A crown princess who doesn't do infrastructure construction isn't a good doctor.

What?! My cousin is gone!

Not long after Qin Suiyou left, Qin Sizhe had just reached the main hall when Qin Siheng came looking for him again, only to find that he was missing.

Seeing that Qin Sizhe had no reaction, Qin Siheng's face fell and he said with dissatisfaction, "Why didn't anyone tell me? I still have something to say to my cousin."

Since Qin Siheng had said that, Qin Sizhe asked, "Is it important?"

"It's nothing important."

After pouting, Qin Siheng glanced around and looked in the direction where Physician Yang had gone, changing the subject.

"Hey, brother, can I go see the person inside?"

Although he didn't know why, Qin Siheng subconsciously felt that Qin Sizhe would reject his idea, and sure enough, Qin Sizhe shook his head.

"No need. Just let him rest and recover quietly. You don't need to worry about it."

After saying this, Qin Sizhe instructed the servants to prepare lunch for the injured person, then left Qin Siheng to make his own arrangements and returned to his courtyard.

Qin Siheng craned his neck to watch Qin Sizhe's figure gradually disappear into the corridor, staring openly yet slyly. After looking away, he narrowed his eyes and muttered, "I'm going to go and see."

Pingyu, Qin Siheng's personal attendant, frowned and asked, "Second Young Master, what do you want to see?"

"Of course it's the injured person who was hit by my brother's carriage. As the younger brother, I should at least go and show some concern for him."

Ping Yu slumped his shoulders. He knew Qin Siheng wouldn't be so easily appeased, but he still wanted to offer a token reassurance, just in case he could persuade him to stay calm.

"Didn't the young master say you don't need to go? You should listen to him. Anyway, that person doesn't have much to do with us."

Qin Siheng waved his hand dismissively.

“My brother just said that I don’t need to go, it’s not like I can’t go. Besides, I’m not doing anything bad.”

After saying that, Qin Siheng raised his right index finger and pointed at Ping Yu seriously, saying, "You are my man, you have to listen to me, and stop thinking about my brother."

Pingyu lowered her head and said weakly, "It was Madam who told me to keep an eye on you, to be careful not to let you cause trouble."

Upon hearing this, Qin Siheng raised an eyebrow.

"But I haven't done anything to cause trouble. Is it wrong to visit the injured?"

Pingyu raised his head, pondered for a moment, and then hesitantly shook his head.

"It seems... to be correct."

"That settles it then, let's go."

"Oh."

Qin Siheng arrived outside the guest room. The door was open, but he still politely knocked on the door frame a few times.

A moment later, a timid yet soft voice came from inside.

"Please...please come in."

Upon hearing the sound, Qin Siheng frowned before stepping inside.

Once inside, Qin Siheng made no attempt to conceal his observation of the person sitting on the couch.

Her hair was messy and disheveled, covering most of her face. The exposed part didn't look dirty, but it was pale. Her clothes were tattered and patched, and she hadn't had time to change them. Her right leg, which had been fixed with a splint and bandages after being repositioned by Doctor Yang, was lying flat, while her other leg was curled up and held by the person on the bed, in a defensive posture.

Qin Siheng wanted to look at the man's eyes again, but they were hidden by his messy, disheveled hair as he looked down, so he couldn't see them at all.

“Pingyu, tell a few people to find him some clothes to change into, wash him up and then put them on, especially his hair, which must be tied up.”

"Yes."

After Pingyu accepted the order and went out to fetch people, Qin Siheng crossed his arms in front of his chest and took a few more steps forward.

"Hey, who are you? What's your name?"

Qin Siheng stared at him for a while, and seeing that he remained motionless in that position and did not answer, he deliberately leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Was your appearance today really an accident, or did you come to get close to my brother on purpose?"

As Qin Siheng approached, the person on the bed slowly moved further away, creating some distance between them.

Seeing this, Qin Siheng assumed that his heroic spirit had intimidated him, so he smiled and straightened up.

Just as Qin Siheng was about to ask something, the person on the bed finally reacted.

Qin Siheng saw that the person raised their head slightly, and the hair on both sides was pushed back to reveal a pair of round eyes with mostly dark pupils. The person stared at Qin Siheng steadily. At first glance, the eyes, combined with the owner's small but slightly round face, made for a non-threatening appearance. However, as soon as Qin Siheng met the person's gaze, that strange feeling welled up in his heart again.

"What about him?"

Seeing the person in front of him suddenly ask a question, Qin Siheng suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and asked, "Which 'him'?"

Round face, round eyes, small nose, slightly pouting lips, very white skin with little color, looking pitiful no matter how you look at it. Qin Siheng was so stared at by those dark pupils that she quietly took a few steps back.

"benefactor."

Hearing her soft, sweet voice, Qin Siheng wondered if he was overthinking things, but he didn't let his guard down.

"You mean my brother? He's busy right now. Do you want to see him?"

The person on the couch nodded and said softly, "Mm."

After thinking for a moment, Qin Siheng decided not to continue with them. When Ping Yu led a few people over, seeing that he seemed somewhat resistant, she said, "You should let them clean you up properly. My brother is very clean and doesn't like people who are not dressed properly. If you want to see my brother, he won't welcome you if you are all dirty and tattered."

Upon hearing this, the person on the bed lowered their arm, which had been defensively blocking their way.

Seeing this, Qin Siheng said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first," and went out.

Pingyu followed him outside and saw that Qin Siheng looked somewhat displeased. He asked worriedly, "Young Master, what happened just now?"

Qin Siheng twitched the corners of his mouth, but ultimately the urge to complain prevailed.

Pointing inside, Qin Siheng said, "I made eye contact with him again and saw his face clearly. He looks like an innocent little rabbit, but his eyes still make me uncomfortable."

"What's wrong with it?"

Qin Siheng turned his head to the side, placed his hands on Ping Yu's shoulders, and shook him violently back and forth.

"If I had known, I wouldn't be complaining here."

"Young master, young master, spare me! I'm going to throw up if you shake me any more."

Upon hearing this, Qin Siheng immediately released his grip.

Pingyu exaggeratedly, as if he had just escaped with his life, taking several long breaths and gently patting his chest.

"Forget it, let's go back. Let my brother handle these troublesome matters himself, otherwise all that studying will have been for nothing."

Pingyu followed Qin Siheng's footsteps and muttered under her breath, "Young Master said he didn't need you to worry about it."

Qin Siheng was incredibly perceptive when it came to criticizing him. He immediately darted behind Ping Yu and kicked him in the butt.

Qin Siheng didn't use much force, but Ping Yu still pretended to be in pain, clutching the spot where he was kicked, and continued to say, "I didn't say anything wrong," which prompted Qin Siheng to kick him again.

The two, master and servant, went mad the whole way, and almost fell from the corridor into the flower garden below. Fortunately, a servant who was used to such things happened to pass by and rescued them.