Chapter 53 A Sudden Anomaly – She Was Ashamed! She Was Embarrassed!

"Come in later."

Lu Jin said.

Bai Heng, standing at the door, raised an eyebrow, nodded knowingly, and left, closing the door behind him.

He seemed very understanding.

Lu Jin sneered.

Only Sang Li and Lu Jin remained in the room.

Sang Li was still stunned on the bed, her face burning red. She wished she could shrink into the blankets. The strap of her nightgown had slipped down to one side as she turned over, so she wrapped the blankets around herself even more. "Okay, what is it? You're not going to wake me up at this hour, are you?"

Lu Jin glanced at her face, which was covered in sweat, and his Adam's apple bobbed: "It's nothing."

He walked to the wardrobe and pulled out a short-sleeved shirt that he usually wore at home.

It was black and oversized, big enough for Sang Li to wear as a dress; the cuffs were even a little wrinkled. It was one of his worn-out pieces. Sang Li had seen him wear it a few times; he usually wore it while doing housework. It was a very comfortable pure cotton and thick enough.

"Put this on." He handed her the clothes. "It'll be easier for you."

She tugged at the strap of her tank top: "I feel a little embarrassed wearing your clothes."

Why is this so ambiguous?

It's like it's been marked.

“Pure cotton is comfortable and absorbent. Yours are all synthetic fibers, which can easily make you catch a cold.” Lu Jin glanced at her; her skin was still slightly red from the fever, like a boiled white peach.

Lu Jin walked over, pulled the blanket up with one hand to cover her body: "I won't look, you can change under the covers yourself."

His tone was a little awkward, as if he didn't want to embarrass her too much.

"oh."

Sang Li was weak and slow, and she dawdled and ended up wearing short sleeves.

The hem of the shirt just covers the middle of the thigh; any lower and it would cover the knee.

She hadn't noticed such a significant difference in body size before. Sometimes, after getting used to Lu Jin, she even thought he wasn't that tall.

Of course, she only came up to his shoulder.

If she were strong and powerful, how could she have been captured so easily in the first place?

It's really convenient; you don't need to wear pants.

After she changed, Lu Jin took her clothes and prepared to throw them into the washing machine to wash them.

When Lu Jin left the room, he gently closed the door.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the room fell silent.

In the living room, Lu Jin tidied everything up and instructed Bai Heng, "Take good care of her and report to me every hour."

This is already a huge concession made when there is no other way.

Although he disliked compromise, he could not joke about Sang Li's health under any circumstances.

This is fatal.

Even though he certainly knew what Bai Heng was thinking.

But you absolutely cannot let your possessiveness make Sang Li suffer.

He can still distinguish between what is less important and what is urgent.

"Alright, you can go now." Bai Heng still had that cunning, fox-like demeanor, and smiled with a smirk.

Lu Jin left.

Sang Li heard the door close from inside the house.

A short while later, a slow knocking sound came from the doorway.

"May I come in?"

Bai Heng asked gently.

Before Sang Li could speak, the door was pushed open.

Bai Heng walked in familiarly, first drawing back the curtains, letting a ray of soft sunlight stream into the room, illuminating her flushed and weak face.

He placed the first-aid kit on a chair nearby and sat down: "How are you?"

Sang Li: "Not good... Didn't you see? It's almost burned to a crisp."

Bai Heng laughed and said, "You really like using animals as metaphors."

Sang Li: "Do you need to take medicine?"

Bai Heng said intently, "Not necessarily. I need to do some tests on you and also deal with any possible reactions after the fever subsides. Don't worry, it won't hurt much. Give me your arm."

Sang Li nodded somewhat awkwardly, like a small animal whose neck was being held down, obediently extending its arm.

Her fingertips were still trembling slightly, as if her entire mental system had been affected.

Bai Heng turned on the testing device, gently slipped the wristband onto her wrist, and connected the data cable.

