Bai Xi looked at Han Mo’s pale face and raised her hand, taking out her phone to call Shen Mingxun.
Shen Mingxun, who was recovering from an injury, was enjoying his leisure time while recuperating. When his phone rang, he immediately wore an annoyed expression. However, upon seeing Bai Xi’s name on the caller ID, he was so startled that he jumped up. The sudden movement pulled at the injury on his leg, causing him to wince in pain, yet he still answered the call, keeping his voice calm. “God Bai, what can I do for you?”
Bai Xi said indifferently, “I recall you had some excellent tonifying blood and qi medicines. Do you still have any?”
Shen Mingxun was stunned. “Yes, yes, I do, I do. God Bai, do you need them now? I’ll have someone deliver them to you immediately!”
He had previously gathered many tonifying medicines for Bai Han, hoping to show his loyalty to God Bai. He hadn’t expected Bai Han to recover, rendering the medicine unused. Now, being able to give it to God Bai felt like a worthwhile endeavor for all the effort he had put in back then.
Bai Xi glanced at Han Mo. “Yes, have someone deliver them directly to the Tong family villa. And use my card to gather some more, the best quality.”
She didn’t know why he suffered from severe anemia, but she knew he had fainted from taking care of her yesterday. Her brother already owed him an enormous debt of gratitude, and this was another favor.
Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and smiled at Han Mo. “See, I told you. Xi’er is concerned about you. Her care is more… practical. She has a rather domineering CEO aura. Dr. Han, you’ll have to bear with her a bit.”
Han Mo looked at Bai Xi, his eyes gentle. “Mm.”
Regardless of her intentions, he felt happy receiving her care. Yet, this happiness was tinged with the anxiety of fearing its loss.
Bai Xi hung up the phone, walked over to Han Mo, her eyes filled with warmth. “I’m not very good with words, but since I’ve chosen you as my partner, I will do my best to treat you well.”
She had indeed been too abrupt in forcing him to be her antidote this time.
And since he had helped her alleviate the effects of the medicine in this way, she felt she should show him more respect.
Hearing Bai Xi’s words, Han Mo felt a mix of happiness and melancholy.
The happiness stemmed from her calling him her partner.
The melancholy arose because all her initiative, protection, and even her so-called doting felt like a responsibility.
“I know.”
Tong Yao: “……”
The words were kind, but why did they make her feel so uncomfortable?
It was like a scene from a novel about a CEO with a stand-in lover, where the male protagonist couldn’t bear to part with his beloved, yet was forced by his family to marry another woman. This was their conversation on their wedding night.
Han Mo said faintly, “Xi’er, you also went through an ordeal last night. Go and rest. I’m fine now.”
Ever since she fell off the cliff, he had been using his blood to sustain her. However, the drug from last night had caused her blood to surge uncontrollably, further damaging her foundation. Even though he had supplied her with blood last night, she still needed ample rest.
Tong Yao immediately chimed in, “Xi’er, look, Dr. Han is still so concerned about you even now. Be more mindful of your words next time, think about how the person you’re speaking to feels!”
Bai Xi raised her eyebrows and glanced at her.
She was right. Having spent so many years solely on missions and with no emotional interaction with others, her way of speaking was indeed a bit off.
However, since he was the partner she had chosen, she naturally had to consider his feelings more.
She looked at Han Mo, slightly lowering her head, and said earnestly, “Han Mo, if I say anything that you find disagreeable, you can tell me directly.”
Tong Yao: “……”
Tell her? Why should she tell her?
She used to think that most women were naturally adept at love, while men needed to be taught by women. Now, it seemed that empathy in a relationship truly transcended gender.
Could the candy given by others ever be the same as the candy one reached out to ask for?
Xi’er was so intelligent; why was she so stubborn about this matter?
She absolutely had to drag Xi’er out later and have a good talk with her.
As she was thinking this, Bai Xi spoke again, “What I said when I came in earlier was from the heart. If you don’t want to smile, you don’t have to. If you’re unhappy, you can show it. I always feel that your smile just now wasn’t born of happiness, but was even a little… sad.”
This was her genuine thought. Previously, in the haunted house, and last night in her hazy state, she felt that Han Mo was his most authentic self.
Han Mo was slightly startled and looked at Bai Xi in disbelief.
Not wanting to smile, but not having to? To be as he wished?
Yet, in her previous life, she had liked men like Han Luo, who were elegant and refined. And ever since their initial meeting, except for those early days, she had always kept her distance from him.
By being herself, would she even be stripped of the qualification to stand beside her?
He spoke faintly, his voice hoarse and weak. “I didn’t…”
He wanted to explain but didn’t know what to say. He had never imagined a day when he would feel so powerless, unable to utter even a single coherent sentence.
Bai Xi directly reached out, covering his slightly moving lips, and smiled. “Emotions are an expression of the heart. If you always smile, I won’t be able to truly understand you. Moreover… I think you look good whether you smile or not, or even if you’re angry.”
Han Mo’s pale irises contracted inexplicably. He looked at her in disbelief.
She said… she wanted to understand the real him? She said he looked good no matter what!
Han Mo hesitated and slightly moved his lips, wanting to ask her if what she said was true. But at that moment, the butterfly earring on Bai Xi’s ear lit up again.
Bai Xi frowned and said indifferently, “You rest first. I need to take a call.”
With that, she stood up and left the room.
Tong Yao turned and quickly said to Han Mo, “Um, Dr. Han, I’ll go find our Tong family doctor to look after you. I’ll head out now.”
Xi’er’s man was still lying in bed. It wasn’t appropriate for her to look after him, nor was it appropriate for her to not. It was best to leave him to the doctor’s care. After all, he had boundless admiration for Han Mo.
Bai Xi walked into the corridor and answered the call. On the other end was a steady and serious male voice. “War God.”
This voice belonged to Xuan Feng.
Xuan Feng had once fought alongside her. During one mission, she had narrowly saved his life. Since then, Xuan Feng had remained by her side. Xuan Feng’s growth was on a completely different level compared to Shen Mingxun. He was now a top commander in the Dark Department, but he refused to take on any other missions, devoted solely to her.
The task she had assigned him last time was…
Xuan Feng’s voice came through the earring. “War God, I’ve found the person you asked me to investigate, the one with the crescent-shaped scar on their wrist.”