized all of Huang Sheng's words in his heart, without leaving a single trace of them behind.

After Huang Sheng left, Shang Jin immediately called Uncle Liu to bring the servants of Jian Ning over. He only left one sentence: "Send all these people away."

Those who heard this felt their hearts tremble. They knew that this wasn't their first day here, so they naturally knew that this wasn't what it meant on the surface. They would be sold in different places.

"Young master, I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time, I will definitely take good care of Miss Jian Ning." One of them sensibly stepped forward, his face pale white as he prostrated himself in front of Shang Jin, and prayed for his forgiveness.

It was just that Shang Jin did not even bother to look at her, as he turned his body around.

When he reappeared in Jian Ning's room, it was already noon.

He just stood at the door quietly and watched as the servants inside fed her. For some reason, he felt pain in his heart.

Looking down at his seemingly motionless chest, Shang Jin took a deep breath. Even if he had feelings for Jian Ning, he needed her to say it out loud first.

After looking for a while more, he left without a single trace.

In the evening, after the servants had fed Jian Ning, Shang Jin took the medicine bag with him and prepared to heat her up.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door, Jian Ning subconsciously said: "I said not to disturb me, don't tell me that I don't even have the authority to be quiet for a bit?"

She did not turn back, but from her tone, Shang Jin could feel her frustration and could not help but speak, "If you're agitated, why don't you go out and walk around?"

Upon hearing Shang Jin's voice, Jian Ning immediately stood up in panic, looked at him, and then lowered his head in guilt.

"Why are you here?" she whispered.

Looking at the surroundings, it was fortunate that only Shang Jin was left. No one had noticed his embarrassment.

Shang Jin calmly walked to her side, and asked with a hoarse voice: "Are you bored here?"

"No, no." She immediately shook her head, afraid that she would touch this person's reverse scale.

Noticing Jian Ning's uneasiness, Shang Jin did not say anything more and turned, walking towards the bathroom.

Not long after, he brought a black soup that was filled with the smell of medicine to Jian Ning, with a white cloth in his hand.

"What is this?"

What appeared in his room would definitely not be anything good.

"If you want your hands to recover quickly, you have to cooperate with me." Shang Jin said coldly as he raised his head, and directly ignored Jian Ning's question.

She knew it would end up like this. She pouted, feeling wronged as she watched the cloth turn black. It was still reeking of a terrible stench, and the most important part of her mouth was holding back the goosebumps all over her body.

In the end, Jian Ning could no longer hold it in any longer and closed her eyes.

Shang Jin raised his head and looked at her disdainful look. He frowned, and then, as if he understood what she meant, he relaxed his brows.

In a short ten minutes, Jian Ning felt as if a century had passed, provoking people's restlessness.

It wasn't until time was up and he watched as the things in his hands were taken away that Jian Ning finally relaxed.

Gradually, she also started to have some doubts. She kept feeling that there was something wrong with Shang Jin today.

After Shang Jin put the basin into the bathroom, he took the medicine bag that was already divided and came over. After Jian Ning ate the medicine, he brought the cotton swabs and came over.

Seeing him carefully take his hands, Jian Ning couldn't help but shiver. There was something wrong today.

"Shang Jin, is there something you want to tell me?" Jian Ning tilted her head and asked nervously.

Shang Jin looked up in confusion, then looked at her wrist: "The bandage before was wrong, I will help you apply the medicine in the future."

"..." That wasn't the answer she was looking for at all, was it?

However, Jian Ning was already at a loss as to what to say, and could only watch as Shang Jin very gently applied the medicine on himself.

"Why are you so good to me?" She could not help but speak out her thoughts.

Shang Jin lifted his head and met her gaze. Was he really good to her?

Of course the answer was no, but Shang Jin did not say it out loud, and only smiled at her, "You are worth it."

Was I really worth it? Jian Ning couldn't help but be entranced by his actions.

However, the two people did not seem to have noticed. One of them was lost in his own thoughts, while the other was thinking about how to deal with Jian Xingfeng.

After the wound was bandaged, Shang Jin no longer had the reason to continue staying here. Before he left, he looked at Jian Ning with a profound gaze.

"Trust me, I will definitely cure your arm."

Jian Ning revealed a sincere smile, and nodded: "I trust you."

After walking out of her room, Shang Jin immediately recovered his usual apathy, straightened his back, and walked into the study.

At this time, Song Ge was already there waiting for him. He was sitting opposite to him on a chair, taking care of the things that were left unfinished at the company.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Ge immediately turned around to face him.

"How's the situation with Zhuang Ye?" Just like that, Shang Jin got down to business.

"The people over at Zhuang Ye's side seem to know that we're investigating them and have already evacuated from Hong Kong. There are no traces whatsoever." Song Ge spoke out his views very professionally, hoping to be of help to Shang Jin.

Shang Jin only nodded indifferently, sat in his own seat, opened up the computer to look at the summary Qi Rui gave him, and roughly understood the current situation.

"Start from Ji Xianming and the others, we must find their whereabouts."

"Yes." Since he had already received his orders, Song Ge handed over the documents that he urgently needed to deal with to Shang Jin, waiting for him to make a decision.