Chapter 52 Mental Hospital 4

He Zhizhou had a broad back, and his blue and white hospital gown accentuated the shape of his shoulder blades. His eyes were deep, as if he was still stuck in some previous emotion. Lu Cen felt like he was being stared at by a venomous snake that was about to bare its fangs and bite him. Lu Cen subconsciously took a few steps back and backed down.

"What's up?"

When he spoke, that feeling faded, as if it were just Lu Cen's illusion.

He hesitated for a long time, but still stepped in.

"You just now..."

He had barely begun speaking when his vision blurred. He didn't see how He Zhizhou moved, and by the time he realized what was happening, he was already pinned against the door and unable to move. With that force, the ward door closed.

Stunned and incredulous, Lu Cen looked up and caught sight of He Zhizhou's face. The light and shadow flickered, but only his eyes shone brightly, like an unfathomable sea. Lu Cen asked in a panic, "He Zhizhou?"

The other person's eyes flickered slightly; Lu Cen's voice was the same one he had just heard in the treatment room.

In fact, not only that, Lu Cen's expression at this moment was exactly the same as what he had seen in the treatment room. His eyelashes trembled, casting a shadow under his eyelids, and his lips were plump, tender and juicy, as if sweet juice would burst out with just a gentle squeeze.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

To He Zhizhou, the struggle was like prey trying to escape his control. He frowned slightly, looking very displeased. When Lu Cen spoke, the tip of his slightly red tongue peeked out, which made He Zhizhou furious. The emotions in the treatment room were amplified. He pinched Lu Cen's waist hard and warned him, "Don't move!"

He still had his rationality and was always indifferent and self-controlled, never letting his emotions control him. But when Lu Cen heard his words, he struggled even more. He Zhizhou looked terrifying now, how could he not move? He just wanted to break free from his control as soon as possible and leave this place.

The faint touch between their hips and waists caused a burst of heat to erupt between them. He Zhizhou's eyes gradually turned bloodshot. He grabbed Lu Cen's waist with one hand and choked his neck with the other.

"Isn't he very handsome?"

Do you like it?

Want to kiss me?

"Still want to touch?"

"Or perhaps do something even more extreme to him?"

The sounds of the treatment room echoed in his mind, and his resistance grew weaker and weaker. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he lifted Lu Cen's face, leaned down, and kissed her. Their lips touched, and she felt incredibly soft.

An indescribable electric current surged through He Zhizhou's limbs and bones. He seemed to have satisfied his craving, but slowly he became insatiable again. He forced Lu Cen to submit with terrifying force, causing Lu Cen excruciating pain. His cheeks turned red with suffocation and heat in just a few seconds.

He Zhizhou's kisses were different from others, exceptionally fierce. He swept across Lu Cen's lips, pinched Lu Cen's waist, and Lu Cen involuntarily opened his mouth, his tongue sliding in. Lu Cen was stunned by this series of developments, and with almost no resistance, the other party entered his mouth. The wet, soft, and sticky texture excited him.

My blood felt like it was on fire.

Do you feel anything from this one?

"What about this one?"

"What kind of man do you prefer: petite and delicate, or a dashing playboy?"

He Zhizhou thought of the past three hours. He had seen countless photos and videos until the other party brought out Lu Cen's photo. He didn't know how the doctor got the photo. Lu Cen was sitting on the sofa with a flushed face, like a flower in full bloom in spring. He felt something almost instantly at first glance.

"So you like this kind of thing."

“I’m telling you, that’s wrong. You should like delicate women, not a man like you who is the same type as you.”

"This is an illness, and it needs treatment."

"Do you understand?"

He Zhizhou glanced back coldly, not taking it seriously.

So, he was forced to watch Lu Cen for two hours straight, listening to his voice, seeing his photos, and even watching his videos.

He would be shocked every time he reacted. After several such incidents, he was on the verge of developing stress disorder and was almost ruined.

