The day before the official medication, under Uncle Long's arrangement, Lian Jun moved into the hospital room downstairs from the laboratory. Shi Jin stayed with him throughout the night.

While organizing the accompanying bed, Shi Jin suddenly realized that Lian Jun had slept on the accompanying bed several times to take care of him since they met, but he had never returned the favor.

Even though Lian Jun was the one with the weaker body...

"Jin Jin, this is a good thing. It proves that after meeting you, our baby has been taken care of so well by you that he hasn't been sick again!" Xiao Si quickly comforted Shi Jin, trying to ease his nervousness.

Shi Jin came back to his senses and placed the neatly folded blanket on the companion bed. He turned around and looked at the tidy hospital bed, rubbed his face to perk himself up, and said, "We must continue to maintain this! I hope this is the first and last time I see Lian Jun lying in a hospital bed."

......

That night, Shi Jin didn't sleep well. He kept his eyes open and watched Lian Jun, who was sleeping soundly under the influence of medication. His mind was blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The clock ticked round and round, and the sky gradually brightened.

In the early morning, around six o'clock, Lian Jun opened his eyes. Shi Jin instinctively closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The sound of rustling footsteps woke Shi Jin up. Suddenly, he felt a shadow fall over him. Then, someone touched his hair and pulled the blanket down to cover half of his face.

Shi Jin forced himself to stay still and quiet.

"You sleep like a mess," sighed Lian Jun with a hint of helplessness. He touched Shi Jin's hair again before his familiar scent faded away, and his footsteps echoed in the distance.

The sound of the bathroom door closing echoed through the room.

Shi Jin opened his eyes and stared at the closed bathroom door and the empty hospital bed. He ran his hand through his hair and pulled the blanket over his face. He had clearly wanted to accompany Lian Jun through his treatment with a more mature and strong attitude, but as the time approached, he became more and more timid.

What was there to be afraid of? Uncle Long and the others had prepared everything and emphasized that this treatment was unlikely to be very dangerous. To put his mind at ease, Li Jiuzheng had even explained all the possible symptoms that could occur during the treatment, allowing him to prepare himself mentally. But still...

"What am I afraid of?" He hit his own head and cursed himself for being weak. Finally, unable to lie down any longer, he got out of bed and climbed into Lian Jun's hospital bed. The bed still held Lian Jun's warmth and scent, and lying there, Shi Jin felt as if he was being held in Lian Jun's arms.

He needed to be more composed. He couldn't let Lian Jun come and comfort him instead... With his head buried in the blanket that Lian Jun had covered him with, he breathed in Lian Jun's scent and let his brain slowly drift into a daze. Unknowingly, he fell asleep and endured the night.

Click. The bathroom door opened.

Lian Jun walked over to the bedside, touched the hair that was peeking out from under the blanket, and gently pulled it down. Seeing the dark circles under Shi Jin's eyes, he leaned over and held him in his arms.

......

Shi Jin was startled awake by a sudden palpitation. He instinctively looked around the hospital room, but didn't see Lian Jun.

He thought of something and quickly checked the progress bar in his mind that belonged to Lian Jun. When he saw that the value had dropped to 200 at some point, he was shocked and quickly got out of bed and ran outside. At the end of the corridor, a group of people stood outside the sterile isolation ward, all frowning as they peered through the observation window into the room.

Upon seeing this, Shi Jin's heart skipped a beat. He quickly approached and grabbed Number Two, who was standing on the outermost edge, and anxiously asked, "What's the situation? Has the medicine been administered? How is the reaction?" As he asked, his gaze turned towards the room, and upon seeing what was inside, he almost collapsed to the ground.

Inside the ward, Lian Jun, who had already changed into a patient gown, lay on a specially made bed with his head tilted to one side, clearly unconscious. Uncle Long and Shao Jianping stood by the bed, communicating with each other while administering medication to him.

In the hospital room, Li Jiuzheng was dressed in sterile clothing and adjusting various medical instruments. He quickly noticed Shi Jin standing outside the crowd, with a pale face and panicked eyes. Li Jiuzheng furrowed his brows and walked to the window, mouthing "he's okay" to Shi before pulling the curtain shut, blocking the view from the onlookers.

"Don't close it--" Shi Jin protested, his mind in complete disarray.

Number Two pulled him back and said, "Calm down, Young Master Jun is just sleeping. The medication was just injected and we need to closely monitor his condition. Don't scare yourself."

As Shi Jin slowly regained his composure from the palpitations, he realized that he had let his concern get the best of him. He took a deep breath and tried to adjust his emotions, but his heart continued to beat rapidly. He muttered to himself, "I know, I know... his progress bar has decreased, which is a good thing. I shouldn't be in a hurry... Everything will be fine, definitely..."

Seeing Shi Jin start to babble, Number Two furrowed his brows and exchanged a glance with Number One. They decided to take Shi Jin back to the ward and sent him to the restroom. Number Two wet a towel and slapped it onto Shi Jin's face.

The cold water stimulated his brain, and Shi Jin was stunned for a moment. He lifted his hand and removed the towel from his face. Number Two asked, "Are you calm now?"

