After one night of indulgence, the abstinent tycoon kissed her every night with his hand on her hip.

"Mr. Ling, don't worry, this young lady is fine. Her fever will subside once this IV drip is finished. Here's some fever reducer, one tablet twice a day. If she gets a fever again, just give it to her on time."

"Eat a light diet, get plenty of rest, and observe your condition carefully these next two days."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jingyuan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

"Okay, I understand."

After seeing the private doctor off, Ling Jingyuan looked at the bags of his belongings that he had brought in. His eyes darkened slightly as he put the bags back in their original places.

Everything was put back in its original place in the bathroom, the wardrobe, and the drawers.

He glanced down at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

This woman is so resolute; is she really planning to cut ties with me completely?

She even returned all the T-shirts she had bought to him neatly.

Ling Jingyuan reached out and gently grasped Jiang Zhi's soft little hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. But these things were originally prepared for her, so they could only remain with her.

"Jiang Zhi".

Ling Jingyuan looked at the woman who had lost a lot of weight in just a few days and felt a pang of heartache in his eyes. When he was here, this woman still had some flesh on her face, how come she lost all the flesh in just a few days? She had ruined herself like this and didn't even know she was sick.

She still has the nerve to come to me for a clean break; she's really something!

Thinking of this, Ling Jingyuan felt both angry and heartbroken for Jiang Zhi.

Looking at the person he had been longing for day and night, Ling Jingyuan sighed softly and lowered his head to place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Jiang Zhi, you win."

"I lost, and I lost willingly."

Ling Jingyuan gently kissed Jiang Zhi's pale lips. Compared to the days without seeing her, he admitted defeat.

He's just a tool; he can be her tool for life, as long as she's willing!

Having figured all this out, Ling Jingyuan felt completely relaxed.

He glanced at the sleeping woman, quietly left the room, and went to the kitchen. He started cooking, making porridge and a side dish.

After finishing everything, he went into the bathroom to wash up.

Looking at the small but Jiang Zhi-filled bathroom, Ling Jingyuan felt a sense of satisfaction.

These past few days, the emptiness in his heart was almost instantly filled the moment he saw Jiang Zhi. Ling Jingyuan felt that he was terminally ill, suffering from a disease that only Jiang Zhi could cure.

She was his cure.

After taking a shower, Ling Jingyuan quickly returned to Jiang Zhi's bedroom.

After the IV drip was finished, he followed the doctor's instructions, removed the needle, gently pressed the injection site to make sure there was no more bleeding, and then released it.

He stepped forward and checked Jiang Zhi's temperature, finding it had finally returned to normal; her previously flushed face had now returned to normal.

Ling Jingyuan looked at the clothes next to Jiang Zhi and thought of how she had been sweating profusely when she had a high fever. After thinking for a moment, he went to the closet to find Jiang Zhi's pajamas and then turned around and went to the bathroom.

A moment later, he carried a basin of warm water and a towel into the bedroom. The only light in the room was a small, warm-colored lamp by the bed, which was dim and cozy.

Ling Jingyuan unbuttoned Jiang Zhi's clothes and began to wash her body with a devout and earnest expression, just like he would a baby.

Ling Jingyuan smiled slightly as he looked at his actions. He thought that if he and Jiang Zhi had a child in the future, he would definitely be a good father.

Thinking of this, Ling Jingyuan was slightly taken aback.

The child, his and Jiang Zhi's child?

Ling Jingyuan felt a surge of emotion, and he couldn't help but feel a longing. He seemed to really look forward to having a child with Jiang Zhi.

"Waaaa, Mommy..."

Suddenly, a low, murmuring sob came from the bed. Ling Jingyuan immediately looked at Jiang Zhi and saw that she seemed to be having a nightmare again. Tears instantly streamed down her fair face.

Seeing Jiang Zhi like this, Ling Jingyuan felt both tender and aching in his heart. He quickly washed Jiang Zhi, changed her into clean clothes, gently lay down beside her, and tenderly pulled her into his arms, patiently and softly coaxing her.

"Jiang Zhi, be good, I'm here."

"Sweetie, don't cry."

