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

In the early hours of the morning, Mu Yanchen maneuvered his wheelchair into the study, where Situ Rui had been waiting for a long time.

"Mu Yanchen, do you really believe Shen Zhao? What if she harms you?"

Mu Yanchen glanced at him coldly when he passed by him, "With my current broken body, it won't take long. Since she can wake me up, I will trust her. Even if she gives me poison, it will only speed up the process. What is there to be afraid of at this moment?"

Seeing this once high-spirited and brilliant leader in front of him fall into such a miserable state due to illness, it would be a lie for Situ Rui to say that he did not sigh. But when he heard his self-destructive words, he could not refute anything. After all, Zhao Qing had also taken strong medicine, and it was not easy for him to hold on until now.

"I didn't call you here today to discuss this. Before Lin Han left, he told Shen Zhao some things. Have you found out everything?"

Although Mu Yanchen was sick, he did not lose control. Many things actually happened under his nose. It would be a lie to say that he didn't know. It was just a matter of whether he was willing to take care of it or not.

Situ Rui took out a piece of information and placed it in front of Mu Yanchen. It was a thick stack. Mu Yanchen only needed to lower his eyes and take a quick look to know that this was a detailed file on Sheng Baiyi, covering her experiences from childhood to her twenties. He had asked someone to collect this information back then in order to understand this person in every detail.

Seeing that Mu Yanchen understood, Situ Rui said, "Lin Han did instruct on some things before he left. He said this was his hope of saving you, and this is it."

Before Situ Rui could continue, Mu Yanchen said, "Let Shen Zhao pretend to be Sheng Baiyi? How could he come up with that idea!"

If he hadn't suspected she was it, this fake thing would have been thrown out of the manor by him long ago. No one could take her place, he could tell it at a glance.

In the past, there was a woman who tried to pretend to be Sheng Baiyi. That woman was a professional actress and had plastic surgery to look like her. Her every word and action seemed to be following that person. She seemed to have entered the role, but her soul was not. Mu Yanchen got very angry that time, and the woman disappeared afterwards. Some people said that she was sold to the Golden Triangle, while others said that she had disappeared long ago. Everyone has their own legend.

"But this is indeed the only way. Isn't it working now? And didn't Shen Zhao learn it very well? According to Lin Han, Shen Zhao only read the information for one night, and the next day he seemed to have seen that person."

"The information only describes some of Sheng Baiyi's little habits. Did you give Shen Zhao some of Sheng Baiyi's childhood homework books?"

"How can there be such a thing? You also know that Sheng Baiyi has had an amazing IQ since she was a child. She never does her homework." Situ Rui didn't understand why Mu Yanchen asked such a question. Lin Han only asked Shen Zhao to pretend but didn't train him to that level. It just gave Mu Yanchen a little hope of survival in his confusion, but it must be said that the effect was gratifying.

Situ Rui stared at Mu Yanchen who had his eyes closed nervously, as if the leader who was still able to make plans despite being sick all over had returned.

After a moment, Mu Yanchen opened his eyes, "I see, go and have a rest."

Mu Yanchen controlled the wheelchair and returned to Shen Zhao's room. The room was filled with mist from a fresh bath, light and shallow, and seemed to carry a slight fragrance after a bath, which made Mu Yanchen feel excited.

When Shen Zhao saw Mu Yanchen coming back, he walked up to him naturally, put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and leaned down. His upper clothes were loose, revealing his delicate collarbone and a large area of ​​snow-white skin underneath, so that Mu Yanchen's mind went blank for a moment.

"Hey? What's wrong with you? I'm asking you, have you taken a shower? If you have, I'll give you acupuncture."

Seeing Mu Yanchen didn't react.

"Is there something wrong with my medicine? That's impossible." Shen Zhao muttered.

Mu Yanchen finally came back to his senses. Unusually, a few spots of red appeared on his face. He looked away with an unnatural look.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhao put his hand on his forehead. "You don't have a fever. My medicine should be fine."

Mu Yanchen shrank back to avoid her touch, "You...don't get so close to me."

