It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

Zhu Xi didn't believe it, or perhaps she didn't want to believe it. "Stop joking. This joke may be refreshing, but it's not funny."

How could Zhou Yinghuai be sick and hospitalized? He's as strong as an ox.

"I came downstairs just five minutes ago and saw it with my own eyes." Xiaoyue raised her right hand, ready to swear an oath.

Zhu Xi suddenly pressed him down, half-believing and half-doubting, she asked, "You've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"

"President Zhu, with your husband's devastatingly handsome face and noble demeanor, how many ordinary people can compare?" Xiaoyue was afraid she wouldn't believe her. "If I'm wrong, I'll treat you to a month's worth of meals at Imperial View Restaurant."

Now, Zhu Xi had no choice but to believe it.

Xiaoyue nodded and gestured towards the elevator, "Go ahead!"

Zhu Xi frowned, took two steps back, and turned to go upstairs.

It was late at night, and the elevator went directly to the special needs area.

The moment the door opened, the enveloping silence disturbed Zhu Xi's peace of mind.

She stepped out with one foot, just in time to meet the gaze of the nurse on duty.

After seeking progress, Zhu Xi even had fewer opportunities to come up and treat the veteran cadres.

The nurse was also surprised to see her.

"Dr. Zhu."

Zhu Xi hummed in agreement, her hands in the pockets of her white coat, her expression still somewhat unnatural.

"There are no neurosurgery patients upstairs today," the nurse said, turning to check the computer. "Did someone call you?"

"Then you..." The nurse glanced at the red time stamps in the corridor—it was the middle of the night—"Who are you coming to see?"

Zhu Xi smiled. "My husband."

The nurse understood, removed her hand from the mouse, and said, "Hmm."

Time stood still for a few seconds, and neither of them moved.

Zhu Xi swallowed hard. "His name is Zhou Yinghuai. Could you check which room he's in?"

She was in such a rush that she didn't have time to check anything before she came online.

It was only after stepping out of the elevator that I realized I was too anxious and flustered, to the point that I forgot the basic requirements of being a doctor.

Stay calm and composed.

Clearly, she was not calm or composed just now.

"Dr. Zhu, hospital policy states that visits are not allowed late at night."

Zhu Xi closed her eyes, then opened them again, her expression threatening, "Really? Have you seen the hospital version of 'The Ring'?"

The nurse smiled, swiped the mouse again, and asked very clearly, "So, may I ask, what's your spouse's name?"

"Zhou Yinghuai".

For some reason, Zhu Xi suddenly felt a surge of happiness just from saying the three words "Zhou Yinghuai".

It's something I've never experienced before—a 360-degree full-coverage feeling that's even more reassuring than overnight pants, bringing a sense of happiness.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, he's in room 7."

Zhu Xi nodded, and the next second she heard the nurse say with a mischievous smile, "Dr. Zhu, your husband is so good to you."

"What?"

He underwent a vasectomy.

With a loud bang, Zhu Xi's ears rang, and his heart surged with emotion.

Until she came into view of Zhou Yinghuai, who was preparing to go downstairs.

Their eyes met, and love was unspoken.

Zhu Xi was led to a spacious VIP ward, where a humidifier was on, filling the room with a pleasant fragrance.

There was no strong, pungent smell of disinfectant from the ward downstairs, nor the unpleasant odor of food, drink, and excretion mingling together in a multi-person ward.

He led Zhu Xi by the wrist, making her walk mechanically until she slowly sat down on the sofa.

"Zhou Yinghuai." She looked up, hooking her arm around Zhou Yinghuai's and refusing to let go.

Zhou Yinghuai, who was about to get her some water, smiled as he looked at their intertwined fingers. "I'll get you some water."

Zhu Xi's moist eyes stared straight at him, refusing to let go.

She just kept staring at him.

Zhou Yinghuai sighed silently, sat down next to her again, and pulled her into his arms.

Their eyes met, their breaths mingled.

Zhu Xi pressed her forehead against his neck. "Why?"

Zhou Yinghuai said in a deep voice, tilting his head to kiss her forehead, "You're allergic to rubber, so I can't keep taking birth control pills."

Zhu Xi was still in a daze when she said, "I can choose not to eat."

"I can't stand being a monk forever." Zhou Yinghuai kissed her again. "You gave me my first night. The master leads you in, but the cultivation is up to you."

"Sister Xi, I still need your cooperation in my cultivation."

Zhu Xi: "?"

Zhou Yinghuai added, "I've been performing solo for many years, and now I want to hear duets of melodies. Sometimes it's 'Prelude to Water Melody,' sometimes it's 'Watching the Clouds Rise.'"

It felt a little strange coming from Zhou Yinghuai.

But upon closer listening, it does seem to make some sense.

Zhu Xi's face felt hot, and then she belatedly realized something.

"You noticed?" Zhu Xi got up from his arms, meeting his gaze in confusion. "I didn't eat it in front of you."

Zhou Yinghuai cupped her face in his hands and chuckled indulgently, "Silly wife, have you forgotten how powerful and influential I am?"

Zhu Xi sniffed, thinking she had kept it a secret very well.

That particular condom is the one that causes the least allergic reaction on the entire market.

When men and women fall in love, desire is inevitable.

Zhu Xi loved that kind of unforgettable, overwhelming love, and also preferred to feel each other's presence on a deeper level.

She loved it when Zhou Yinghuai held her and lost control, and she also loved being taken to the Cloud Peak Secret Realm by Zhou Yinghuai time and time again.

She never hid her greedy desires, and when she wanted them, she boldly pursued love.

On this point alone, she cannot act independently.

Allergies can be a minor or major issue, but an allergy to condoms was a fatal flaw for her.

"Sister Xi." Zhou Yinghuai carefully kissed her eyes, keeping his grip on her back.

With a sob in her voice, Zhu Xi scolded playfully, "How did you find out? How annoying!"

Zhou Yinghuai kissed the tip of her nose again. "You really want to know?"

Zhu Xi nodded emphatically, influenced by his nonchalant attitude, and burst into laughter through her tears, punching him on the shoulder.

She hit him once, then, reluctant to let go, threw herself into his arms.

The two of them leaned onto the sofa, with Zhou Yinghuai's palm around her waist.

His warm breath fell on her fair, flushed neck.

Zhou Yinghuai turned to the side, allowing her to find a more comfortable position to press against him.

With a gentle, soothing voice and tender tone, she revealed the answer: "That night, when I was acting with you, I bought a few boxes from the convenience store."

Zhu Xi understood.

It turned out to be the case.

That night, things were already at the point of no return; both of them were burning with passion.

Even though he was so impatient, Zhou Yinghuai still asked her about the child in a gentlemanly manner.

He asked, "About the child..."

Zhu Xi's eyes were unfocused, and with her remaining consciousness, she spoke for her, "I don't want children."

"it is good."

Zhou Yinghuai tore open one of the ones he had bought; everything was ready.

Before she could lower herself, Zhu Xi spoke in a hoarse voice, "I don't need this, I don't like it."

He suddenly remembered Zhu Xi's words.

He went and changed it.

Endure the physical torment to the limit.

That night was such a wonderful experience that the two of them lost themselves in the moment, especially Zhou Yinghuai.

But after that day, he still discovered the problem, despite Zhu Xi's carefulness.

Zhu Xi, nestled in his arms, spoke in a muffled voice, wanting to know more.

Zhou Yinghuai tightened his arms around her, holding her firmly. "With such a handsome man in your arms, you still have the mind to listen to this?"

Zhu Xi rested her chin on his chest, indulging in his pleasant scent. "I'm not in the mood, I want to do something else. Can you get up?"

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."