Leng Xi was put to sleep in a very special room, where the surface looked simple and elegant, but there were only a few pieces of furniture similar to medicine cabinets and a large bed.

  However, upon closer inspection, it can be discovered that behind the murals hung on the wall are hidden pipes leading from the outside in, which are the channels for oxygen supply.

  "Master..." Lou Shu stood behind Ling Han and called out weakly.

  Ling Han slightly turned his head as he sat on the edge of the cold creek bed: "Lou Shu, go boil a bowl of ginger soup, and wait for her to wake up to give it to her."

  "But? Young master, are you really going to settle her here? This is Dr. Shao's special place for you..."

  Lou Shu's words were cut off by Ling Han's raised hand: "Bring it in."

  Seeing his young master looking somewhat restless, Lou Shu could only silently sigh and leave with downcast eyes.

  Ling Han was taken to the US by his mother at the age of 11 for training, and whether it was business or martial arts, Ling's mother had extremely strict requirements for him, sometimes even being severe to the point where others couldn't understand.

  At 11 years old, Ling Han had not yet adapted, but was trained as a professional killer, day and night training, if he made a mistake, he would be punished by being exposed to the scorching sun, sometimes even until dehydration and hypoxia!

  That's why Ling Han's body has always been in a state of oxygen deficiency, and he needs to undergo regular oxygen therapy from time to time. For many years, Lou Shu has been taking good care of him, and no matter where Ling Han is, there will always be a dedicated doctor by his side.

  "Hmm... uh..." Her whole body was burning, and the heat seemed to be bursting out of her. Ling Creek felt very uncomfortable, and she slightly opened her mouth, letting out a faint moan.

  It was probably too hot, she was uncomfortably rubbing her legs and twisting her waist, the sourness and heat all over her body made her extremely uncomfortable.

  "Ah!" Leng Xi was dazed and confused, twisting her body, but accidentally kicked the wound on her left leg with one foot, even in a daze, she let out a loud cry of pain.

  That annoying woman is frowning again! Nothing but trouble!

  He was afraid of trouble, but this woman kept making trouble for him, which made him anxious and annoyed. However, seeing her so miserable and pitiful, he couldn't help but take care of her affairs despite himself!

  This woman must have been sent by heaven to annoy him! Forget it, before the great revenge, she still has value to be used, Ling Han gave himself a reason to control her.

  Thinking of his father who had passed away not long ago due to so-called accidental death, thinking of Lao Liu and the old man Cold Dragon still in the midst of the game's splendor, thinking of their hypocritical faces, Ling Han's deep and profound eyes flashed a chilling cold light, his entire body exuded killing intent, "I won't harm anyone who doesn't harm me, but if anyone dares to harm me, I'll show no mercy!"

  "Uh, water... water..."

  At this time, the cold creek on the bed cried out in a hoarse and weak voice, waking up Ling Han's thoughts. His eyes, filled with frost, returned to gaze at Cold Creek, and when he looked at her, there was a hint of softness and warmth added to his gaze.

  His eyes alternated between cold and hot, like the fusion of ice and fire, instantly drawing out a dazzling array of colors, flashing by in an instant, as if it were a colorful illusion.

  Leng Xi opened her drowsy eyes, just in time to see this scene. In the ink-black pupils, a strange light flashed, as if there was a whirlpool that could absorb nightmares!

  Leng Xi was startled, and her mind cleared up a lot. She seemed to have just had an illusion. She rubbed her eyes hastily. When she opened them again, it was indeed Ling Han's handsome face with a hint of coldness.

  Before she could react, an arm had already wrapped around her waist and pulled her up. "Drink." Ling Han let her lean against his chest, holding the water to her mouth.

  Leng Xi dazedly nodded her head and blinked, but she was really thirsty, so she didn't have time to think about anything else. She picked up the cup and gulped down the water.

  He took a deep breath and drank his fill, and it wasn't until then that Cold Creek felt comfortable enough to let out a sigh of relief.

  Ling Han directly put the cup on the bedside table and unexpectedly took off his shoes and got onto the bed.

  Leng Xi suddenly startled, conditioned reflexively covering her own chest: "You... you... what do you want to do?" She looked at him guardedly, her face flushing with shame and embarrassment, she hadn't forgotten how fiercely he had wanted her just now.

  This man! Once he gets going, he's not human at all. Normally, he's so refined and dignified, cold as ice, but once he takes off his clothes, reason is thrown to the wind, and he becomes a thoroughbred wolf! There's no room for negotiation!

  Don't think Cold Creek doesn't know.

  Leng Xi hugged herself in fear and slowly moved her body, her body was still not well, if she was ravished by him again with such wild and deep passion, she would die!

  Looking at Leng Xi's flustered appearance, Ling Han's thin lips, with a slightly cool temperature, curved up shallowly, with a hint of playfulness and a touch of evilness. This woman, her thoughts are getting more and more impure.

  If he wanted to take advantage of her, could she stop him with her weak and powerless appearance? Besides, isn't it too late for her to be on guard now? And who was the one who sneakily entered his room that night, yearning for him?

  His smile was elegant and handsome, but why did she feel so piercing? Leng Xi couldn't help but shiver.

  The next second, her body was scooped up by a powerful big hand.

  Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness came over her, and Leng Qing let out a cry of surprise. Before she could even process what was happening, he had pressed her down onto the bed, lying down beside her. The soft, large bed sank downward without mercy.

  "Stop it... stop it..." Leng Xi's mind couldn't keep up with his rhythm, she struggled lightly in his arms.

  But his hands tightened their grip even more, his long legs wrapped around her body, and a forceful movement trapped her legs between his.

  Suddenly, the force and his temperature, Leng Xi's mind flashed with white light, her whole body stiffened, her heart racing, her already red face now flushed from neck to forehead.

  What does he want to do after all?

  Being held by him like this, Leng Xi's evil thoughts rose up, her lower abdomen contracted, and a numb and tingling sensation spread throughout her body. Leng Xi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses, struggling and saying: "I don't want it, I'll die."

  Ling Han merely glanced at her from the top of his head, saying evilly: "What do you want? Don't want your legs anymore? Hmm, if you don't have legs, you'll indeed die."

  Leng Xi was taken aback for a moment, not understanding his meaning, and felt very uncomfortable being circled by him. She symbolically pushed him away.

  She moved, and his legs clamped down even tighter: "Don't move! You're responsible for the consequences if you do!" He lowered his chin onto her hair.

  Leng Xi was puzzled, and suddenly felt something hard and hot pressed against her leg.

  Uh... She immediately understood what it was, and her body stiffened, no longer daring to move.

  She felt much more at ease in his arms and soon fell into a deep sleep. By the time she woke up at dawn, her mind was clearer and her body didn't ache as much.

  "Stop dawdling, let's go! I'll send you back to the Leng's."

  Leng Xi had just changed her clothes when Ling Han's emotionless voice sounded behind her.

  She felt a chill, her heart racing: "Return to the Leng's residence? But Father will... he'll take me to the police station and talk about... that day's situation..." Leng Xi spoke somewhat incoherently, his clenched fists sweating.