Lu Cen let out a few whimpers, the thick lust making it hard for him to breathe. His breaths mingled, creating an atmosphere of ambiguity. He Zhizhou's palms were sweaty. He bit Lu Cen's small Adam's apple, and a stinging sensation made Lu Cen gasp. He felt like this person wanted to bite his neck off.

They don't resemble humans; they're more like wild beasts.

"Sorry, I was a little affected inside just now." After a long while, He Zhizhou pressed his forehead against Lu Cen's, his warm breath falling on Lu Cen's face as he spoke.

Lu Cen looked at him and said angrily, "You filthy scoundrel!"

His eyes were somewhat round, with deep brown pupils, naturally watery, and when he looked at people, they seemed to contain countless emotions. After kissing for so long, when he looked up at him, something swept over He Zhizhou's heart, itching from the skin to the flesh, and drilling into his bones.

Without much effort, He Zhizhou carried the person to the sofa.

"My buff is being gay."

Lu Cenggang felt that his actions had gone too far, but when he heard this sentence, his attention was diverted. He didn't understand. What's wrong with being gay?

"At one point in time, homosexuality was considered a form of mental illness."

Lu Cen's voice was a little hoarse, with a rising tone at the end, making it sound quite melodious: "So, what happened to you in there?"

"Electric shocks, endless electric shocks."

Perhaps it was the experiences of the three of them that frightened Lu Cen. When he was dragged away alone, he was so terrified that his face turned pale. The treatment room was on the second floor. It was a small space with two single beds. Next to each bed were instruments that Lu Cen did not recognize, as well as some other things that he could not describe.

The whole room was filled with an eeriness, and Lu Cen felt very uneasy.

It wasn't until Xu Xi appeared that he calmed down somewhat.

Lu Cen swallowed hard. "Dr. Xu... what... what are we supposed to do?"

Her slender fingers manipulated the instruments and connected various wires. It was something that was nothing special, but Lu Cen couldn't bear it. It was as if Xu Xi was holding a knife that was cutting his flesh, not wires.

"Don't worry, it's just physical therapy, you'll be fine soon." Xu Xi didn't quite understand his fear, so she could only reassure him in a soft voice.

But the effect was minimal.

Lu Cen stood to the side, nervously fidgeting with his hands.

Xu Xi finished and called him over, "Come here."

Lu Cen seemed rooted to the spot: "Can I not do this? I'm afraid of the pain."

Xu Xi looked at him in surprise and patiently explained, "It won't hurt, and your symptoms have already worsened. If you don't get treatment, it will get more and more serious."

He came over to pull him, but Lu Cen wouldn't cooperate.

Helpless, Xu Xi had no choice but to pick the person up and place them on the hospital bed.

As soon as he lay down, metal handcuffs emerged from under the bed and tightly bound his hands and feet. Lu Cen's nerves were aroused, and he struggled incessantly, his insteps straightening.

Xu Xi attached three connecting wires to his head and then to other places. Seeing that he was shaking violently, and the wires were also trembling, he turned on the switch.

A thin current traveled along the wire into Lu Cen's body, instantly numbing her entire body. It hurt a little, but it wasn't particularly unbearable, and it wasn't as terrifying as they had described.

Lu Cen let out a long sigh of relief and relaxed.

Xu Xi had been observing him the whole time. Her gaze stopped when it fell on his neck. He was taller than Lu Cen, and he hadn't noticed it when they were standing together.

At this moment, a ring of teeth marks appeared on Lu Cen's fair and delicate Adam's apple, crimson like blood, vivid and almost dripping.

Xu Xi bent down, her fingers brushing over the area: "How did you get here?"

"What?"

"Teeth marks, who bit you?"

"It was a patient who bit him during a flare-up."

"Yeah?"

Lu Cen didn't understand the meaning behind the words and nodded.

It was an hour later when he was sent back to the ward.

Feeling exhausted, Lu Cen poured herself a glass of water.

When he turned around, he saw a photo on the hospital bed.

