Ye Mengfu instinctively wanted to say she was fine.
But then it occurred to her—
Lin Yu had once said that couples should be honest with each other.
Of course, she had no idea that the "honesty" Lin Yu meant was slightly different from what she imagined.
So,
in her naive sincerity, she revealed the truth:
"Last night... after my shower..."
"I didn’t close the window, so..."
"I’ll take medicine soon."
Getting her to string together this many sentences was already quite an achievement.
Though the content was sparse, she had a knack for summarizing—
cutting straight to the point. Excellent.
Lin Yu urgently spoke through the video call:
"Little Fufu, open your door and lie down on the bed. Wait for me—I’m coming right over."
Ye Mengfu: "I... I’m fine..."
"Beep—"
Before she could say more, Lin Yu swiftly dropped his command and hung up.
Ye Mengfu clutched her phone tightly, replaying Lin Yu’s anxious expression in her mind.
A wave of warmth surged in her chest.
In all her years,
no one her age had ever cared about her like this.
...
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The Saint’s concern and attentiveness toward his Dao Companion deeply moved her heart!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Before arriving at Little Fufu’s room, the system notification chimed first.
Lin Yu already had a plan for how to address her qi deficiency.
Knock knock knock.
He rapped lightly on the door and tried the handle.
Sure enough,
just as he expected, the door was already unlocked.
By now, Little Fufu had sat up from the bed and obediently risen to her feet.
Knowing Lin Yu was coming, lying down the whole time would’ve seemed disrespectful.
Lin Yu locked the door behind him and immediately approached Ye Mengfu.
Before she could utter a word,
he scooped her up by the legs and effortlessly carried her back to the bed, propping her gently against the headboard.
"Stay down. Who told you to get up?"
"Trying to tough it out while sick? Do you want to be bedridden for a week?"
As he spoke, Lin Yu pressed a hand to Little Fufu’s forehead,
then compared it to his own with meticulous care.
Only after confirming she wasn’t feverish did he finally lower his hand.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! His overprotective fussing deeply moved his Dao Companion’s heart!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
"I’m... really fine."
Ye Mengfu stole a glance at Lin Yu, biting her lip slightly.
Though her body still ached,
his actions filled her with an indescribable warmth.
The discomfort instantly eased by half.
Was this what it felt like to have someone care about you?
She’d never experienced it before.
How wonderful...
Just minutes ago, Ye Mengfu had felt utterly miserable.
Now, she found herself thinking that falling ill could actually be... kind of nice.
Noticing her expression,
Lin Yu pinched her nose teasingly and quipped:
"Little Fufu, what’s got you all smiley?"
"Stay put. I’ll get you water for your medicine."
Ye Mengfu hastily grabbed his arm.
"I... I have medicine."
"I’ll take it... after eating."
Naturally, she didn’t realize that the "medicine" Lin Yu meant was entirely different from what she had in mind.
Qi Condensation Pill!
Effective against both qi and blood deficiency, it harmonizes yin and yang imbalances. Warms the dantian in three breaths, circulates qi through the meridians in one ke (15 minutes).
Normally,
Lin Yu never fell ill.
Thanks to the system’s buffs, catching so much as a cold was nearly impossible.
The Qi Condensation Pill had been sitting idle in his system inventory, with no occasion to use it—until now.
Since Little Fufu’s symptoms stemmed from qi deficiency,
the pill was bound to help.
Even if it didn’t, it’d at least strengthen her constitution.
At the very least, it wouldn’t backfire.
Splash—
Ignoring her protests, Lin Yu poured a glass of water.
When he returned to the bedside,
a purple pill rested in his palm.
Modern medicine mostly came in tablets or capsules.
While pill-form drugs existed, they were typically reserved for specific conditions.
Presented so abruptly,
the pill left Ye Mengfu bewildered. She held it hesitantly.
"Should... should I take it?"
She peered at Lin Yu, seeking confirmation.
Lin Yu raised the water glass to her.
"Of course. It’s a special remedy—guaranteed to work."
"Unless... you think I’d poison you?"
The moment he said it,
Ye Mengfu popped the pill into her mouth,
refusing to let him entertain such absurd doubts.
After a few chews, she reached for the water to wash down the expected bitterness—
only to find the pill dissolving like sweet spring water.
No chaser needed. It was already gone.
Weren’t pills supposed to taste like rubbery, bitter gummies?
She’d taken them as a child. How could Lin Yu’s pill be so... pleasant?
Before she could ponder further,
Lin Yu was already tilting the glass to her lips.
When Ye Mengfu raised her hands to take it, he swatted them away,
insisting on feeding her himself.
As the warm water flowed down her throat, the Qi Condensation Pill took effect.
Almost instantly, her chills faded,
replaced by a radiating warmth that enveloped her body.
Ye Mengfu hastily kicked off a corner of the blanket,
afraid the sudden heat would make her sweat.
Before coming to her room,
Lin Yu had changed into pajamas. Spotting this tiny "opening,"
he shamelessly claimed a spot on her bed, settling beside her.
Little Fufu froze.
Her first instinct upon snapping out of it was to scoot aside,
making more room for him.
But this was... her bed!
A completely different feeling from their time at the hotel.
So early in the morning... could he be planning to...?
Even in her weakened state,
Ye Mengfu knew she wouldn’t refuse if he asked.
He’d rushed over the moment he heard she was sick,
even bringing her special medicine.
If Lin Yu had... other needs, she’d do her best to fulfill them.
After all... they were a couple now.
Wasn’t that how it should be?
...
(Note: Got home late today, so just two updates for now. Will try to add at least one more tomorrow, maybe two if possible. Grateful for any free "power stones" to support this humble author!)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
