Using ten condoms in one night will lead to Yu Xian Yu’s death, but the consequences are also serious.

At 2:30 in the morning, Su Ling developed a high fever.

He had a splitting headache, his whole body felt limp, tears kept rolling down his cheeks, his spirit was fragile, his breathing was rapid, his body was curled up, and he was crying loudly.

Rui Feng hugged him solemnly and patted his back soothingly.

"Ling...baby, wake up..."

Su Ling couldn't hear what he was saying. She leaned in his arms, rubbing her hot forehead against his, and called for help: "Lie Feng...Lie Feng...I have a headache..."

"I'm here, baby, I'm here." Lu Feng kissed his hair, let him lean on the soft pillow, took the warm water from the bedside table, and put it to his mouth, "Be good, drink some water."

Su Ling opened his mouth obediently, but drank too quickly and choked.

"Slow down." Lu Feng took the cup away, letting him slow down for a while, and then continued to feed him. After drinking a glass of water, Su Ling felt thirsty and a little more comfortable. She snuggled in his arms and whispered coquettishly.

"You're so annoying! I'm so disgusted!" He squeezed Lin Feng's shoulder. Not only did his muscles feel sore after the fever, but he also became confused. Unconsciously, he remembered that early morning more than three months ago.

My heart is filled with endless loneliness and solitude, and my soul seems to be shackled in a dark ocean. Tension, suffocation, panic, fear...all kinds of negative emotions erupt one by one. My nerves are like a taut string that will break with the slightest pluck, and my emotions collapse in an instant.

Tears flowed out like a spring, his voice became hoarse, his fingers pinched his acupoints tightly, and his nails almost dug into his flesh.

Lu Feng frowned and held him and comforted him. "It's okay, baby, I'm with you, don't cry."

"Wuwu..." Su Ling's eyes were blurred with tears. He vaguely knew that the person holding him was Lu Feng. He cried and complained, "I can't find you... I have a fever, I feel uncomfortable, you are not by my side, wuwuwu..."

Luo Feng's face was full of distress. He wrapped him in a blanket and held him in his arms like a child. "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore..." Su Ling hugged his neck, buried her face in his neck, and said sadly, "I have nothing...only you...but you don't want me anymore..."

"Yes, I always want it. I love you." Lu Feng whispered softly in his ear.

"You don't want me, and I don't want you either!" Su Ling couldn't control his emotional collapse. He was trapped in grief and unable to break free. It seemed as if Lu Feng was speaking from far away, and his words were vague and unreal.

"I want to divorce you. I don't want to hate you... Wuwu... I love you, I love you so much..." He lay softly in the man's arms and begged weakly, "Please don't alienate me, okay? Don't ignore me, okay?"

"Okay, I won't leave you and I won't ignore you." Lu Feng coaxed him like a child, and kissed him delicately on his sweaty face. "Let's go back to S City and go to the hospital, okay?"

When Su Ling heard the word "hospital", he shook his head violently, "No, I won't go to the hospital! No, I won't go to the hospital!"

"Okay, okay, I won't go to the hospital." Lu Feng agreed with him, operated the phone with one hand, and dialed Zhan Yang's number.

Zhan Yang was obviously still asleep. The phone rang more than ten times before he picked up the phone.

"Boss?"

"Su Ling has a fever. Book a flight to City S immediately and drive over to pick us up." Lu Feng gave the order calmly.

"Ah? Yes!" Zhan Yang suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up from the hotel bed, wiped his face, and looked for the earliest flight ticket.

When Su Ling heard clearly that Lu Feng wanted to buy a ticket to S City, she started to make a fuss and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Baby, don't move." Lu Feng put down his phone and held him down.

"Woo, I don't want to go anywhere!" Su Ling lay down capriciously, the quilt slipped down, revealing a back covered with kiss marks. Lu Feng's eyes darkened, his throat rolled, and he exerted his super self-control to pull the quilt back to cover the naked body covered with love marks.

She leaned gently against his side, brushed aside his sweaty hair, and kissed away the tears from his eyes. Her usually tough and indifferent face was now filled with worry.

Su Ling's nose was blocked and he had difficulty breathing. He was a little conscious and spoke hoarsely, "There's cold medicine... in the drawer..."

"I'll get it for you." Seeing that he had recovered, Lu Feng let out a breath, took out the medicine from the drawer of the bedside table, hesitated, put it back, turned around and saw Su Ling lying with his back to him. He got out of bed quietly, took out a box of medicine from the suitcase in the corner, took out a white pill, poured another cup of warm water, and went back to the bed to help him up.

"Here, take your medicine," he said softly.

Su Ling struggled to stand up, held the medicine in his mouth, and swallowed it with warm water.

After taking the medicine, he lay back on the bed, drowsy.

Lu Feng combed his hair with his fingers and massaged the acupuncture points on his head as if he was soothing a small animal.

After a while, the medicine took effect, Su Ling's body temperature dropped, his head pain was gone, and his nose was no longer blocked. He turned around and faced the man, hugging his waist.

"I just felt...very uncomfortable..." he said.

"Yeah, I know." Lu Feng adjusted him into a comfortable position and let him lie on him.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. I have a fever... I feel particularly depressed." Su Ling closed her eyes in peace as the man gently caressed her. "When I think about you not wanting me anymore, I feel so sad that I almost die."

"There won't be a next time, baby." Lu Feng promised, "I was wrong last time for not being with you."