He picked it up in a daze. The protagonist inside was clearly himself. The photographer was highly skilled and captured his expression and temperament perfectly.

Lu Cen's clothes were half off, hanging in his arms, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on his back. His fine hair was pale gold in the light. His head was tilted back slightly, and his eyes were glazed. Most importantly, there was a hand on his neck and another on his waist, with a man biting and nibbling at his neck. The scene had an erotic feel to it.

Lu Cen's face flushed, and he tossed the photo aside like trash. Then he noticed something was wrong; his hands felt sticky...

He flipped the photo over and saw a thick, white liquid splattered on it, already half-dried.

A faint fishy smell wafted into his nose. Lu Cen stumbled into the bathroom, washed himself several times, and then came out. Looking at the photo, he burned it with a lighter.

Before dinner, the group familiarized themselves with the surroundings outside. Lu Cen and He Zhizhou were in one group to avoid being alone and giving the killer an opportunity. After leaving the gate, the staff dormitory was not far away, and there was a rest area in front of it.

The place isn't very big; you can see everything in an hour.

As Lu Cen was walking back, He Zhizhou called him back. He turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Lu Cen was pushed to sit on a bench by the roadside.

He Zhizhou pointed to his neck: "It's too conspicuous, let me put a band-aid on you."

Lu Cen thought he made sense and obediently raised her head to cooperate with him.

The soft part was exposed, and He Zhizhou's eyes flashed. He tore off the outer packaging and put the band-aid on his throat, covering the wound and also the ambiguity.

When it was time to eat, they were each given a handful of medicine and had to eat it in front of the nurse. Lu Cen gnawed on a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, barely managing to suppress the taste of the medicine.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, the Second Hospital has left two people on duty tonight: a nurse and a security guard. They are also equipped with weapons and are well-prepared.

They guessed the killer would arrive in the early hours of the morning, so all five of them gathered in room 301, keeping a close watch on the outside.

As the night deepened, the security guard dozed off at the nurses' station. The nurses dared not sleep, fearing that someone might stab them in the throat if they weren't careful. The people in 301 became anxious.

"Why aren't they here yet?" Lu Tianhao frowned.

Qin Wei was clearly more composed than him: "Wait a little longer, what's the rush? Besides, the dungeon doesn't say that he has to kill one person every day."

"What do you mean? You mean he's not coming tonight?"

Zhou Yang: "Possibly."

It was too late, and Lu Cen couldn't stay awake any longer. He sat on the sofa, feeling sleepy. Taking advantage of the fact that there were many people around and that he had already spoken to his assistant, he propped his chin up and fell asleep. However, since it wasn't a bed, he didn't sleep soundly. In his hazy state, he felt a blanket being placed on him.

Zhou Yang's gaze swept over him, then over He Zhizhou, and he sneered, "When did you two become so close?"

He Zhizhou was holding the corner of the blanket, adjusting the angle, when he leaned lazily back in the sofa chair, glanced at him and said, "What's it to you?"

"Shh." Lu Tianhao squatted at the doorway and turned around to make a gesture.

The two men froze, their ears perked up.

The elevator dinged, indicating it had arrived at the third floor.

The nurse was startled and patted the security guard on the shoulder.

Several pairs of eyes were fixed on the outside as the elevator doors slowly opened, and a woman in a nurse's uniform stepped out.

"Little Flower, you scared me to death."

"The head nurse was worried and asked me to come and check on you."

The two began to talk quietly.

The atmosphere inside the room immediately relaxed.

"It's already 1:30. It seems the murderer isn't planning to make a move tonight," Lu Tianhao said thoughtfully.

"Wait a little longer."

It was still very quiet outside at four in the morning.

The group went back to their respective rooms, and Lu Cen was still a little dazed when he was woken up.

He was very sleepy and followed behind them in a daze.

Upon entering room 306, Lu Cen felt a chill in her hands and feet because there was someone else inside.