The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

After resting at home for two days, Xu Nian finally recovered a bit.

He changed into clean clothes and drove straight to the Sea Breeze Sanatorium.

When he stepped into this place again, he was already familiar with the place. He didn't even need the security guard at the entrance to lead the way, and he found the church where Dr. Leng Huaqiu was.

After hearing Xu Nian's description, even the usually aloof Dr. Leng Huaqiu couldn't hide her smile.

Her cheeks tightened slightly, clearly trying to suppress a laugh. Finally, she couldn't hold it in any longer, supporting her cheeks with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Dr. Leng, stop laughing." Xu Nian's face instantly flushed, her ear tips turning red, and her voice was extremely low, barely audible, "I'm not joking."

Leng Huaqiu cleared her throat, tried to sit up straight and remain calm, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up: "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I absolutely didn't laugh at you, really I didn't."

"But you clearly laughed, I heard it."

"No, you misheard." Leng Huaqiu frowned and said in a serious tone, "I'm professionally trained and I don't usually laugh unless I really can't help it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't hold back any longer. She slapped her thigh with one hand and covered her stomach with the other, laughing uncontrollably.

Xu Nian's face turned even redder, the redness spreading from her cheeks to her neck. She wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground, burying her head even lower, her ears burning.

The laughter lasted for a full two and a half minutes before Leng Huaqiu gradually calmed down. She wiped her eyes, wiped the smile off her face, and regained her professional expression.

"First of all, I must clarify that I am a psychologist, not a urologist."

She looked at Xu Nian and said seriously, "I can't help you with the treatment or regulation you've mentioned."

"I know." Xu Nian's eyes darted around, avoiding her gaze. She looked at the cross on the wall and the medical record on the corner of the table. "I just... don't know any other doctors in the nursing home. I'd like to ask you to recommend a specialist in this field."

"Well," Leng Huaqiu spread her hands, looking helpless, "I'm sorry, I don't know much about the other doctors' situations."

Hearing this, Xu Nian also looked dejected: "Alright then, I'll look again later."

He paused, then seemed to remember something and continued, "By the way, Little Flame seems to have inexhaustible energy every day. She's never tired and doesn't need to sleep. Should I intervene? Or should I just let her be like this?"

When her professional field was mentioned, Leng Huaqiu's expression became completely serious.

She said seriously, "We absolutely cannot let her do as she pleases. We must ensure she gets enough sleep and maintains a regular schedule every day in order to help her get out of her bipolar disorder as soon as possible."

She thought for a moment and continued, "You can try to help her relax, for example, by listening to soothing music with her, soaking her feet, or reading a book or flipping through a newspaper together to calm her down."

"If you really can't sleep, you can give him some sleeping pills. But..." Leng Huaqiu stood up, walked to Xu Nian's side, patted his shoulder meaningfully, and said with a hint of teasing, "When you're giving him the drugs, you have to protect yourself."

Xu Nian's ears instantly turned bright red, and her voice became barely audible as she stammered, "I...I understand."

"Speaking of which, Dr. Leng, you mentioned before that Little Flame's hyperactivity was due to some kind of hormone, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

Leng Huaqiu nodded, returned to her seat, and patiently explained.

"Patients in bipolar disorder experience hormonal imbalances. Elevated dopamine levels lead to excitement, talkativeness, impulsivity, and exceptionally high energy; melatonin imbalances cause insomnia and reduced sleep; and fluctuations in sex hormones can result in abnormally high libido."

"Are there any medications that can control her hormone levels?"

Xu Nian pressed for an answer, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

If Xu Xi's sexual desire could be controlled, even reduced by a little, it would make things much easier for him.

Leng Huaqiu remained silent for a moment.

"The medication I prescribed for her has already controlled some of her hormone secretion. But all medications have side effects, and the healthiest way is to try to meet her needs and let her hormone levels gradually return to normal."

Xu Nian's lips twitched, and she instantly understood.

Leng Huaqiu's meaning was very straightforward: he wanted him to satisfy Xu Xi as much as possible.

It seems that in the end, he will have to rely on his own physical conditioning to pull through.

"Thanks, Dr. Leng."

He stood up, picked up his coat draped over the back of the chair, and planned to leave first to try his luck at the traditional Chinese medicine department of the sanatorium.

"Wait a minute." Leng Huaqiu suddenly called out to him.

Xu Nian stopped and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"Although I don't know much about men's health, I think that starting with your own body won't be very effective."

Xu Nian was completely confused and frowned, asking, "What do you mean?"

Leng Huaqiu thought for a moment and tried to explain in simple terms: "Western medicine andrology mostly treats problems like erectile dysfunction; traditional Chinese medicine, on the other hand, regulates qi and blood to help people return to a normal level of health."

She looked Xu Nian up and down, a smile playing on her lips: "And you, being able to hold out against that little guy for so long and still stand properly in front of me, means you're not only normal, but even much stronger than the average person."

Xu Nian was stunned for a moment, then her lips twitched as she realized what she meant: "You mean, it's pointless for me to see an expert in this field?"

Leng Huaqiu suppressed a laugh and nodded vigorously. "To put it in video game terms, the boss's health bar is too thick. No matter how high the hero's attack power is, it's just scratching the boss."

Xu Nian felt as if she had been doused with cold water; her heart instantly sank. She gave a helpless, bitter laugh: "So, I'm out of options?"

"It's not like there's no way," Leng Huaqiu coughed lightly. "You can use some... external help."

"External force? What do you mean?"

Leng Huaqiu looked around to make sure no one was there before beckoning him over.

Xu Nian hesitated for a moment, then bent down and leaned closer. She heard her whisper two words in her ear: "Toy."

"Toys?" Xu Nian frowned, completely confused. "What toys?"

"It's just..." Leng Huaqiu's face instantly turned red, even her ears turned pink.

She was, after all, a woman, and it was understandable that she felt ashamed to say such things in front of a man.

She bit her lip, hesitated for two and a half minutes, and finally made up her mind. She got up, walked to the cabinet, and took down a sealed plastic box.

The box had no markings and looked very secure.

"This is..." Xu Nian reached out to open it, but Leng Huaqiu grabbed her hand.

"These are all for you. Take them home and look at them later." Leng Huaqiu's eyes darted away, not daring to look at him. Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and even her speech was somewhat unnatural.

Xu Nian scratched her head, her mind full of doubts, but still asked in a low voice, "Are these things really useful?"

"It will work, guaranteed to work," Leng Huaqiu assured, patting her chest. "I've used these myself, personally tested them and they work really well, the effects are amazing. I don't usually give them to just anyone."

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized what outrageous things she had said, and quickly covered her face and lay face down on the table, as if steam was about to rise from her head.

"Uh, thank you, Dr. Leng."

Although Xu Nian was very confused, seeing Leng Huaqiu's embarrassed and ashamed appearance, she knew not to ask any more questions.

He carried the box, thanked Dr. Leng, and left the sanatorium.