While adjusting the equipment, Bai Heng appeared completely focused, but his gaze inadvertently swept across the corner of her mouth.

My heart skipped a beat.

He noticed it when he came into the room.

The redness and swelling were shocking to behold.

Not only that, his gaze moved down and he noticed several faint marks on her arms exposed under her clothes, as if they had been pinched or pressed hard, with different colors, some new and some old.

Bai Heng's brows furrowed slowly.

Thinking about the abnormal values ​​from last night.

He looked up at her intently: "What happened last night?"

Sang Li was taken aback by the question.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if dazzled by the sunlight.

Bai Heng was referring to "last night".

These two words are ominous.

Am I that obvious? Am I that easy for people to spot?

That shouldn't be the case.

Or was Lu Jin just too much of a jerk, torturing himself like this?

Upon hearing Bai Heng's question, Sang Li's mind went completely out of control, and images kept flooding back, making her body increasingly hot.

well.

She knows everything.

She remembers everything.

She was perfectly aware that it wasn't a case of drunken misconduct.

And her too.

Looking back, my shameless remark, "Then prove it to me," seems incredibly offensive. And she even actively pursued me; it's utterly pathetic. Was it really necessary last night? She just felt like she was being abandoned, right? But, how do people survive?

Why did she suddenly become like this, contemplating suicide?

So how could she answer when Bai Heng asked her?

She said that she had willingly and almost uncontrollably thrown herself into Lu Jin's arms, and like a drowning person, she desperately wanted to grab even a single finger of his.

Even if I were shameless, I couldn't bring myself to say it.

Bai Heng was like an older brother to him.

She could make risqué jokes with Tang Lan, but she couldn't bring herself to say them to Bai Heng.

It possesses a natural air of authority.

I feel like I'll get a lesson.

It gives off a feudal patriarchal vibe.

Moreover, she felt ashamed!

She's embarrassed!

“…Nothing happened,” she said softly.

Bai Heng could tell she was lying the moment he saw her evasive gaze.

“Sang Li,”

He called out my full name.

"oh."

Bai Heng didn't budge.

Rarely, this is being interrogated.

"Don't call me by my full name, I'm scared..." Sang Li shrank back, feigning grievance.

Bai Heng looked up at her, his gaze turning colder: "Xiao Li, do you know your current physical data?"

"You had a high fever all night, abnormal nerve excitability, and even potential heart rhythm problems."

"Your emotions are significantly affecting your physiological responses."

“If you don’t tell me, I have no way of determining the next course of action.” His voice, usually gentle, carried a distinct and authoritative tone at this moment. “I don’t want you to hide anything from me.”

He wasn't blaming anyone, but it was more embarrassing than any blame.

"What did you experience last night? Not physically, but psychologically." He paused, then added, "That's important."

Sang Li suddenly felt a tightness in her throat, as if something was blocking it.

She certainly knew this was important.

But what did she say?

Her mouth felt like it was glued shut; she'd rather pretend to be asleep or crazy right now!

She wasn't sick yesterday, she went crazy.

She stammered, "Can I not tell you?"

“No,” Bai Heng’s gaze softened, and he sighed, “I just want you to be okay. Whatever happened to you yesterday, I won’t blame you, okay? I hope you can believe me.”

Sang Li opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and dared not look at him. Her fingers clenched the blanket tightly, and her lips were pale: "...I'm afraid he won't want me anymore."

"Um?"

“I don’t know what I was thinking last night. My emotions were really volatile. I was crying and making a scene. I felt like Lu Jin was going to abandon me, and I would be all alone again, back in the cage, and then die. I couldn’t accept that ending. Honestly, there was no need to bring me out and then send me back. So I just kept crying… and crying and crying. When I was tired of crying, I went to find Lu Jin, and then some… very intimate things happened. But there was no sexual intercourse. I fell asleep afterward, so I don’t know what happened.”

"At that time, I didn't care about anything, I wanted to leave something on him. Or rather, to make him leave something."

