In the midst of sorrow and joy, the little girl’s breathing became rapid. Bao Shaojin noticed this, and his gaze gradually turned sharp, his eyes like a hawk’s, falling on her, "Don’t worry, your mother she..." Before Bao Shaojin could finish his sentence, he saw that the little girl’s face was devoid of color, and then her small body began to fall downward. Bao Shaojin quickly caught her, his expression darkening with a rare hint of panic. Since childhood, few things could provoke an emotional response from him, but now, since the little girl appeared, he frequently lost control because of her. When leaving the sixth floor, Bao Shaojin took his phone and her keys, and turned off all the lights in the room. In the pitch-black corridor, the man walked as if on level ground, his deep eyes as keen as a jungle wolf’s in the dark night. Assistant Lin sat in the car, looking towards the building through the dim light. When the light on the sixth floor came on, he had roughly guessed which apartment Miss An lived in, and from then on, he occasionally looked at An Yin’s home, while mostly dealing with business on his phone. Working beside Mr. Bao required foresight in all work matters. Raindrops hit the ground outside the car, creating rhythmic sounds. Sitting in the car, Assistant Lin felt the peace of the world. When he glanced up at the building, he noticed the light on the sixth floor had gone out. Assistant Lin sat up straight, looking seriously towards the building’s exit. Within a minute, he saw a tall figure rushing through the rain. Assistant Lin quickly got out of the car, opening the door for the approaching figure. "Mr. Bao." Assistant Lin bowed. It wasn’t until the man came closer that he realized Mr. Bao was carrying Miss An, who appeared to be in a sleep-like state. However, given the circumstances, it was hard to believe she was simply sleeping; she must have fainted. With this thought, once they were seated in the car, Assistant Lin swiftly returned to the driver’s seat. "To the orthopedic hospital owned by the Qin Family in the city," Bao Shaojin instructed. Assistant Lin frowned; Miss An didn’t seem like someone who needed orthopedic care. On the way, Assistant Lin was concerned for Miss An in the back seat while pondering the visit to the orthopedic hospital. An Yin was placed on the man’s lap, cradled like a baby, protected within his embrace. Unbeknownst to him, this posture was unusually intimate for people with no relationship. Assistant Lin observed everything silently, deeply shocked. After all, the Miss An in Mr. Bao’s arms was, in name, Bao Cheng’s girlfriend! Such a moral breach was unfathomable for someone who typically valued rules above all. In the early morning, traffic was sparse, with rain sometimes heavy, sometimes light. When the car arrived at the orthopedic hospital, a faint light appeared in the dark sky. Clearly, dawn was approaching. Bao Shaojin noticed the steady breathing of the little girl in his arms, though she was in a daze. He knew well this was caused by fluctuating emotions. The car entered the underground parking lot. When Bao Shaojin stepped out holding the little girl, a male doctor wearing black glasses was already waiting there. "Mr. Bao." The doctor greeted respectfully upon seeing the approaching figure. "She fainted from excessive stress," Bao Shaojin briefly explained her condition. The doctor raised his hand, paused his fingers under the little girl’s nose, then spoke, "Come with me." The doctor glanced at a nearby hospital bed trolley, initially intending for the girl to be placed on it. However, upon seeing the cold, fierce gaze of the other, he held back his words. The source of thɪs content is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 Subsequently, An Yin underwent some routine checks. After being wheeled into a premium room by a nurse, the doctor relayed the examination results to Bao Shaojin. Overall, the little girl was not in any serious trouble, merely fainted from a stress-induced nervous system overreaction. In the hospital room, the little girl was receiving an IV. Bao Shaojin quietly kept vigil at the bedside, watching the needle inserted into her fair-skinned hand, a somber look in his eyes. His gaze unchanged, he instructed the assistant behind him, "Gather information on a patient named ’An Ying’ from the hospital, including all her hospitalization details." Assistant Lin looked at him confusedly, but didn’t dare question, "Understood." He turned and left after speaking. So, this was the real purpose of Mr. Bao’s visit to this hospital. An Ying, seemingly related to Miss An, sparked a realization in Assistant Lin when he recalled what the little girl named Shi Qing said in the car. So, Miss An’s mother was named An Ying, and this An Ying was hospitalized at this orthopedic hospital. The Qin Family’s orthopedic hospital was top-tier in T City. However, those transferred here were in fairly serious conditions. Assistant Lin interrupted his own musings. After Assistant Lin retreated, only two people remained in the room. Compared to the torrential rain at An Yin’s home, T City only had a persistent drizzle. In the early morning, a thick fog outside made visibility very low. An Yin’s hospital room was on the twenty-eighth floor. Without the lights on, it would be shrouded in darkness. While asleep, the little girl was very peaceful. Over time, her brow furrowed deeper, and her long eyelashes flickered as if caught in a nightmare. In the next moment, mutterings continually escaped from her lips. As she mumbled, tears dripped from the corners of her eyes onto the white pillow, spreading out. A fierce aura emanated from Bao Shaojin, and seeing the little girl trapped in a nightmare, a sense of powerlessness and defeat washed over him. "An Yin, wake up." The man leaned forward, gently touching her wrist as if handling a baby, careful not to apply force. An Yin felt as though she was wrapped in a dense fog. This scene felt familiar to her. Last time here, she vaguely saw the figure of "Daddy," but why was she standing here now? An Yin reached out, trying to penetrate the fog to seek the truth. She shed her usual timid demeanor, rushing towards the fog. As she neared it, she catch a glimpse of a familiar figure. "Mommy..." An Yin smiled, happily calling out to the figure. However, the figure seemed not to hear, quickly running ahead. In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared from An Yin’s view. An Yin wanted to follow, calling after the figure, "Mom, where are you going? Wait for me." Why was Ms. An hiding from her? An Yin wondered in confusion.