In the heat of the moment, Cheng Xi didn’t know what to say. During her indecision, Lu Chenzhou clutched her hand even tighter and pressed it against his chest again as he repeated, “Is it beating quickly?”

His voice was calm but serious, and in this moment, Cheng Xi felt a bizarre gentleness in his demeanor, and even his cold voice seemed warmer than usual.

But, in reality, his heart wasn’t beating any quicker. It was just that he was wearing one of those thin hospital gowns, so Cheng Xi could feel each distinct heartbeat. Back when she had been a student, she had once gotten bored and decided to experience traditional Chinese medicine and to learn to feel people’s pulses, so she had taken a year’s worth of classes and practice on the subject. She didn’t really learn how to feel pulses that much better, but she did had gotten significantly better at understanding the significance of others’ heart rates in different situations.

Right now, Lu Chenzhou’s heart was not beating any quicker than usual. In fact,...