Shen Zhao just thought that he didn't like others to get close to him. Many CEOs have mysophobia, and Mu Yanchen's behavior is very consistent with his personality. She gladly accepted it, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

She stepped back, and the faint fragrance also faded away, which made Mu Yanchen feel a little reluctant to leave.

"I've already washed up." He said calmly.

Mu Yanchen's current physical condition does not allow him to undertake too much exercise, and he needs help from others for things like washing and grooming. However, Mu Yanchen does not want to appear useless, so he always goes into the bathroom by himself, leaving the door ajar and letting Situ Rui wait outside. His self-esteem does not allow him to lose his composure in front of others, so he does not want others to get close to him unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, the most embarrassing thing happened at this moment. Shen Zhao asked him to lie flat on the bed, and then took off his pajamas, leaving only a pair of underwear. A large area of ​​hideous skin was exposed to Shen Zhao's eyes. He closed his eyes to hide the pain in his eyes. He could have met her more perfectly, or rotted with the soil like a bone ulcer and never met her again. It seemed that fate played a joke on him, and he could not do either the former or the latter.

Shen Zhao had seen many patients before, so she knew what Mu Yanchen was feeling at the moment. She leaned over and gently inserted her fingers into his hair, stroking him softly, again and again. "Don't be afraid, Mr. Mu. I'm the only one who can see you like this. I'll watch you get better slowly."

Her caress was gentle, and the heat slowly spread through Mu Yanchen's skin to every part of his body. He was not afraid of his current image, but Shen Zhao had completely misunderstood him. He just didn't want to expose himself to her now. Everyone could see it except her, but this was impossible.

He carefully concealed his little fragile heart, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only unusual concentration as he stared closely at the girl in front of him.

Shen Zhao prepared a medicinal liquid, which needed to be applied to Mu Yanchen's entire body, and then combined with acupuncture to slowly expel some toxins from the body. This operation would take at least three months and at most half a year, and had to be performed every day.

"are you ready?"

"Well, you do it."

Seeing Mu Yanchen closing his eyes again with a look of fearlessness in the face of death, Shen Zhao sighed softly, thinking that it was really hard for him.

When applying the medicine, Shen Zhao did not use his hands directly, but used a small brush to apply it to every part of his body as carefully as possible. Although he did not use his hands, the itchy feeling still spread to Mu Yanchen's whole body. He clenched his teeth and tried to appear calm.

"It's okay, just tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

Mu Yanchen felt itchy all over his body from the brush at first, but gradually it turned into a burning sensation that seeped down from his skin. He felt his insides slowly burning up. He whispered vaguely, "It's a little hot."

"Well, it's a normal reaction. Don't worry too much. It's okay. If you feel too hot, just tell me."

"it is good."

After that, his skin gradually turned red, with blue blood vessels winding on it, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. Shen Zhao saw it and knew it was almost time. She took out the silver needles she had prepared long ago. They were densely packed and shining with silvery-white light under the light. She picked up one and inserted it into the acupuncture point on Mu Yanchen's head. She then tried every acupuncture point from Mu Yanchen's skull to his toes. In the end, he completely turned into a hedgehog.

Mu Yanchen began to spasm slightly. Shen Zhao just watched quietly from the side, speaking from time to time, "You will feel uncomfortable at first, so you have to be patient. It will get better in the middle stage, but the reaction may be the most severe at the end."

Mu Yanchen gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips leaving conspicuous dents in his palms. He didn't know how she did it, but made him suffer so much in such a short period of time. If it were someone else, he would definitely make her not see the sun tomorrow!

But because it was her, he could endure any amount of suffering. At this moment, he even restrained himself from making any cries of pain, to avoid letting Situ Rui discover the clues and take her away from him.

This went on for about half an hour. The redness on Mu Yanchen's skin gradually faded, the blue veins that were originally prominent slowly calmed down, and the heat in his bones slowly subsided. Mu Yanchen only felt that his consciousness was in chaos. When he woke up, he only felt that his skin was warm and soft. His pupils gradually became clear, and then suddenly shrank.

The girl he missed day and night was holding a soft towel and gently wiping his exposed skin, not leaving out any part. The passion that had originally subsided began to rekindle, and the momentum was so great that it could even set the whole prairie on fire.

