Chapter 158: In This World, No One Worries About Me Except You

Gu Zhenzhi lowered his gaze, his indifferent eyes seemingly completely unconcerned with his own body.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Ruan Cha felt an even deeper ache in her heart.

Just how much trauma had he endured to reach such a numb state toward physical pain?

She suddenly regretted not having known Gu Zhenzhi sooner, wishing she could have spared him even a fraction of the hurt...

"Chacha, now that you're here, it hurts so much."

Feeling the slender arms wrapped around his waist, enveloped in the familiar warmth of the girl, Gu Zhenzhi's dark eyes deepened. Suddenly losing his strength, he slumped against Ruan Cha's shoulder.

Hearing Gu Zhenzhi say it hurt, Ruan Cha thought of the deep and severe wounds on his back. She hastily helped him move back toward the bedroom.

Chen Yan had already prepared the medical kit. Ruan Cha had Gu Zhenzhi lie face down on the bed and began tending to his re-opened wounds.

As she wiped away the surrounding bloodstains, Ruan Cha felt almost unable to breathe.

These injuries could have healed much sooner, yet precisely because they were neglected time and again, they had deteriorated to this point...

Infection, failure to heal...

And she was partly to blame for this.

Thinking of this, Ruan Cha's heart grew heavier, and her movements became all the more gentle.

"Gu Zhenzhi, if it hurts, you can cry out."

Leaning to the side to grab the tools from the medical kit, she caught sight of the cold sweat beading on Gu Zhenzhi's temples and the side of his cheek as she bent over.

Gu Zhenzhi's fingers curled slightly.

When the girl once again began cleaning his wound, a low, "Mmm—"

A muffled groan of pain.

In the silent bedroom, it sounded exceptionally clear.

Especially the low, restrained yet suddenly unleashed voice of the man, which, the moment it pierced her ears, inexplicably carried a hint of ambiguous seduction...

The tips of Ruan Cha's ears turned red just hearing it.

Outside the door, Chen Yan was waiting anxiously. At the sound of that groan, his expression froze, and then, a sudden realization seemed to flash through his mind.

A flash of insight struck him.

In an instant, he understood.

After all, his own level of sophistication was simply too low...

Having managed to treat the wounds at last, Ruan Cha let out a slow, long breath as she tidied away the supplies.

When she finished cleaning up, she sat by the window, her clear, soft eyes gazing at Gu Zhenzhi. "Gu Zhenzhi, you can't be like this anymore, you know?"

"Like what?"

The man turned his face toward her, his deep, fathomless eyes gazing at her in silence. Traces of sweat still lingered on the bridge of his straight nose.

Caught off guard as she plunged into Gu Zhenzhi's gaze, Ruan Cha felt a slight tremor in her chest. She furrowed her brows, "When you disregard your body like this, people will worry."

"By 'people,' do you mean you?"

Gu Zhenzhi seemed relentless, his gaze tracking the girl closely.

Ruan Cha's breath hitched.

Before she could speak, she heard the man's deep, husky voice, "In this entire world, no one cares about me except you."

Ruan Cha's heart constricted instantly. After a moment of hesitation, her delicate, fair fingers gently covered the corner of the man's eye. "That's right, I will worry."

"Didn't you want to keep your distance from me?" Gu Zhenzhi continued, attempting to prop himself up with his arms.

Ruan Cha quickly stopped his movement; propping himself up like that would only cause the wounds on his back to split open again.

"And you even wanted to use money to resolve the feelings between us." Gu Zhenzhi's gaze fixed upon the girl, burning with an intensity that flushed her cheeks and left her somewhat flustered.

Twisting her fingers together in conflict, she murmured, "I—clearly it was you who weren't nice to me at all before. I was in agony for so long, and you never once came to comfort me. Now you're shifting the blame onto me..."