Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Seeing Lin Ping open his eyes, Zhou Xiyin subconsciously withdrew her thin lips, her pretty face blushing.

She did hope Lin Ping would wake up, but she didn't want him to see this scene.

A woman is supposed to be reserved; how could she take the initiative to kiss a man, especially with Xia Yeran right beside her?

"get out!"

The two pointed at Xia Yeran and said in unison.

"Oh..." Xia Yeran realized she had become a third wheel and slunk away.

If he had known Zhou Xiyin was going to kiss Lin Ping, he should have covered his eyes with his hands, or at most peeked out through a crack. He shouldn't have been so open about watching.

Zhou Xiyin asked him to go out simply because she was shy, while Lin Ping asked him to go out because he was afraid he would catch the plague.

After several days of reproduction, the virus in the woodshed has reached a considerable number.

Zhou Xiyin has already been infected by the virus, so whether she gets out or not doesn't make much difference.

Lin Ping first lamented that Zhou Xiyin was a foolish woman who deliberately contracted the disease, which was tantamount to courting death.

But he had to thank her; it was her kiss that gave Lin Ping the will to live, and his antibodies surged, quickly eliminating the virus.

As a result, a large number of antibodies remained in his body, which could be used to treat Xia Linglong's disease.

Instead of immediately blaming Zhou Xiyin, he turned his left eye to its maximum and focused intently on the virus permeating the air.

With a deep breath, Lin Ping inhaled deeply, and a large amount of virus entered his body, where it was quickly eliminated by the antibodies.

Lin Ping took dozens of breaths around the woodshed. Most of the virus had been killed. Even if someone was lucky enough to survive, they wouldn't last more than a few hours.

He only needs to keep the woodshed under lockdown for another day, and the virus will naturally disappear.

"What a stupid woman! Don't you know this is an epidemic, a deadly disease?"

Lin Ping shook his head and accused.

“I know I’m causing you trouble again, but I don’t want you to face the epidemic alone. I want to stay with you.”

Zhou Xiyin said with a wronged expression, like a child who had made a mistake.

Seeing that she was about to burst into tears again, Lin Ping felt heartbroken.

His intention was not to blame Zhou Xiyin, but to teach her a lesson so that she would never take such a risk again.

Lin Ping opened the medicine box and took out a syringe made of bamboo tube.

The bamboo tube was just an outer casing; the core component was a rubber stopper, which was another invention of his after he discovered natural rubber.

Without hesitation, Lin Ping inserted the needle into the vein, pulled up the rubber stopper, and let the bright red blood flow into the bamboo tube.

Zhou Xiyin stared blankly at the bamboo tube, thankfully it was not transparent, otherwise she would definitely have stopped Lin Ping.

When the bamboo tube was half full of blood, Lin Ping pulled out the needle.

The antibodies contained within are sufficient to treat Zhou Xiyin's illness.

"Undress!"

Lin Ping said, seemingly puzzled, his words carrying a hint of domineering arrogance.

He's a professionally trained doctor, and he gave many injections during his internship. This is a statement that comes out of habit, without any emotional component.

Zhou Xiyin was startled. Thinking of how he had deliberately sent Xia Yeran away, her already flushed face turned completely red.

She was Lin Ping's wife, so it was only natural for her to be asked to do such a thing.

Is it really alright to stay in this woodshed?

She had also heard her nanny say that men like excitement, and it is very painful not to release their desires when they fill their minds immediately.

She slowly unbuckled her belt...

Before administering an intramuscular injection, the syringe needs to be vented. Lin Ping was focused on venting the syringe and didn't notice Zhou Xiyin's actions at all.

"I told you to take off your shirt, why are you taking off your...thing?"

Lin Ping said with a puzzled look on his face.

This is actually normal. Buttock injection is a type of intramuscular injection, so maybe Zhou Xiyin was thinking about getting a buttock injection.

Zhou Xiyin's ears turned bright red. Couldn't they have been a little quieter about such a private matter? What if Xia Yeran overheard them?

Anyway, she unbuttoned her clothes...

When she was about to take off her clothes after revealing her bodice, Lin Ping stopped her again.

"Just showing your shoulders is fine."

Lin Ping kept his eyes straight ahead, never staring at her chest. Even with her beautiful back right in front of him, he only glanced at it briefly.

To a doctor, even the most beautiful body is just a collection of individual parts.

Despite the fact that her shoulders were soft and smooth, Lin Ping only touched them ten times.

This is a normal level of disinfection.

Those bulging eyeballs weren't a lewd look, but rather the effect of focusing.

"This injection will hurt a little, just bear with it, it'll be over in a second," Lin Ping said before inserting the needle.

Zhou Xiyin pouted and remained silent, thinking to herself, "No wonder he didn't feel anything even though a beautiful woman was sleeping next to him every day. She's like a needle, and she can only prick him once."

She had to consider her happiness for the rest of her life.

Just as she was lost in thought, the needle pierced her shoulder.

Despite the pain, Zhou Xiyin cried out "Yingning!" This extremely tempting business almost made Lin Ping lose control, but Xia Yeran outside the door was startled.

"It's nice to be young."

Xia Yeran smacked her lips and kept sighing.

When Lin Ping pulled out the needle, Zhou Xiyin finally stopped screaming. Lin Ping, suppressing his inner rage, said, "Next time you give me a needle, could you please make a different scream?"

“Oh…” Zhou Xiyin blushed deeply.

Thinking of the scream she had just heard and the thoughts in her heart, she wished she could turn into a groundhog and dig a hole to crawl into, even if there was no crack in the ground.

"Can I put on my clothes now?" Zhou Xiyin asked, glancing sideways at Lin Ping.

"The acupuncture is over, so of course you can get dressed now," Lin Ping said seriously.

Zhou Xiyin stomped her feet in anger, gritting her teeth as she said, "No wonder Sister Yunying left you! You're such an idiot!"

After saying that, Zhou Xiyin stormed out.

"My wife had no choice but to leave me; she didn't do it on purpose. This silly woman is really inexplicable!"

Lin Ping muttered to himself, not understanding what was going on.

However, was Zhou Xiyin really wrong? Of course not.

Jiang Yunying gave him several chances, but he perfectly thwarted them all, which is why the two did not consummate their marriage before Jiang Lanfeng arrived.

Otherwise, Jiang Xiuwu would be more persistent, and Jiang Lanfeng would be less determined.

Instead of chasing after them, he calmed down and focused on restoring his health.

Xia Linglong's condition was much more serious than Zhou Xiyin's. She couldn't simply receive blood injections; instead, high-purity antibiotics had to be extracted from her blood, which was a complicated process.

"May I go in now?" Xia Yeran asked curiously as Zhou Xiyin angrily threw the object out.

He harbored a sense of disdain, and in just a few moments, it seemed to be on the rhythm of... a Super Boy competition.

"Please do as you please, Your Excellency. I hope you won't be pricked by his needles," Zhou Xiyin said as she ran.

Xia Yeran shivered and involuntarily clenched her thighs, feeling a chill in a certain area.

In that instant, he considered all sorts of possible scenarios, but fortunately, he could bear the consequences.

Only then did I muster my courage... and rush into the woodshed without waiting.