Reborn with the ability to read minds, I became a heartthrob.

Zhou Liwan finally felt that the snow mountain was melting, slowly revealing the true part of Shen Nanzhou to her.

“We’re family, he’s my uncle.” Zhou Liwan released the other’s embrace and said warmly.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Zhou Liwan's phone rang at that moment.

"Hey."

The voice on the other end sounded serious: "Xiao Wan, once you've resolved this, you don't need to go back to the police station. Come to the First People's Hospital immediately!"

Upon hearing that they were going to the hospital, Zhou Liwan thought something had happened and her heart tightened. She immediately asked, "What happened? Why do you need to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Shiyue then realized that what he said might worry Zhou Liwan, so he immediately adjusted his tone and said patiently, "This morning we received a report of a serious bullying incident at Jianzhong High School, resulting in three deaths and two injuries. One of the injured is still unconscious, and the other has woken up but won't speak. Come and see if you can get anything out of her."

Zhou Liwan's expression was grave. After agreeing in a low voice, she hung up the phone and looked at Shen Nanzhou: "Uncle, I have to go to the hospital later. It's a bit urgent, so let's not talk now."

Shen Nanzhou had also vaguely heard the whole story and nodded in acknowledgment.

Zhou Liwan grabbed her bag apologetically and rushed out, but felt a little embarrassed halfway there, so she stopped and blew a kiss to Shen Nanzhou.

This quirky act left Shen Nanzhou both amused and exasperated.

My mood for the day seemed to brighten because of her.

After Zhou Liwan got out of the car, she saw Jiang Shiyue waiting at the door, and then the two of them walked inside together.

"The people involved in the incident were all senior high school students this year. I heard that they didn't get along very well. The person who woke up had been bullied by the dead ones for a long time, but we have no idea what happened this time. The person refuses to talk."

Jiang Shiyue rubbed his head in frustration. The suspects this time were all young and had special identities.

I can't treat them like the vicious people in society, but no matter how patient I am or how much I ask, they just won't talk.

On the contrary, if I raise my voice, I start to tremble all over.

It makes me look like a bad guy.

It's truly unspeakable suffering, and I feel incredibly stifled.

Zhou Liwan listened carefully, and when she arrived at the ward door and saw the situation inside, her brows furrowed even more.

At this moment, the patient on the hospital bed was curled up in a corner of the bed, surrounded by police officers.

However, people's attitudes were not exactly friendly; some with slightly sensitive noses had already covered their mouths and noses or put on masks.

Zhou Liwan immediately shouted, "What are you all doing? Get out of here, all of you!"

Everyone was already quite anxious, as such a serious case could easily create public pressure if not handled properly.

Seeing Zhou Liwan arrive, he felt somewhat relieved, after all, this girl was exceptionally good at probing the minds of criminals.

So they didn't take her scolding to heart, and instead cooperated very actively.

Soon everyone left the ward, and Zhou Liwan opened the window to let the air circulate and prevent it from becoming too stuffy.

Then she gently approached the hospital bed, a warm and serene smile on her face.

She exuded no aggression whatsoever. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she held the girl, who reeked of sourness, had disheveled hair, and was somewhat overweight, in her arms.

Then, gently stroking the other person's back from top to bottom, she offered warm comfort: "It's alright, it's all over. It's all over, we're safe now. Don't worry, it's alright!"

Those who hadn't left the ward were stunned by the scene before them, because they knew all too well how foul the girl who had woken up smelled.

Some trainee police officers even felt nauseous when they first entered the scene, according to officers who had been to the scene.

The girl was found in a garbage dump, her hands and feet were bound, her mouth was taped shut, and she was completely covered in garbage.

In this lingering late summer weather, let alone garbage, even left-left-out food will spoil and develop a strange smell.

Moreover, this person was fat and was left there for five or six hours.

He was practically fermenting.

How could Zhou Liwan, a rich young lady, so readily comfort her by holding her in her arms without any disgust?

"It's alright, our Xiaoye is alright. I'll stay here with you, no one can hurt you anymore." These gentle yet powerful words echoed in the ward.

Everyone could see that the girl's emotions gradually calmed down.

Zhou Liwan still didn't loosen her embrace, and her expression showed no impatience: "Xiao Ye, may I call you that?"

Zhou Liwan's eyes drifted to the girl's name tag on the table next to the hospital bed, which clearly read Ye Lan.

The person on the hospital bed slowly nodded, a rare response that made Zhou Liwan's smile widen: "Great job, Xiao Ye is a very strong person, I'm so proud of you. How about you come with me to take a shower? You've been sweating a lot, and the air conditioning is on in the ward. If you don't clean yourself up, you'll soon catch a fever and a cold."

"No, no..." Ye Lan was still very scared of the outside world and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Zhou Liwan didn't press her, and her tone became even gentler as she quickly covered her with the blanket behind her: "Okay, I promise you, we won't take a shower, but you also have to promise me that we'll cover ourselves with the blanket and make sure we don't catch a cold, okay?"

Under the other person's meticulous care, Ye Lan's tense nerves slowly relaxed, and she instinctively gravitated towards the warm person like a newborn baby.

Zhou Liwan patted her hand gently and gestured to Jiang Shiyue outside the door to come over: "Go and have someone bring a basin of hot water. I'll wipe her body down."

Jiang Shiyue felt sorry for Zhou Liwan, thinking that she shouldn't have to do such dirty work with her delicate hands: "I'll let the caregiver do it, you should rest first."

Zhou Liwan shook her head firmly: "She can't live without me now, and she won't accept anyone else wiping her. It's okay, I can do it. Go on."

Jiang Shiyue stared at her intently for a while, and finally gave in.

He immediately sent someone to fetch water.

The water was ready in no time. The people who fetched it weren't all careless; at least the water temperature was just right—not too hot, not too cold.

Zhou Liwan smiled and gave the person who delivered the water a thumbs up, whispering, "Great job, you're very meticulous!"

The person being praised was overjoyed. It felt amazing to have their little details noticed and praised so readily.

Is this the charm of a therapist? He felt himself falling for them.

His steps were unsteady. Zhou Liwan smiled without saying a word, got up and drew the curtain between the hospital beds to block the view from outside.

Then gently wipe Li Lan's exposed forehead skin with a hot towel.

The warm towel was like an iron, gradually smoothing out Li Lan's wrinkled heart, and a sense of comfort slowly arose from the heart.

"Thank you, miss. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Even though her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, Zhou Liwan still heard it.

A gentle smile played on her lips, so warm and comforting. Just looking at you like that felt like the spring sunshine was warming you, clean and comforting.