Chapter 27: Truly Treating Him as Family

... — Knock, knock.

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The sudden rapping at the door shattered Shen Hanzhi’s reverie.

He drew his gaze away from the patient on the bed, glancing toward the door. The confusion that had lingered on his handsome face faded, replaced by his usual cold and composed expression.

“Come in,” he said quietly, lips pressed in a thin line.

The door opened, and Zhou Bei entered, accompanied by Aunt Xu, who had hurried over in obvious concern.

“Sir, Aunt Xu has arrived.”

The moment Aunt Xu stepped inside and saw Lin Nanxun lying weak and pale in the hospital bed, a look of shock and distress crossed her face.

“Oh my! What happened? How did she get so badly hurt?” Aunt Xu hurried to the bedside, reaching out with a trembling hand to gently touch the girl’s pallid face, her heart aching.

Zhou Bei stepped forward, explaining in a soft voice, “Miss Lin’s hand is fractured, and her leg is injured. The doctor said she’ll need to rest and recover for a while.”

Aunt Xu listened, frowning in confusion. “She was perfectly fine when she left. How did she end up like this…?”

Miss Lin had been lively and energetic when she went out—how could she be so badly hurt now?

Caught off guard by Aunt Xu’s question, Zhou Bei paused for a moment before answering truthfully. “Miss Lin… was injured saving the boss.”

At this revelation, Aunt Xu’s eyes widened in shock as she quickly turned to Shen Hanzhi. “Sir…”

Shen Hanzhi said nothing, only pursing his lips, tacitly confirming the statement.

With this confirmation, Aunt Xu covered her mouth in disbelief and gasped, “Good heavens…”

“Miss Lin was very brave,” Zhou Bei said, glancing at the unconscious Lin Nanxun with genuine admiration. To be honest, had he not witnessed the scene himself, he never would have believed that this seemingly frail, timid girl would rush forward at such a moment…

Because of that, his view of Lin Nanxun had changed completely.

Aunt Xu nodded, letting out a soft sigh. “Poor child. She’s always clinging to Sir, as if she truly considers him family.”

As Aunt Xu and Zhou Bei spoke, Shen Hanzhi, listening to Aunt Xu’s words, felt a subtle change within his icy gaze.

Family…

To him, those words were foreign and distant.

He frowned faintly, his eyes drifting back to her.

Lost in thought as he looked down at Lin Nanxun, Aunt Xu’s voice rose again, breaking his contemplation.

“Sir, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of Miss Lin. Leave her to me and I promise she’ll recover in no time,” Aunt Xu said confidently.

Hearing this, Shen Hanzhi instinctively glanced at the unconscious Lin Nanxun, knit his brows, and parted his lips to speak slowly.

“That won’t be necessary. I happen to have time today.”

With that, he lifted his wrist to check his watch, making it clear he intended to stay.

Aunt Xu was taken aback—Sir would stay to care for Miss Lin?

“But how could that be? Sir, you should go back and rest. Leave things like this to us. It wouldn’t do if you were to exhaust yourself,” Aunt Xu protested hurriedly.

After all, apart from work, Sir had never done anything else; he certainly had no experience caring for others.

Hearing her words, Shen Hanzhi’s frown deepened, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his striking face.

Just as he pressed his lips together, about to retort, Zhou Bei suddenly spoke up.