Chapter 4

Felix slammed the car door shut, slid into the driver's seat, and asked, "Where you headed, miss?"

"The Manners family's factory," Katniss replied, all nervous, unsure where to put her hands and feet.

Maximilian glanced at her squatting and said coolly, "Ain't that uncomfortable?" "No, it's fine..." But before she could finish, Katniss, all jittery, banged her head on the car roof and bit her lip to keep from yelping.

Feeling a bit down, Katniss lowered her head even more, barely breathing.

Maximilian's lips tightened into a straight line as he looked at her, then shrugged off his suit jacket and tossed it onto the seat next to him. "Use this as a cushion."

Katniss's eyes went wide, her eyelashes fluttering. That suit looked pricey.

She was struggling to afford basic necessities; how could she dare use such an expensive suit as a cushion?

Seeing her hesitation, Maximilian raised an eyebrow, "You think I need to scam a student?"

True.

Katniss took it, still surprised, and carefully sat down.

As the car sped down the road, to avoid the awkward silence, Katniss kept staring out the window.

Maximilian's profile reflected in the glass, all handsome and clean-cut, yet mature.

Such an amazing guy, how could he die in two years? What a waste.

When the car stopped at the corner, Katniss let out a sigh of relief, thanked him, and jumped out.

For some reason, Felix also got out and called her.

He hesitated for a moment, "Miss, you always lived here? You know an old lady named Aurora Miller?" Katniss looked up, curious, "You know my grandma?" "Your grandma? Where is she now?" Felix's voice was full of excitement.

Katniss nodded, looking a bit sad. "My grandma passed away three years ago."

Felix looked like he couldn't handle the news, his face full of disappointment.

In the end, Felix just smiled weakly, "We came too late. You should head up."

Katniss nodded, turned around, and walked back, a guess forming in her mind.

Was Felix looking for Aurora because of Maximilian's illness? In her past life, did Maximilian eventually die because they couldn't find Aurora and they had no cure?

She hadn't walked far when Felix's anxious voice came from the car.

"Sir, what's wrong? Where's the medicine?" Felix frantically searched the car for the backup meds but couldn't find them.

Katniss stopped, quickly ran back, and opened the car door, seeing Maximilian in pain, his brows tightly furrowed, his face pale as paper, cold sweat on his forehead, and veins bulging on his hand supporting his head, clearly having an attack. Katniss instinctively reached out to check him, trying to assess his condition. She squinted her eyes, calmly analyzing.

"This pulse is wrong, clearly problematic," Katniss said, frowning.

Maximilian closed his eyes, veins bulging on his forehead, even his breathing seemed difficult. He held his head, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Katniss asked softly, her tone filled with concern.

Maximilian struggled to open his eyes, a cold glint in his black pupils. "Stay away from me!" His voice was hoarse and tired.

Katniss was startled but didn't back down, asking, "You look pale. Do you have any backup meds?"

Felix was frantically rummaging through the car's storage compartments, clearly remembering putting the backup meds there, but they were nowhere to be found.

Katniss took Maximilian's hand, feeling the weak pulse, a determined look flashing across her face.

"Don't worry, I can help you!"

Felix nervously urged Katniss to leave, his brows furrowed, worried that if Maximilian had an episode, he would become violent and might hurt the young girl.

"Miss, it's not safe here. You should leave! Maximilian's emotions are unstable and can become very dangerous." Felix's voice was tense and warning.

Katniss looked deeply at Felix, her eyes showing determination and courage. She shook her head firmly, saying resolutely, "I won't leave. Now is the time to save him. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Felix, hearing this, showed an indescribable expression. Knowing Katniss had made up her mind, he reluctantly nodded and silently waited for what would happen next.

Katniss tightly grasped Maximilian's strong arm.

"If you don't get treated, you'll die!" Katniss shouted sternly, "Don't move!"

Katniss's fierce expression startled Felix, who stood there dumbfounded, watching her actions.

With a swift motion, Katniss took out a few silver needles from her bag, asking, "Do you have any alcohol?"

Felix reacted quickly, hurriedly taking a bottle of rubbing alcohol from the car's trunk and handing it to Katniss.

Katniss then quickly disinfected the silver needles and skillfully inserted them into Maximilian's head.

Fortunately, she carried silver needles for self-defense; otherwise, she wouldn't know where to find them at this moment.

Seeing Katniss's exceptionally skilled needlework, Felix's eyes flashed with surprise and astonishment. Though young, Katniss's technique was practiced and proficient, showing at least ten years of experience.

As the silver needles pierced, Maximilian suddenly closed his eyes, his large frame collapsing, showing a rare moment of fatigue. Katniss swiftly reached out, catching his falling face.

Her heart tightened, she quickly supporting Maximilian to prevent him from falling heavily to the ground.

Felix, dumbfounded, asked, "What's wrong with Maximilian?"

Katniss, without a trace of panic, answered with focused determination, "Don't worry, he's just undergoing treatment. He'll be fine soon."

Maximilian's forehead was covered in fine sweat, as if enduring some pain, but his brows gradually relaxed, showing a hint of ease and comfort.

He quieted down, his head resting on Katniss's lap. He was too heavy for Katniss to move, so she let him continue resting on her lap.

The warm touch on her skin, even through the fabric, allowed her to feel his strong shoulders and impressive chest muscles. Katniss's eyelashes fluttering, she looked at Felix with a face full of helplessness.