"I felt like I was going crazy last night."

"Fortunately, he restrained himself."

Bai Heng's eyes flickered slightly, but he finally looked away and said in a low voice, "I understand."

He didn't press her any further.

Sang Li is a very emotional person, like a fire; if no one saves her, she will burn herself out.

silence.

There was a half-minute silence.

Sang Li was waiting for Bai Heng to judge her.

However.

Her voice was as gentle as a glass of lukewarm water: "Sang Li, I don't blame you, and I won't blame you."

She froze, staring blankly up at the sky.

Bai Heng leaned down slightly, very close to her, without questioning, blaming, or mocking: "It's normal for your emotions to fluctuate easily. You've been through too much, it's not your fault. No one says that someone who has been hurt must immediately learn to be calm, strong, and perfectly handle every breakdown. You're just protecting yourself, these are all very ordinary things."

Sang Li's eyes welled up with tears.

Bai Heng paused for a moment: "From now on, whenever you feel like you can't take it anymore, whether it's day or night, you can call me. Even if you just want to cry, want someone to listen to you, or don't want to say anything at all, I can answer. You don't need to suppress yourself too much. I can also take you to my house, and I can go and submit the application report."

“Lu Jin doesn’t understand psychological counseling; his strength lies in protecting you. But you need more than just protection.”

"You also need to understand, respond, and accept."

"I can do that."

His words were like a gentle river, able to support her soul on the verge of shattering.

Sang Li felt that she was really too tired.

She gave a soft "hmm," barely audible.

Bai Heng's gaze returned to the fluctuating physiological data on the screen, and he began to analyze it.

Sang Li is currently experiencing a rapid heart rate, heightened emotional sensitivity, and abnormal fluctuations in certain hormone levels over a short period of time.

These symptoms cannot be explained by a simple fever.

The indicators are not very stable.

Sang Li asked, "Am I very ill?"

Bai Heng paused, then looked up at her with a gentle expression: "It's not serious. Emotional reactions are quite common."

He did not tell the whole truth.

In fact, Sang Li's body is currently in a very abnormal state.

The anomaly is that all values ​​are 2 to 3 times higher than when they were entered into the Ecological Management Bureau.

BEAM-107's Night Raven stat fluctuates around 150, with a peak of 220 according to Lu Jin's latest data. However, all of Sang Li's stats have now soared to 300.

If she were an aggressive aberration, she could be executed on the spot.

Moreover, the fluctuation range of 300 is very large. Generally speaking, the fluctuation of anomalies is between 33 and 100, and the stronger the ability, the stronger the burst. But now Sang Li is fluctuating between 05 and 337, and the data gap is getting bigger and bigger.

He had never seen such an indicator before.

The larger the value, the greater the energy loss and the greater the destructive power.

Logically, when a value is increasing, it shouldn't suddenly decrease or fluctuate.

The decrease proves that something is depleting Sangli's energy.

She is like a black hole, constantly generating energy, yet constantly being swallowed by herself.

If Sang Li hadn't been at such a high peak right now, she would have been completely drained by now.

Bai Heng looked at the screen.

Oh no.

05 is still dropping.

It dropped to 0.8.

What happened?

Sang Li stared vaguely into Bai Heng's eyes: "What's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing," Bai Heng interrupted her.

He changed his posture and skillfully took out a slender syringe; the transparent liquid swayed slightly inside.

“You just need to rest,” he said.

She turned to the side and obediently stretched out her arm, her fair skin gleaming in the sunlight.

Bai Heng skillfully disinfected and injected her, his movements swift and efficient.

He wasn't in the mood to think about anything else: "I'm a little sleepy, but I'll be fine after a nap."

"Thank you, Bai Heng."

Bai Heng didn't answer. He watched her quietly for a while until her eyes gradually became unfocused, her consciousness blurred, and she fell asleep.

Close the door.

He had to get to the bottom of this.