Seeing him like this, her heart suddenly stirred. It felt like a small woman who had drifted for years, homeless and scarred, finally finding a safe harbor. She truly was such a woman. At eleven, all her beloved family left her. Later, returning to Chu Jianjue's home, she was always belittled by Li Meirong. Then, after having Chu Junyu, she was rejected by Ye Xi. Moreover, over the years, she lived in constant fear—one moment afraid that Chu Junyu's father would suddenly come to take him away, the next terrified that the murderer of her family would find her. But Nangong Yehen's gaze dispelled all her fears. He said he would protect her. Suddenly, Chu Lingzhi snapped back to reality, a bitter smile curling at her lips. In this world, only oneself can truly protect oneself. What men say is all lies. Once, when she asked Chu Jianjue for money, Li Meirong rushed over and slapped her. Heartbroken, she ran to Ye Xi, who said then, "I'll protect you from now on." And later? Because she had a child out of wedlock, he scorned her, called her dirty. For five years, he ignored her completely. Seeing her lost in thought, Nangong Yehen guessed she might be thinking of her grandparents and mother, feeling sad. The thought of her grieving for her family stirred a tenderness in his chest. His voice was warm, like a spring breeze. "What are you thinking about?" Chu Lingzhi said nothing, staring at him for a long time. Then her expression suddenly shifted. She glared at Nangong Yehen and shouted, "So you're that arrogant guy with his eyes on top of his head!" Nangong Yehen's brow furrowed at that, his tone displeased. "Arrogant? Eyes on top of my head?" "You look down on everyone!" Remembering how he had treated her back then, Chu Lingzhi was still fuming. Nangong Yehen looked quite innocent. "When did I ever look down on anyone?" "You looked down on us for being from the mountains, looked down on me for being dark, looked down on the food at my home for being bad, looked down on my house for being dirty." There was much more she didn't say. Nangong Yehen's eyes flickered. "You remember all that?" "Of course I do. You're the most bizarre patient I've ever met." "Bizarre?" Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow, his flickering gaze suddenly deepening. She remembered so much because she thought he was bizarre? "Master Nangong, your illness really is bizarre." Chu Lingzhi looked at him, her tone tinged with worry. Aside from the Himalayan white-headed snake, she couldn't think of any other treatment for now. Nangong Yehen smiled faintly. "No matter how bizarre, you can cure it." Chu Lingzhi raised an eyebrow, her expression turning serious. "You trust me that much?" "You managed back then too." Nangong Yehen's lips curled, his dark, shimmering eyes full of confidence in her. "Without finding the white-headed snake, it's all useless." Sometimes, it wasn't just about how skilled the medicine was, but also about the ingredients. If the source of the medicine couldn't be found, and the right remedy couldn't be applied, what use was even the best medical skill? "How do we find it? I'll send people to search," Nangong Yehen said. Chu Lingzhi looked at him. "I want to go back." Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow. "Go back? Where?" "To where my grandfather lived." She wanted to return and gather some herbs. That mountain used to have many medicines for internal injuries. Bringing some back might help Nangong Yehen. Nangong Yehen gazed at her deeply. "I'll go with you." Chu Lingzhi smiled wryly. "How can you go with me like this?" It wasn't flat ground but a steep mountain.