Xu Ye ended up sending the hospital's address to the woman. He didn't even know her name.

The doctor spent about fifteen minutes on Yang Fei. She cleaned the wound and wrapped the worst of it, the knee, in gauze. The other scrapes got a quick once-over.

When she was done, she rattled it off fast. "Rest as much as you can the next couple of days. If you can lie down, don't sit. If you can sit, don't walk. You'll heal faster that way. Come back in two days to have the dressing changed."

"Okay. Thank you, doctor."

Most doctors are "cold-blooded." It isn't that they lack compassion. They've just seen so many badly injured patients and been there for so many final goodbyes that what would be agony for an ordinary person stopped fazing them a long time ago.

Xu Ye paid the bill. He had just helped Yang Fei to the door when they ran right into the woman whose bag had been snatched.

She spotted them and hurried over. "How is he? What did the doctor say?"

Yang Fei had been howling the whole time his wound was being cleaned, but now he suddenly found his backbone. He forced a smile. "Just scraped off some skin. It's no big deal."

"Thank you so much for earlier. If it weren't for you, I don't know what I'd have done."

"It was nothing~"

"Um… how much was the bill? Let me send you the money."

Xu Ye shook his head. "It wasn't much. Don't worry about it. The main thing is nothing's broken. We've got other stuff to take care of the next few days anyway."

"You're not from around here?"

"We came down from Shanghai."

"So how long are you in Hangzhou?"

"We head back Tuesday."

She thought for a moment. "Then let me take you to lunch or dinner on Monday. Otherwise I'll feel bad about it."

Xu Ye didn't answer. Yang Fei saw that and steeled himself. He nodded. "Okay."

"Oh, right. I'm Ren Fei."

She held out her hand. Yang Fei blinked at the…