Shi Jin nodded, then suddenly lowered his head and plunged it into the sink, turning on the faucet.

The cold water rushed down, drenching his head with a loud splashing sound.

"Are you stupid or what?" Number Two sneered, but reached out and splashed some cold water on his own face.

Everyone was the same, always protecting Lian Jun who lay on the bed, eyes closed and at the mercy of others. How could they not be anxious?

......

Shi Jin finally understood how troublesome neurotoxins could be. They presented in various ways, causing countless symptoms, and at what stage they appeared in the body was almost entirely random. If one wasn't careful, the patient's body could be left with irreparable damage.

It was truly terrifying.

On the first day of medication, Lian Jun spent it in a deep sleep. That night, the battle between the medicine and the toxin began. Shi Jin was awakened by Xiao Si's screams and was horrified to see Lian Jun's progress bar, which had dropped to 200, suddenly rise to 800.

The overnight increase of 600 was terrifying. Shi Jin stumbled his way to the isolation ward and found chaos inside. Lian Jun lay on the bed with a blue-purple face, looking almost like a corpse.

"It's a hemolytic reaction! Get ready to save him!" These words, heard through the opening and closing of the ward door, almost paralyzed Shi Jin with fear. He suddenly remembered the scene of his adoptive parents' death and felt his body slowly turning cold. His ears seemed to have gone deaf, and he could no longer hear anything. "Xiao Jin!"

Suddenly, a pair of large hands covered his eyes from behind. Then, his body was flipped over and trapped in a thick chest.

"Don't think, don't look, he will be fine," Fei Yujing held Shi Jin on his shoulder and covered his ears with his hands.

Unable to see or hear anything, only the warmth of human body temperature surrounded him. Shi Jin tried to take a deep breath to calm himself down, but found it useless. He was so anxious that he grabbed Fei Yujing's clothes and lightly hit his shoulder with his head, trying to use pain to regain his senses.

"What are you doing?" Fei Yujing twisted his ear to stop his self-harm and hurtful actions, frowning and scolding, "Calm down, this is normal. Haven't you read the treatment reports? All of this is normal!" Shi Jin knew that these were all normal and possible situations, but... he took a deep breath and suddenly bit his wrist.

The pain spread, and he finally calmed down, pushing Fei Yujing aside and turning to face the ward with an expressionless look. He raised his hand and pressed it against the observation window's glass, feeling the shadows of doctors passing by and gently touching Lian Jun's face.

"It will be okay," he whispered, his tone firm. He didn't know if he was comforting himself or trying to convey his thoughts through the glass to someone who knows. "It will be okay, keep fighting."

Fei Yujing looked at the bite mark on his wrist that was bleeding, his brow furrowed.

......

After the rescue, Lian Jun's progress bar quickly dropped to 300 and stopped moving. He went to the bathroom for a long time and came out calmly to ask Uncle Long about Lian Jun's current condition. He then took the initiative to invite everyone who came to inquire about Lian Jun to rest, and obediently returned to the ward.

Everyone looked at him with concern as he suddenly became calm.

After two days of peaceful days, Lian Jun woke up but couldn't speak. He only looked at Shi Jin through the glass for a while, with a gentle and soothing look in his eyes. Shi Jin smiled at Lian Jun like nothing had happened, and like a fool, he waved and cheered Lian Jun on through the glass with his mouth.

During dinner that evening, Lian Jun suddenly began to feel nauseous and vomited. He lay on the hospital bed, staring at the trash bag next to him. Even though his stomach was empty, he still couldn't help but feel the urge to vomit something out.

Actually, this was one of the possible symptoms that Uncle Long had mentioned earlier, and it was a relatively mild and harmless one. But even though they knew this, when they saw how uncomfortable Lian Jun was, they couldn't help but feel worried and concerned.

"It's okay, Uncle Long has already given him medication. These symptoms will disappear soon," Shi Jin reassured everyone, gesturing for Li Jiuzheng to close the curtains in the room, hiding Lian Jun's current state of distress.

"Let's all rest now, we still have to prepare for the meeting tomorrow. Remember to sleep early," he patted Number Two's shoulder, signaling everyone to disperse.

"But..." Number Two wanted to say something, but was stopped by Number One.

"It's okay, we have Uncle Long here," Number One interrupted Number Two and turned to Shi Jin, asking, "Do you have any other orders, Young Master Shi?"

Shi Jin was momentarily stunned by the way he was addressed, but quickly reacted. He glanced at Number Three, Number Five, and the others who were frowning and silent behind Number One, and said, "You guys summarize the progress of the meeting preparation now, and give me a general report tomorrow. That's all for now, let's all go."

"Yes, Young Master Shi," Number One responded, then patted Number Two on the back. After understanding the meaning of the first divination, Number Two shouted "Young Master Shi" along with the others. But in the end, he couldn't resist and advised, "Take good care of yourself and don't worry too much."

Shi Jin nodded with a smile and replied, "I know."

After Number One and the others left, Shi Jin, as the deputy leader, issued his first command. After they left, he sat alone on a bench outside the ward, holding his forehead with his hand. Inside the room, Lian Jun leaned against the bed and glanced at the closed curtains, frowning and closing his eyes.