"Don't do this..." Mu Yanchen's hoarse voice sounded, and even he himself found it incredible. Then he raised his right hand with difficulty to stop Shen Zhao's actions but was rejected by her.

She faced him, her eyes full of tenderness, and said softly: "After wiping, today's treatment is done. You sleep well in bed, and I will boil medicine for you tomorrow."

Mu Yanchen only felt the towel resting on his thighs, gradually falling to the base of his thighs and then quickly reaching the soles of his feet. Every toe was carefully taken care of by her. His face slowly turned unnaturally red. Finally, he simply closed his eyes, thinking that out of sight, out of mind. However, this made his skin more sensitive and he could feel everything...

The next day when Mu Yanchen opened his eyes, there was already a faint dawn outside the window and the sound of a stove burning outside the room. He knew that Shen Zhao was already helping him boil medicine. In just one night, he moved his right hand and exerted some strength, and his whole body felt relaxed for no reason. This time he didn't even need to try many times. He was able to prop up his body with his hands and sit up on the bed in just one try. He couldn't help but squint at the half-open door. She seemed to be more mysterious than before...

Shen Zhao followed the same method. Mu Yanchen's recent medicine did not need to be improved. A dose of medicine could be prepared in an hour. She skillfully put the medicine into a narrow-necked glass bottle. When she brought it into the bedroom, she saw that Mu Yanchen had woken up and was sitting on the bed, staring at her with burning eyes.

It made her feel embarrassed.

She placed the tray on his bedside table and touched her nose awkwardly, "Are you okay? How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

After several questions, she could only receive Mu Yanchen's gaze that seemed to melt her, so she asked again, "Are you okay?"

He finally let her go, his throat vibrating as a hoarse voice rang out, "I'm much better now, you're amazing."

Many people praised her because she had saved many people, but for some reason, she was most moved by Mu Yanchen's praise. She obeyed her heart and scratched the back of her head embarrassedly, "It's okay, just believe me, I can heal you."

Mu Yanchen nodded. He believed her with all his heart.

Then the little girl said, "So don't commit suicide, don't give up your life, good things are still to come."

Mu Yanchen did not comment, but he knew that he had indeed encountered a wonderful thing, that was her, it had always been her, and just because she came, he could never give up.

Shen Zhao was a little anxious when she didn't hear his answer. She was afraid that he would verbally agree but do something irreversible the next second. She pulled his painful hand and said, "Don't do anything dangerous while I'm away, okay?"

Mu Yanchen lowered his eyes, staring at their clasped hands. He couldn't help but use a little force, just wanting to hold her tightly in his hands, "Okay, I promise you."

Hearing his agreement, Shen Zhao smiled. That smile was as bright as before. It was his favorite smile. In the morning light, it gradually overlapped with Sheng Baiyi's. At this time, he also smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth hard. This time the smile was not bitter. It came from the heart. It seemed that God still favored him.

After Shen Zhao finished drinking the medicine, he picked up his schoolbag and went to school. Mu Yanchen suddenly realized that Shen Zhao's school time was so long, and he could only see her for a few hours a day. He really wanted to take her to bed and hug her tightly, but if he really did that, she would probably be scared, and she... didn't know anything yet.

Situ Rui usually waited until Shen Zhao went to school before entering this room, but today he was surprised to find that Mu Yanchen had already sat in a wheelchair without the help of others, and even looked much better. He couldn't help but jokingly asked: "Are you an old cow eating young grass? You look much better."

What he said was true. Mu Yanchen felt a lot more relaxed after the first treatment last night. It wasn't the feeling of being dragged down by strong drugs to destroy his body, but he really felt that his whole body was constantly repairing. He never expected that he could get better, but she still came to his side. He couldn't help but curl his lips and rarely responded to him, "I do want to."

This shocked Situ Rui. In his subconscious, Mu Yanchen only liked Sheng Baiyi, and there was no such thing as falling in love with someone else. But now everything was wrong.

He changed the subject, "There is new information in the investigation of Sheng Baiyi's death."

After hearing this, the temperature around Mu Yanchen seemed to drop a lot, and only sharpness and indifference remained in his pupils.