I knew my cousin wasn't a superhuman, that she didn't possess the ability to create clones. Even if she could clone herself, navigating such a perilous underground ruin alone would have been impossible.

So, who exactly was that girl in white? I was truly bewildered.

She claimed I could call her 'cousin,' and more damningly, this person knew my companion Daxiong's surname was Wang, something we had never mentioned since we were down in the cave. After analyzing everything, I realized I had absolutely no leads.

After finishing my call with my parents, I sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought, replaying the entire sequence of events. A short while later, Kobe knocked on the door from outside.

I opened it and let him in, only to be met with speechless frustration. Because the clothes Kobe was holding were all the long, robe-like garments worn by Uyghur people.

I asked him why he hadn't bought some normal clothes, and Kobe replied with frustration, "The clothing stores close early here. I drove around for a circuit and only found a wet market.

There were stalls selling ethnic wear next to it, so I just grabbed these for you all. I actually think they look pretty good; look, I even bought a set for myself." I took the two men's outfits from his hands and touched the fabric.

It was decent enough, much better than the junk I bought at a roadside stall in a Chengdu wet market. It seemed people in minority regions were straightforward.

I had no choice but to thank him. Kobe just said not to mention it and went to deliver clothes to the other two rooms.

At that moment, Grandpa emerged from the bathroom, glanced at the clothes, said nothing, and put them on. Seeing he had no intention of talking to me, I sulkily retreated into the bathroom and washed the mud off my body as quickly as possible.

However, since I couldn't use my right hand, it was incredibly inconvenient, and I accidentally pricked myself several times. After a difficult shower, I came out and dressed.

Grandpa cast a sidelong glance at my right arm, opened his mouth as if to say something, hesitated for a second, but ultimately said nothing. Shaking my head in resignation, I finished dressing, wrapped my arm with a scarf, and rushed out, telling Grandpa, "I'm taking Liang Qian to see a doctor; her injuries can't wait.

Are you feeling unwell anywhere, Grandpa? Perhaps you should get checked out too?" Grandpa shook his head and didn't say anything else.

I knew he would act that way; he looked worn out but hadn't sustained any injuries. So, I left, closing the door behind me.

I went to Liang Qian's room and knocked. Daxiong answered the door.

He was also wearing a loose, flowing robe, looking slicked-back and oily, like a cheap vendor selling qiegao. Just as I was about to scold him, he said with a long face, "You're finally here.

Miss Liang woke up, but she absolutely refuses to see a doctor. You need to persuade her quickly." I thought to myself, she was scratched and grabbed by those monsters, and she's covered in filth; infection is a real risk.

How could she not see a doctor? So, I strode inside and saw Liang Qian half-reclining against the pillows, eyes closed, resting.

Sitting next to her was Kobe's girlfriend, Ah Qiu, also looking very worried. Ah Qiu must have changed Liang Qian's clothes, and she had also wiped her face.

But since Liang Qian was covered in injuries, she couldn't wash her hair or shower, so her hair was still plastered stickily to her scalp. Yet, even so, her oval face, large eyes, and slightly upturned eyelashes still conveyed an air of profound tranquility and elegance.

I swallowed hard and cleared my throat awkwardly, "Um, hmm!" Liang Qian frowned slightly upon hearing my voice, but she didn't open her eyes, instead saying coldly, "It's useless even if you're here; I won't go to the doctor." I asked, "Why? Are you Superman, capable of self-repair?

You can't even bathe in this condition; you'll get an infection." Liang Qian finally opened her eyes slightly, looked at me, and said, "I am a professional explorer. I've been injured before, far worse than this, and I always healed on my own.

So, I'm wary of medication." "We won't take medicine. We'll just go to the hospital to disinfect the wounds and get them bandaged.

As your savior, you must listen to what I say," I stated solemnly. Liang Qian stared at me silently after I said that, showing no expression whatsoever.

I thought: Good grief, I didn't do anything wrong, why is she staring at me like that? So, I stared back, and neither of us spoke.

This lasted for about five or six seconds. The other two watched us in this manner, staring at both of us.

I tend to get embarrassed easily. Seeing them all looking at me, my face slowly started to flush red, and I mumbled, "What...

what are you looking at? Is what I said illogical?" Daxiong burst into loud laughter as if he'd struck gold, shouting, "He gets red-faced when he sees a beauty!

He can't even speak clearly, hahahaha..." With nowhere to vent my frustration, I wanted to go over and kick him twice. Just then, Liang Qian lifted the quilt, started putting on her shoes, stood up, smoothed her hair, and walked toward the door.

I watched her sequence of actions mystified, utterly confused. At that moment, Daxiong shoved me, saying, "Are you an idiot?

She’s willing to go to the hospital; aren't you following her?" It dawned on me then, and I hurriedly followed Liang Qian out. By then, Liang Qian was already five or six meters ahead.

Hearing me follow, she glanced back at me without a word and continued walking. I was speechless and had no choice but to follow her pace.

What surprised me was that despite all her injuries, the girl moved with remarkable agility, descending the stairs swiftly. I trailed behind like some lowlife tailing a beautiful woman, stumbling along.

After reaching the bottom of the stairs, I found she had stopped at the landing. Not knowing why she stopped, I ran up beside her, slightly out of breath.

Liang Qian looked at me again, staring intently. I asked her, "What's wrong?

Why aren't you walking?" Liang Qian finally spoke, "Are we walking there?" It occurred to me then that I didn't even know where the hospital was located. Just as I was starting to worry, Daxiong and Kobe simultaneously leaned out of the third-floor window and called my name.

I looked up at them. Kobe shouted, "Turn left, go straight, then turn right.

You'll see a large farmers' market; the hospital is right next to it. The car is parked on the road directly across from you.

Please return it to where you found it after use." Daxiong grinned wickedly and added, "We aren't planning on taking you out for dinner; you two figure out your own transportation!" Just as I was about to curse and ask what they meant, Daxiong tossed down a set of keys and then a wallet. Kobe added, "The wallet is mine; use it freely.

Consider it my treat." I felt a pang of strangeness, wondering when this guy became so familiar with Daxiong. Didn't we just meet?

This Daxiong fellow really is terrifying; he can strike up a friendship with anyone instantly—it's a waste of talent not to make him a Minister of Foreign Affairs. After throwing down the wallet and keys, those two rascals retracted their heads.

I glanced awkwardly at Liang Qian and noticed she was also looking at me, though her face remained expressionless. Not daring to look at her further, I said, "Let's go." With that, I started walking ahead, but after a few steps, I saw Liang Qian still standing still.

I turned back to ask what was wrong, and she replied, "I am the injured party. Are you just going to let me cross the road by myself?"