Cheng Xi’s body seemed slim, but she practiced yoga whenever she was free, so she wasn’t all that weak. Since Lu Chenzhou was still ill, she actually managed to break free from his grasp.

She took two steps back and looked at him. Her eyes were so bright that it seemed like sparks of flame would come out of them at any moment; meanwhile, her lips had become red and swollen from his biting, and they looked just like ripe peaches that had been slightly pinched, which gave them an unusual charm of their own.

Lu Chenzhou’s fingers moved a little, and the IV drip was pulled taut against the back of his hand, sparking a jolt of pain. He regained his senses and found that the needle had been half pulled out. The medicine was now mixing with his red blood, and the resulting blend was slowly dripping down the side of the bed.

He decided to just rip the whole needle out, throw it to one side, and use his other hand to tightly press against the bleeding one.

When Cheng Xi...