Ling Jingyuan gently patted Jiang Zhi's back while tenderly kissing away the tears on her face.

Ling Jingyuan's words seemed to have an effect, and Jiang Zhi, who was murmuring in her nightmares, gradually quieted down. Seeing this, Ling Jingyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief; seeing this woman cry made his heart ache terribly.

I wish I could cry for her.

"Jiang Zhi".

Ling Jingyuan pulled her closer to his chest, his hands gripping her waist so tightly he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

"I surrender."

"I'm willing to lose to you."

Ling Jingyuan kissed Jiang Zhi's lips, his voice low and deep: "A tool is fine, I'm happy to be your tool."

After saying that, Ling Jingyuan couldn't help but kiss Jiang Zhi's forehead, and then held the person in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

Ling Jingyuan didn't sleep well that night. He kept waking up to check if Jiang Zhi's temperature was normal. Fortunately, Jiang Zhi's fever subsided and she didn't have a fever again.

early morning.

Jiang Zhi slowly opened her eyes, her brain momentarily blank.

Was Ling Jingyuan here last night?

"woke up?"

Before Jiang Zhi could figure it out, she heard a voice that she knew all too well from beside her.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you?"

Jiang Zhi looked up slightly and saw Ling Jingyuan's still handsome face. The man's eyes were deep and filled with her reflection as he looked at her tenderly.

Ling Jingyuan, what is he doing in her bed?

Last night, last night?

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly, trying hard to recall what happened last night. It seemed that she asked the man to prepare to receive the package, but the man said he would come and get the package himself.

Then she opened the door and handed him the things, and then... then... she seemed to be pulled into the man's arms...

and then?

All she knew was that she felt extremely dizzy and weak all over last night, and was drowsy, which she guessed was due to a fever.

So, this man took care of her here all night?

Jiang Zhi looked gently at Ling Jingyuan with her beautiful eyes: "President Ling, you..."

"Jiang Zhi".

Ling Jingyuan interrupted Jiang Zhi in a deep voice, looking at her with a profound gaze.

"I am willing to be your tool."

"Whether you have Gu Shen in your heart or Zhang Shen, it doesn't matter to me. You can use me as a tool to forget either of them, it doesn't matter."

"I do."

"Jiang Zhi, no matter what, I'm willing."

Ling Jingyuan's words stunned Jiang Zhi. What was this man saying?

How could he, how could he...

"Ling..."

Ling Jingyuan frowned, lowered his head, and kissed Jiang Zhi's lips, swallowing all her words.

The kiss was passionate, scalding, and strangely familiar. Both of them were startled; their bodies had already responded to each other's touch.

Ling Jingyuan held the woman in his arms, his heart filled with contentment.

All of Jiang Zhi's words were swallowed up by the man, and it was only after a long time that Ling Jingyuan released Jiang Zhi's lips.

He gently kissed Jiang Zhi's forehead and said, "Go wash up and get ready for dinner."

After saying that, Ling Jingyuan got out of bed and left the room first.

Jiang Zhi's chest heaved violently from the kiss, and she lowered her eyes slightly, unsure how to face this man.

After dawdling through washing up, she arrived at the dining table. She glanced at Ling Jingyuan, whose face was natural and calm, and after thinking for a moment, she spoke softly.

"President Ling..."

"Well……"

Before Jiang Zhi could finish speaking, the man suddenly pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

"Jiang Zhi, if you dare call me President Ling again, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as just kissing you."

After the man finished speaking, he reluctantly released Jiang Zhi's lips and sat back in his seat. Jiang Zhi looked at Ling Jingyuan with a slightly flushed face and some annoyance.

"What, you haven't had enough kisses and want more?"

"Ling Jingyuan!"

Jiang Zhi couldn't help but glare at Ling Jingyuan with a mixture of anger and annoyance.

The man chuckled softly upon hearing this, and looking at the now somewhat lively Jiang Zhi, he smiled faintly and said, "Hmm, that's a good girl."

"It sounds best when you call my name."

"Just letting you know, starting today I'm officially moving into your home to take care of you personally!"