Su Ling didn’t know if he listened or not, as he kept talking to himself, “I came to the countryside alone, I didn’t know anyone, and I lived in an empty house… I was scared and lonely on the first night, I hid in my bed and cried, it was so embarrassing. I woke up the next day in a strange place, feeling empty and lost, a future without you… It’s terrifying…”

Ever since he and Lu Feng fell in love in college, he firmly believed that they could be together forever and gave their love to each other without hesitation. He never expected that they would encounter setbacks in their life journey. If they couldn't get over it, they might end up parting ways.

That day, he stood at a fork in the road and had to make a difficult choice.

Ru Feng listened quietly with deep eyes. He held Su Ling's hand and intertwined their fingers.

Su Ling's complaints continued. Illness made people weak-willed. He was like a seagull struggling in a storm. He finally returned to the nest, snuggled in the arms of his lover, and sought comfort to his heart's content.

"The matter of the tea mountain has diverted my attention... I have to grow vegetables... and farm... raise puppies and cats... and slowly get used to the days without you... I will take care of myself..." His voice lowered, he muttered a few words, and fell silent.

Rui Feng rubbed his lips with his fingertips for a while. He looked down and saw that the young man in his arms had relaxed his brows and fell asleep.

An hour later, the cell phone on the bedside table vibrated twice and Rui Feng picked up the phone.

"Mr. Lu, I'm outside the courtyard now." Zhan Yang said respectfully.

"Wait for me a moment." Lu Feng said, hung up the phone, took Su Ling out of his arms, found clothes from the closet, and put them on him. He simply packed his luggage, wrapped Su Ling in a thin blanket, and carried him downstairs.

The cat and dog sleeping in their den in the living room were startled by the noise and ran to Lu Feng's feet in confusion. Lu Feng frowned, endured the discomfort, and carried Su Ling out of the door.

It was still a little chilly in the summer morning, and the sky was turning pale.

Zhan Yang was stunned when he saw Mr. Rui carrying Mr. Su out. He quickly opened the car door. The two little pets were wandering around the car. Zhan Yang asked cautiously, "Are they... following us too?"

Lu Feng put Su Ling in the back seat of the car and glanced coldly at the two little animals. "Send them back to the yard."

"But..." Zhan Yang hesitated. What would they do if no one was home?

Lu Feng said: "After sending us to the airport, you come back here."

"...Yes..." Zhan Yang said, "I asked Yun Zhuo to pick you up at the airport in City S."

"Yeah." Lu Feng put away his luggage, got into the car, and held the sleeping Su Ling in his arms.

S City - Lai's Private Hospital——

"You've gone too far!"

In the office of the director of psychiatry, a man in a white coat and glasses glared sternly at the seal on the sofa.

At six o'clock in the morning, when he should have been sleeping soundly, he received an emergency call from his boss and was summoned to the hospital to see a patient he had not seen for half a year.

"When he first had a fever and was admitted to the hospital, I told you not to stimulate his emotions. Excitement, sadness, depression, and anger can all cause him to become ill."

Rui Feng clasped his hands together and listened to the doctor's reprimand in silence.

Picking up the teacup on the table and taking two sips to moisten his throat, Ji Qing asked in a gentle tone, "Did you succeed in your research in Country L?"

Ru Feng came back to his senses. "Yeah."

Ji Qing tugged at his tie and relaxed. "Take him to Country L as soon as possible to cooperate with the treatment. This kind of gene-induced mental illness is more likely to cause problems the longer it is delayed. He is in the initial stage now and his condition is relatively stable. In a few years, if he develops schizophrenia, it will be troublesome."

"I know." Lu Feng stood up and walked out the door.

Ji Qing rubbed his temples with a headache, called him, and warned him again: "Remember, reduce the frequency and number of sex, and control your desire!"

Lu Feng lowered his eyes, turned the doorknob, and walked away with a cold face.

"Bang--"

The door was slammed shut and Ji Qing stared.

After a while, he gritted his teeth.

"Honest advice is hard to hear!"

Rui Feng left the psychiatric department and walked briskly to the VIP ward. After entering the room, he walked gently towards the bed.

Su Ling lay quietly under the snow-white quilt, sleeping soundly, with steady breathing and normal body temperature.

Ru Feng sat on a chair beside the bed, held his hand that was outside the quilt, bent down and kissed his fingers, his eyes red.

"I'm sorry, baby..." he whispered.

Su Ling woke up from his sleep and felt someone pecking at his fingers like a chicken pecking at rice. He fluttered his eyelashes, opened his eyes, and the white walls of the hospital came into view. He woke up instantly.

"Hmm?" He blinked and looked around the room. Is this the VIP ward of the Lei Private Hospital?

Having been hospitalized several times, he was very familiar with this ward.

"Are you awake?" Lu Fengsha asked hoarsely.

Su Ling turned around and looked at the man's haggard face and the stubble on his chin. He narrowed his peach blossom eyes and said in disdain, "Why don't you shave?"

Li Feng deliberately rubbed his chin against the white and tender back of his hand. "Help me shave when you wake up."

Su Ling pulled his hand back and shook it off: "No."

Lu Feng didn't care, he bent down and kissed his lips.

Su Ling raised her head and kissed him for a while. When their lips separated, her breathing became unstable.

"Do I have a fever again?" he asked.

I still remember being tossed and turned by Ru Feng at night, trying all kinds of positions. The last time I was so excited that I fainted.

I had a fever in the second half of the night. I have some impression of it, but I don’t remember it clearly. I seemed to lie in Lu Feng’s arms and cry for a long time?

It's so embarrassing that my husband made me faint and I had a fever and had to go to the hospital.

The author has something to say: This is a fictional world, Ling Bao’s illness is fictitious, don’t nitpick! ! ! !

It's like a genetically-induced mental illness that can't be stimulated. Yeah. That's roughly it. I'll explain it in detail later.

Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Rui. I was so depressed before.