Yixuan was momentarily dazed before he smiled gently, "So, it seems...you’ve taken the trouble." After a pause, he had completely reined in his previous thoughts, as if the turbulence in his heart had never existed. "Is Fourth Brother’s injury serious?" Dong Huiying wiped her long hair again. Having long hair was a bit inconvenient — it was such a hassle to dry after washing, sigh! "They’re just superficial wounds. I took a close look, his complexion is a bit pale, but it’s still acceptable. At most, he has lost some blood." Yixuan walked over to her, picked up a towel, and she paused before sitting awkwardly at the edge of the kang bed, turning her back to him. His long fingers threaded through her hair, first straightening it out for her, and then began to dry her hair. His touch was moderate, much like the man he was, seemingly gentle and harmless, yet containing a slight and shallow force. Dong Huiying let out a little moan, "Mmm..." He was actually giving her a scalp massage; it was extremely considerate and so soothing. Her glossy eyes curved into crescent moons. Yixuan smiled, "No need to thank me." Then he added, "In fact, it’s I, Yixuan, who should be grateful, as you’ve helped our family a lot during this period." She waved her hand, smiling. Out of all the men in the Liang family these past few months, if there was someone she felt most comfortable being around, it would definitely be Yixuan. He wasn’t as scheming as the eldest brother, nor was he distant and cold like the second brother, who always seemed to be hiding some secret. Third Brother Shujun was too frivolous, always teasing her, and Fourth Brother had a wooden expression, making it hard to see through his thoughts. As for Little Wu, Yuenin, well there was no need to mention him — the little firecracker had been a lot better behaved of late, but every time she remembered how Yuenin used to be, she felt a little frustrated. The brat was too rough and liked to be contrary, always talking back to her. Fortunately, she had gradually figured out how to get along with him. When he flared up, all she needed to do was to stroke him the right way and things would be fine. But it was still quite mentally exhausting. Yixuan was the best, after all. She knew he had his thoughts and ideas. She also knew that he had let go of his previous prejudices, but this didn’t necessarily mean that he had fully accepted her. If she was too forward and patted his shoulder or touched his arm, he would subconsciously tense up, his body becoming stiff. Even though his body instinctively rejected her, he would try hard to adjust his attitude and treat her as warmly as possible. She suddenly called his name. Sometimes, Dong Huiying thought, the people of the Liang family were truly blessed. Not only tall and well-built with handsome features, they also had pleasant voices. It was a pity they were born in the wrong era, because if it had been her original world, there definitely would have been countless girls smitten with them. But perhaps it was because they had so many advantages that their fate was so unfortunate, and if she hadn’t crossed over to this place, if the woman who was now at the Liang family was still the former Dong Dabao, who knows how much longer these brothers might have been mistreated. She sighed, and then said, "Shu Yu needs to take good care of her health, to solidify her foundation and nourish her vitality. Only when her condition is stable can we proceed with the next course of treatment. However, currently the household is short on money, and the medicinal herbs I’ve gathered on the mountain are a drop in the bucket, so tonight Yuenin and I went to see Hong Xiangjun, and I have arranged with Master Hong to go to Jun City with her tomorrow." After a short pause, she continued, "This time I might be away for longer, as I’ve heard that the craftsmen in Jun City are skilled. I need to have some surgical knives made. Once that’s done, I’ll be able to operate on you. Then, your leg will be able to heal."