After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Shen Yao had already caught a glimpse of the knife the scarred man was thrusting at her from the side.

She raised her right foot and, almost without hesitation, kicked at the scarred man's knife-wielding hand.

However, the scarred man did not fall.

A tall, thin figure suddenly appeared and slowly collapsed.

Shen Yao stared intently, her pupils shrinking slightly: "Chu Yao?!"

The scarred man standing next to Shen Yao suddenly turned pale. He shuddered and quickly threw the blood-stained knife aside.

"old......."

"You bastards, how dare you bully my sister! You just wait, I won't let you get away with this!"

Chu Yao glared fiercely at the scarred man, but blinked his eyes strangely.

Seeing the blood gushing out of Chu Yao, Shen Yao decisively tore off the sleeve of her shirt and covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen.

"Hang in there, I'll make a call now." Shen Yao comforted Chu Yao while administering first aid.

Chu Yao's complexion was also turning pale due to continuous blood loss.

However, he still tried his best to give Shen Yao a sunny smile.

"Sister, I'm fine. I'm young and tough."

The thugs behind Shen Yao turned even paler when they saw their boss calling her "sister."

Their legs went weak, and they were about to kneel down when they heard Chu Yao say again, "Why aren't you getting out of here? If you dare to bully my sister again, I'll fight you to the death!"

As he spoke, Chu Yao was about to stand up.

The scarred man at the head of the group was the quickest to react. He immediately bowed and scraped to Shen Yao, saying, "Sister... we're sorry, we were just teasing you... sorry! We'll get lost right now!"

Chu Yao's expression turned even uglier.

His lips twitched, and he forced out a single word through gritted teeth, "Get out!"

Ten minutes later, Chu Yao lay in the ambulance, his slender hand slowly approaching Shen Yao's hand.

Shen Yao was looking at her phone, thinking about how to do a better live stream tomorrow.

Feeling the warmth on her fingertips, Shen Yao lowered her eyes and saw Chu Yao smilingly holding her fingertips.

Shen Yao frowned. "Take your hand away."

Chu Yao's smile froze. "Sister, I feel terrible. Holding your hand will make me feel better."

Shen Yao frowned slightly. "Next time you encounter something like this, don't be reckless. If you hadn't rushed over then, I could have just kicked that scarred man away."

The smile on Chu Yao's face gradually faded from her lips.

"Sister, are you upset that I'm causing you trouble?"

While checking information on her phone, Shen Yao nodded: "Yes, if you hadn't rushed over, I could have taken down that whole group of thugs in one go, and you wouldn't have gotten hurt. Now, I should be able to lie in bed and take a nap."

Chu Yao: "......."

When they arrived at the Affiliated Hospital of Shenzhen Medical University, the doctors and nurses couldn't help but cast curious glances at Shen Yao as she pushed Chu Yao, who was covered in blood, into the emergency room.

After Chu Yao went into the emergency room to treat his wounds, Shen Yao came out and was immediately surrounded by gossipy doctors and nurses.

"Dr. Shen, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

"Is he that famous runway model?"

"Yeah, I think it's him. His eight-pack abs are absolutely stunning!"

Looking at the excited nurses in front of her, Shen Yao rubbed her temples and said wearily, "He's not my boyfriend, he was just a patient of mine."