"Fine. I'll give Leonard one more day. If the boss still doesn't come out, I'll really barge in. I'll get angry with anyone who tries to stop me," said the White Fox. She was an impatient person. In the past, she never let herself be wronged and did whatever she wanted.

But since she got together with Xiao Yan, she had tempered her temper a lot and even matured mentally. Otherwise, no one would have been able to persuade her when faced with such a situation.

"Okay, we'll wait for one more day," Xiao Yan agreed.

Blue Book had no choice but to agree as well, and then he asked the doctor in the infirmary to examine his body again.

Although the White Fox was a woman, she was a trusted subordinate trained by Freya, and her martial arts skills were naturally beyond those of an ordinary person.

The punch she had landed earlier had been delivered with all her strength, and Blue Book was seriously injured.

The people outside were anxiously waiting, while inside the emergency room, Bradley still maintained the same position as at the beginning.

His whole body had long been numb, and he was even having difficulty moving.

But he didn't care. He still maintained this posture, providing warmth to Freya and at the same time, telling her that as long as he was there, she would be safe.

Freya's body temperature gradually returned to normal, and she no longer kept alternating between feeling hot and cold. After her breathing became even, she fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, it felt like a lifetime had passed.

When Freya opened her eyes, she found that Bradley was still holding her in the same position, and his body was extremely stiff.

If it weren't for his breathing, Freya would have really thought that the thing on top of her was a human specimen.

"Bradley," Freya shook the man's body twice, and the man who had been sleeping slowly opened his eyes.

But apart from his eyes moving, he had no feeling in the rest of his body, as if he had been frozen.

Freya noticed his abnormality and a sense of foreboding welled up in her heart. She quickly pressed on the man's muscles and found that they were just as stiff.

"Bradley, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me," Freya climbed out of his arms and sat up. She threw off the several layers of quilts that were on him and immediately went to check his pulse.

His pulse was weak and a bit chaotic, and the situation seemed very bad.

Bradley barely swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat, making the stinging and dry feeling in his throat disappear a bit before he spoke. "Don't worry. I just kept the same position for too long, and I'm numb."

Upon hearing this, Freya quickly went to look for the acupuncture kit and said anxiously, "I'll give you an acupuncture treatment. It'll be okay soon."

Because she was so nervous, she couldn't find the acupuncture kit anywhere and was almost in tears.

Fortunately, there was a bag of acupuncture needles on the opposite shelf. Freya quickly took it and immediately pulled out a needle and inserted it into one of Bradley's acupoints.

An ordinary person would get numb in their hands and feet if they maintained the same position for a long time, not to mention that Bradley had been in the same position for a full three or four days.

However, this time was different from the last time.

Last time, it was just a posture maintained for one night. This time, the duration was too long, and Bradley's muscles all over his body had become stiff.

After Freya finished one round of acupuncture, Bradley still couldn't move.

Even some acupoints couldn't be penetrated by the acupuncture needles because the man was tensed up so tightly that his blood circulation was blocked and his muscles were hard.

"Bear with it. I'll give you more acupuncture treatments," Freya said with tears in her eyes.

At the moment, she was in a hurry to insert the needles, and her movements were a bit flustered. Some positions that she could usually hit accurately with one needle now took her several attempts to find the correct spot.

Bradley saw her crying silently and knew that his appearance was making her feel distressed. He wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but his hands couldn't move at all, as if they had been immobilized.

"Don't cry. It'll break my heart," his voice was extremely hoarse. As he opened his mouth to speak, he coughed violently.

He coughed so hard that he even coughed up blood.

When Freya saw the splashes of blood like red plums, her tears couldn't be stopped. She cried, "Why are you so stupid? Don't you know that if you go on like this, you'll die from exhaustion?"

Unexpectedly, Bradley said, "You were in such danger at that time. I thought that if I couldn't save you, I would just die with you."

"You fool!" Freya's emotions completely broke down. Tears streamed down her face, and the crystal-clear teardrops splashed onto the man's body. Even her hand holding the acupuncture needle was shaking.

Bradley suppressed the sweet and fishy taste in his mouth and forced a smile. "Fortunately, you woke up. Otherwise, I would have just kept this position. Even in hell, I could protect you in this way."

"Stop talking. You haven't had any water for too long, and your vocal cords are injured."

Not only that, Freya noticed that there was a scab of blood in his right ear. If she wasn't mistaken, it should have been caused by the inexplicable noise four days ago, which injured Bradley's eardrum.

But this silly man didn't deal with his injury in time and had just let it go until now.

Freya was extremely anxious at this moment. What if they missed the best treatment period and Bradley's vocal cords and eardrum couldn't be restored?

The more she thought about it, the more she cried, and even her body started to tremble uncontrollably.

What made Freya feel the most distressed was that he was extremely haggard. He hadn't taken care of himself for four consecutive days. His chin was covered with stubble, and even his thin lips were dry and cracked.

The once deep black eyes were filled with bloodshot lines from not having closed for a long time.

His face also looked extremely pale.

Freya couldn't even imagine that if she hadn't woken up and just died easily while lying there, what about Bradley?

He would have died stiffly while maintaining the same position. This way of dying was truly tragic.

She forced herself to calm down and focus on the acupuncture.

After the second round of acupuncture was over, she pressed on Bradley's muscles again and found that they were much more relaxed than before.

It seemed that the acupuncture was effective.

But because the stiffness had lasted for too long, it required repeated acupuncture treatments.

However, she had just woken up and was extremely weak. Coupled with not having eaten for a long time, she didn't have much strength in her body. Exerting so much mental effort at such a high intensity, she gradually started to feel overwhelmed.

"Take a rest. Don't be too tired," Bradley still smiled, but the fatigue on his face was hard to hide.

Freya shook her head and said with a choked voice, "I'm not tired. As long as you're okay, I'm fine with anything."

She didn't listen to his advice and started the fourth round of acupuncture.

This time, the effect was much better than before. Bradley's left hand could finally move.

And his first action was to raise his hand and wipe away Freya's tears. "I'll be okay. Don't worry."

Seeing him like this, Freya's emotions broke down. She directly threw herself into his arms and hugged him.

"You fool. You're such a big fool. Don't torture yourself like this privately in the future."

Watching him suffer, Freya felt as if thousands of blades were cutting through her heart, leaving it in pieces and bleeding profusely.

"Okay," Bradley responded.

Freya enjoyed the warmth of the man's embrace, but she also knew that he hadn't fully recovered yet. She didn't rely on him any longer and continued with her work.

Finally, after ten rounds of acupuncture, Bradley's body returned to a normal state.

The moment the man could move, he hugged Freya and kissed her passionately.