Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

After carefully examining Liu Shiyin, the family doctor gently comforted her:

"Don't worry, she just caught a cold and, combined with her weak constitution, fainted due to a sudden high fever. I've given her medicine. Remember to drink plenty of water and get plenty of rest. She should feel much better tomorrow."

Hearing the doctor's words, Aunt Wang finally felt relieved. She looked at the doctor gratefully and said:

"It's alright, it's alright, thank you, doctor."

The family doctor smiled and nodded, packed up his medical equipment, and prepared to leave. Aunt Wang quickly saw the doctor off.

At this moment, Liu Shiyin was still lying quietly on the bed. Although her face was still pale, her breathing had become much more steady.

Huo Muchen looked at Liu Shiyin lying on the bed, but his worries did not lessen.

He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the night outside, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

He knew he couldn't ignore Qin Xiang's feelings because of his concern for Liu Shiyin, but he couldn't control his concern for Liu Shiyin.

Suddenly, a commotion broke the silence of the room.

Huo Muchen frowned, turned around and walked out of the room, wanting to see what had happened.

However, when he reached the top of the stairs, he saw Qin Xiang there. Her eyes were red, clearly she had just been crying. Huo Muchen's heart sank slightly.

He knew he had to face Qin Xiang.

He walked over and said calmly:

"Qin Xiang, let me take you to your room to rest."

Qin Xiang looked at Huo Muchen, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and jealousy. She said with a cold smile:

"How could I possibly rest? I saw it all clearly when you carried Liu Shiyin into the room!"

Huo Muchen frowned and said:

"She fainted, and I'm taking care of her."

"Take care of her? Isn't your 'taking care' a bit too much!"

"What do you take me for?"

Qin Xiang's voice was filled with jealousy and resentment.

Huo Muchen took a deep breath and said:

"Qin Xiang, what's between us has nothing to do with Liu Shiyin. I hope you can calm down."

However, Qin Xiang wouldn't listen to Huo Muchen's words at all.

She glared at him angrily and said loudly:

"Calm down? How can I calm down? You know perfectly well how much I love you, yet you still treat her like this! How can you do this to me?"

Huo Muchen felt a sense of helplessness as he looked at Qin Xiang's angry expression.

He knew he had to make a choice and couldn't let this chaos continue.

He gave Qin Xiang a deep look and said:

"Qin Xiang, perhaps we need to seriously reconsider our relationship."

After saying that, he turned and walked back to his room, leaving Qin Xiang alone at the stairwell, her face full of shock and resentment.

Liu Shiyin was tormented by nightmares in her sleep. Her face was contorted with fear, and her brows were furrowed, as if she were experiencing an unspeakable horror.

She began to mumble in her sleep, her voice filled with terror and helplessness. She said, trembling:

"No, please don't hurt me... I beg you, please let me go..."

Her voice was broken and intermittent, as if drowned out by the fear in her dream.

Immediately afterwards, fragments about her mother appeared in her sleep-talking:

"Mommy, I'm so scared... Where are you? Please come and save me..."

Her voice revealed a deep dependence on and longing for her mother, as if only in her mother's embrace could she find a trace of comfort and strength.

Her body writhed restlessly in her sleep, as if she were fiercely fighting against the demons in her dream.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her fingers turning white from the force, as if she were trying to grasp at a straw.