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  Nan Zhi had not replaced her identity card, neither had she bought a phone.

  She jogged to the living room, picking up to put the phone by her ear as she answered softly.

  Hearing Nan Zhi’s voice personally, Yi Fan blanked out for a few seconds.

  If Young Master did not say that Miss Nan was still alive, he really would not have believed it.

  Miss Nan’s voice sounded even sweeter and softer than before.

  “Miss Nan, is it really you?” Yi Fan asked again, his voice uncertain.

  After returning to the Capital, Nan Zhi stopped telling people that she was called Lan Xiaozhi, so she hummed softly. “It’s me.”


  “Miss Nan, I’m Ye Sihan’s butler. Our Young Master……”


  “If your Young Master is busy, then he should go and settle them. I haven’t recalled anything from the past, so he probably doesn’t want to be with me.”


  “Miss Nan, it’s not Young Master who is asking for you.”


  Hearing Yi Fan’s words, Nan Zhi immediately furrowed her exquisite eyebrows.

  Her expression became slightly awkward.

  Was she thinking too much earlier?

  At the thought of him entering a coffee shop with another woman intimately, Nan Zhi suppressed the urge to hang up the call. She asked in confusion, “If he doesn’t want to see me, then why is Butler Yi calling?”


  “Young Master got too agitated and had been hospitalized.”


  With a loud smack, the phone in Nan Zhi’s hands fell to the floor.

  Her long lashes fluttered as she hurriedly picked up the phone from the floor, her voice unconsciously shaking as she asked, “What happened?”


  “A man that looked a lot like Young Master came today. He said that he was the Eldest Young Master, Ye Qing. After I notified Young Master about it, the two of them got into a conflict after Young Master returned to his office. I don’t really know what exactly happened either!”


  Nan Zhi tightened her hold on the phone unconsciously.

  A man who looked like Mu Sihan, wasn’t that Lan Ye?

  “Where is he? I’ll come immediately.”


  Seeing Nan Zhi rush over, An Feng furrowed her eyebrows. “How many times did I tell you to not walk so hurriedly?”


  “Mom, I need to go out for a while, I can’t go tanning with you anymore.”


  An Feng grabbed Nan Zhi’s hand. “You brat, didn’t you just say that you were going to accompany me properly?”


  “Mom, I’m sorry.”


  An Feng patted the back of Nan Zhi’s hand, her eyes gentle and filled with affection. “We’re mother and daughter, there’s nothing to be sorry for. Your Grandma picked four bodyguards who are quite strong. This time, no matter where you go, you have to make them follow you.”


  Nan Zhi bent down to hug An Feng, her voice slightly choked. “Thank you Mom, and thank you Grandma.”


  “Go, and stay safe.”
……

  After the accident, the Qiao family focused a lot on Nan Zhi’s safety.

  Apart from giving her four elite bodyguards, Madam Qiao got the most experienced driver in the Qiao family to take her around as well. It was enough to see how important she was to them!

  Nan Zhi got the driver to drive to the Royal Hospital.

  She never thought that she would come to the hospital again after being discharged in the morning.

  Yi Fan was waiting by the VIP section. Seeing Nan Zhi, he hurriedly approached her.

  Before he could take a closer look at Nan Zhi, Yi Fan started to lead her towards Mu Sihan’s ward.

  “The Queen and the rest have just left. Young Master, and that person that called himself the Eldest Young Master are hospitalized.”


  Nan Zhi did her best to keep up with Butler Yi’s steps. “Is Mr Mu badly injured?”


  Mr Mu?

  Hearing Nan Zhi’s address to his Young Master, Yi Fan froze for a second before he immediately recalled that Miss Nan had lost her memories.

  “Young Master isn’t physically injured, but there is a problem with his psychology.”


  Nan Zhi’s heart fluttered, staring at Yi Fan with disbelief.

  A psychological problem was harder to treat than a physical problem!

  Following Yi Fan to the ward’s door, Nan Zhi felt a pang in her heart when she saw the haggard man laying on the bed with a pale face.

  He was still full of energy when she saw him walk into the coffee shop with another woman in the morning, but now, he was laying on the bed, looking extremely pale.

  That handsome and outstanding man became so frail and sickly after he collapsed, and it was enough to make her heart ache sadly.

  Noting Nan Zhi’s expression, Yi Fan immediately felt a lot more at ease.

  It did not matter if it was the past Miss Nan, or the current Miss Nan, they both could not help but feel concerned in their hearts for his Young Master.

  Young Master was too pitiful. The number of people who really cared for him were too little!

  “Butler Yi, what’s wrong with his psychology?”


  Yi Fan said softly, “Young Master has had psychological problems from the past, and they haven’t been treated. After Miss Nan’s accident, his condition worsened, but he kept holding onto it painfully. It was until now that the Eldest Young Master appeared and said something to agitate him.

  “Young Master woke up already, but he remained quiet and did not talk to anyone.”


  Nan Zhi pursed his lips, her heart clenching tightly as she walked into the room. Sitting by the bed, her slender fingers caressed the man’s pale and thin face.

  What exactly did Lan Ye say to him to make him like this?

  When her fingers caressed his lips, he suddenly opened his eyes.

  His dark eyes were covered in red veins, but they were not focused at all.

  Seeing his soulless eyes, Nan Zhi felt her heart be clenched tightly by an invisible black hand, and it exuded an indescribable pain.

  “Mu Sihan.” He had told her before that she used to call him like this.

  The man’s eyes moved, before they landed on her pretty face.

  There was no expression on his thin face, as he just stared at her like that with his red eyes.

  “Mu Sihan, don’t get fooled by him. If you collapse, then you’re falling right into Lan Ye’s trap.” She stared at him with heart ache in her eyes. “Don’t forget what I told you. He kidnapped me because he’s planning something with that man.”


  “I know,” he said calmly, looking like he was completely void of any emotions. “He wants the position of the Crown Prince.”


  Nan Zhi’s eyes constricted. “Then, you can’t let him get what he wants. Don’t be afraid, even though I don’t remember what happened in the past, but I’ll always be here for you as long as you need me.”


  He closed his black eyes. “You can leave me. I’m an unlucky person, you should go away and stay far away from me.”


  His parents did not like him.

  His older brother had always been using him.

  Apart from Xue’er, his adoptive family had all passed away.

  He was sick in the head too.

  For someone like him, what was there to miss?

  Nan Zhi grabbed Mu Sihan’s hands, a layer of moisture covering her almond-shaped eyes. “Don’t be like this……”


  She did not finish speaking when he waved her hand away.

  He lifted the blanket and got off the bed.

  “I’m sorry, my condition seems to have worsened. I had a serious hallucination before I fell unconscious, and I hit Ye Qing until his face was covered in blood.” His eyes turned darker. “Maybe, when my condition acts up again, I might hit you until you become like him too.”


  Nan Zhi stared at him, her heart throbbing in pain and panic.

  He was just in front of her, so close. But why was it that she could not seem to get a hold of him at all?