After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 55

He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and Jin Yize bent down, using his elbows to support himself on the floor and moved with difficulty.

An Jiuxi didn't say anything and quietly drank her water.

Out of the corner of my eye, I kept looking at Jin Yize, watching him move to the wheelchair and try his best to stand up by supporting himself on the armrest.

However, his body, tormented by the curse, was weak and exhausted.

His arm trembled violently like someone with Parkinson's disease, then went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

An Jiuxi put down her water glass.

Jin Yize glanced at her instinctively.

But then she saw the girl pour herself another glass of water, and sip it slowly with her eyelashes lowered.

They didn't seem to care about what was happening on his end, nor did they seem to have any intention of helping him.

Jin Yize's face was gloomy, his jawline taut, and he reached out again.

He struggled to get into his wheelchair on his own.

boom!

It ended in failure once again.

Reach out again...

Another failure...

This happened seven or eight times before Jin Yize collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to move.

Jin Qiye, who was always cold-hearted and ruthless, lay on the ground, panting heavily, looking as if he had been pulled out of the water.

He glanced at An Jiuxi.

The girl remained seated on the sofa, finished her water, and carefully cut the peeled apple into small pieces.

Seemingly noticing his gaze, he didn't even lift his eyelids. "Master Jin is at least thirty years old. Don't you know how to ask for help?"

Jin Yize remained silent, his brows furrowed, and a cold, sharp glint flashed wildly in his dark eyes.

No one has ever dared to speak to the Seventh Master of the Jin family in such an attitude.

The girl, around twenty years old, had eyes as calm as an autumn lake, without ripples or waves, clear and bright.

When she met his gaze without flinching or avoiding it, a hint of coldness lingered in the corners of her eyes, showing no fear whatsoever.

She even exuded a strong aura, as if she was deliberately trying to overwhelm him.

An Jiuxi was deliberately trying to overpower him.

She hadn't realized before that this person had such a strong sense of self-esteem.

Having too much self-esteem is both a good and a bad thing.

Especially someone like Jin Yize, who was born a prodigy.

A sudden blow may not be visible on the surface, but if one suppresses their emotions for too long, even if the physical pain is cured, it may leave behind psychological problems.

Healing the body is important, but so is healing the mind.

An Jiuxi considered herself a person with good medical ethics, so she couldn't bring herself to treat only half of the patient.

"What? Seventh Master really can't do it?" An Jiuxi picked up a piece of apple with a fruit fork and put it in her mouth, crunching as she bit into it. "If you can't, then so be it. It'll save me some energy!"

After saying that, he got up and left without looking back.

"Wait!" Jin Yize's slightly cool voice rang out.

An Jiuxi stopped, turned around, and smiled, "Has Seventh Master Jin thought it through?"

The man lay sprawled amidst the chaos, his short hair soaked with sweat, a few strands clinging to his forehead, looking rather disheveled. Blood covered his wrists and calves, his face was frighteningly pale, and his eyes were vacant, cold, and dark.

He stared intently at An Jiuxi, a hint of conflict appearing on his handsome and noble face.

Finally, peace comes.

Then, the man spoke, word by word, "Excuse me, could you help me up?"

The moment those words were spoken, it was as if the shackles that had bound him had been broken, and the man felt a sudden sense of relief.

An invisible lightness enveloped him, and as he looked at the smiling girl, his pupils involuntarily contracted slightly.

"You see, asking for help isn't actually that difficult!"