After saying that, he started coughing violently again, his face turning somewhat flushed from the coughing.

Ling Feng pressed her down to sit on the sofa, feeling a pang of sympathy.

"You're sick, what are you doing in the kitchen? Go back to your room and sleep."

Ling Feng picked her up and carried her upstairs. He took out a box of cold medicine from his spatial storage and brought her a cup of hot water to take the medicine.

Lin Su obediently took the medicine and, at Ling Feng's request, closed her eyes to sleep.

Ling Feng watched Lin Su slowly fall asleep, then tiptoed out of the room.

He went to the bar area on the second floor, took out a Cohiba cigar and lit it. This cigar was his favorite brand, with a silky smooth taste, and it cost 1,800 yuan per cigar.

He poured himself another glass of whiskey and savored it slowly.

After a glass of wine, the fatigue of the day was relieved quite a bit.

Lin Su's illness today has been a great worry for him. After all, Lin Su is an ordinary person, and it is easy for her to get sick in the apocalypse.

Unlike myself, whose body has been strengthened since the gene serum injection, I rarely get sick.

Ling Feng considered whether or not to inject Lin Su with a gene serum.

If Lin Su receives gene enhancement, not only will her physical fitness be improved, but she will also be immune to illness.

Her strong physical fitness also enhances her ability to protect herself.

After thinking for a while, Ling Feng decided to inject her with a gene serum that was 100 times stronger, the same one that Wang Long had been injected with.

This serum was obtained from Ling Yutang's office. After system upgrades, it can enhance potential a hundredfold.

I gave Wang Long one injection before, and now I have four more in my possession.

After finishing a cigar, Ling Feng went to the room and saw that Lin Su had already woken up.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere!"

Ling Feng stroked Lin Su's hair with a smile on his face.