Song Shang felt a chill run down his spine from her laughter and couldn't help but wag his tail.
Geng Ying stared at him expectantly, then opened another bag of freeze-dried fish and placed it at Song Shang's feet. "Come down, sweetie. This time, Mommy promises not to look at you. I'll just touch you to see if you have any wounds."
Song Shang stretched out a foot with some skepticism and poked the freeze-dried fruit.
The aroma wafted straight into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but swallow, lower his head to sniff, and just as he opened his mouth, his neck suddenly tightened, and he quickly took a big bite of the freeze-dried fruit.
Then the whole cat was lifted up.
Song Shang watched helplessly as the scenery before him slowly descended. Geng Ying gently pinched the back of his neck, rendering him unable to move. He could only tuck his tail in to shield himself.
Geng Ying noticed his actions and chuckled, "Alright, alright, Mom isn't a pervert."
"Meow!!" Song Shang let out a sound that posed little threat.
Who says otherwise?
That's her!!
That's still a total pervert!!
Absolutely insane!
Song Shang cowered timidly, curling up his limbs, and then let out a trembling cry, "Meow!"
Geng Ying ignored him, picked him up and brought him under the light, examining him carefully from head to toe and touching him thoroughly.
Song Shang trembled, feeling utterly humiliated.
It's bad enough to be heartbroken, but to be insulted like this is just unacceptable.
This is intolerable!
He struggled fiercely, but with a twist of his body, he was easily pinned down by Geng Ying.
Song Shang: "..."
"Alright, alright, it's good that you're not hurt. You're probably just tired from playing. You were really active today. Go to sleep!"
Geng Ying restrained his limbs and carried him towards the room.
Ever since Geng brought him back, he has been living in the living room, nestled in the cat bed that Geng bought, and has never slept in her bedroom.
At this moment, as Song Shang watched the bedroom door approaching, the fox was completely flustered!
He's a fox!!
A fox-spirit sorcerer!
She's a fully grown fox-spirit sorceress!
It's not a kitten that's only a few months old!
Being raised like a kitten is one thing.
You're going to have to carry it to bed?!
Are you crazy?!
Song Shang struggled in terror, meowing in protest.
Geng Ying moved even faster, letting out an evil, cackling laugh, "The little kitten wants to sleep with its mom too, doesn't it?! Hahaha!!"
Song Shang: "..."
midnight.
Geng Ying lay flat on the bed, not daring to move. A tuft of white, furry stuff had grown on her neck, making gurgling, satisfied sounds from time to time.
Geng Ying smiled and closed her eyes with satisfaction.
*
A mental hospital, a single room.
A woman in a blue hospital gown stared blankly out the window, sitting quietly on the bed, occasionally twitching her body.
"Hehehe..." A low, hoarse, and strained voice echoed in the room.
The glass window on the door reflected a wrinkled face, full of melancholy.
"Sigh..." Mr. Fang, standing at the door with his hands behind his back, turned to the doctor beside him and asked, "When will her symptoms get better?"
The doctor looked down at the medical record, glancing at the name and photo on it—Fang Ling, a rising starlet.
He had also watched the drama in which Fang Ling played the junior sister.
"Not necessarily." The doctor closed the case file, his tone slightly heavy. "She seems to have suffered a great shock, and her brain nerves have developed a self-protective instinct. She looks no different from a normal person, but she will exhibit aggressive behavior, speak in a language that normal people cannot understand, and may also experience visual and auditory hallucinations."
Mr. Fang frowned deeply. "She was indeed frightened before, but it was only partial memory loss. Several days have passed since that incident. How could it still have an impact now?"
"It's hard to say. Maybe that incident left too much of a shadow on her, and subconsciously she's unwilling to engage with the real world, leading to mental abnormalities."
"By the way, is it convenient to ask her what happened that scared her like this? Perhaps knowing the reason will allow us to treat the problem effectively."
Mr. Fang's eyes darkened, and he glanced at the doctor with a gloomy expression. His tone was stiff. "It's inconvenient."
The doctor choked up, thinking that Fang's father was afraid he would leak the matter to the media for hype, and quickly explained, "I know that Ms. Fang's profession is special, and I am also a fan of Ms. Fang's drama, but at the same time I am also a doctor. First of all, I must abide by the professional ethics of a doctor and will never leak any information related to Ms. Fang's condition."
Mr. Fang's face darkened, and he avoided the topic, saying, "Let's treat it with medication first."
After saying that, he strode away, completely ignoring the helpless doctor behind him.
The doctor looked at Fang's father's somewhat distant back, his brow furrowed slightly, glanced at Fang Ling who was quiet in the ward, and sighed softly, "She really is an adopted daughter, she doesn't care about me at all."
Orthopedic ward.
Sitting by the hospital bed, looking at Fang Ming who was resting with his eyes closed, Fang's father sighed softly, "What a tragedy!"
Last night, when he returned to the Fang family villa, he saw Fang Ling with her clothes disheveled at the door and took her back with him.
As a result, Fang Ling went mad, constantly shouting that someone wanted to kill her, and ran around the villa.
Finally, he went to the servants' bathroom and smeared feces all over his face.
She said that by disguising herself in this way, no one would recognize her and no one would be able to kill her.
After several hours of commotion, he finally believed that Fang Ling had gone mad and sent her to a mental hospital that very night.
Fang Ming's injuries hadn't healed yet, and Fang Ling went mad again.
Mr. Fang was so worried that he had a few more gray hairs on his head.
The person on the bed slowly opened their eyes, met their father's cloudy eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Dad, what's wrong?"
"Fang Ming," Fang's father closed his eyes, "tell me the truth, did you know about the incident that caused Xiaoling's memory loss?"
"Dad, why are you suddenly asking this again?" Fang Ming's eyes darted around, and he stammered.
“Xiao Ling has gone mad.” Fang’s father stared coldly at Fang Ming, his tone calm, as if it were a premonition of madness. “Because of what happened before.”
"What!?" Fang Ming sat up abruptly, his face filled with disbelief. "How could this be!?"
He struggled to get out of bed. "Where is she now? I need to see her! It's impossible! Dad, you're lying to me!"
Mr. Fang frowned, noticing Fang Ming's red eyes, and forcefully pressed her back onto the bed. "She's in a mental hospital right now, hospitalized, and her condition is very bad. Don't go and make things worse."
Fang Ming gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling, his voice choked with sobs, "Dad...she..."
"Tell me first, what happened to her before?" Mr. Fang rubbed his temples. "Don't lie to me, you must know."
“Li Hu…” Fang Ming stared at the ground with hatred in his eyes, his tone gloomy, “Li Hu took her away before, and I don’t know exactly what happened.”
Mr. Fang's eyes widened in surprise. "Didn't you tell Li Hu to take Zhu Hao away? Why did he take Xiao Ling away instead?"
“Li Hu doesn’t listen to me that much,” Fang Ming said, his voice strained. “He insisted on taking Xiao Ling away, and I… I couldn’t stop him.”
Fang Ming pounded his forehead in frustration, sobbing softly, "It's all my fault...it's all my fault...if it weren't for me, Xiao Ling wouldn't be like this!"
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