Chapter 149 Treating the Illness

Han Yu said coldly, "You can't cook."

Meng Suizhi was silent for a moment. "..."

Ever since he started living with Han Yu, it had always been Han Yu who did the cooking. Meng Suizhi rarely entered the kitchen, and with his cooking skills, preparing a table full of dishes was clearly a stretch—especially the dishes in front of him, which had quite a bit of oil.

Obviously, they were bought from a restaurant.

A madman like Han Yu is the most cunning.

Meng Suizhi stopped pretending. "Are you eating or not?"

"Not eating."

Han Yu returned to the bedroom to rest.

Meng Suizhi: "..." All that waiting for nothing.

Meng Suizhi ate a couple of bites casually, then washed up and went to Han Yu's bedroom. Han Yu hadn't rested yet; the bedside lamp was on. When Meng Suizhi entered, Han Yu reached out and turned off the lamp. Actually, before... Han Yu didn't have a separate room in the Meng residence.

He didn't want to sleep in a separate room from Meng Suizhi.

It was only after Meng Suizhi brought Han Yu back from Dr. Liu that Han Yu got this separate room.

Clearly, Meng Suizhi wasn't willing.

But there was no other choice—Han Yu wanted to leave, so Meng Suizhi set aside a room...

In the darkness, Meng Suizhi looked at Han Yu. "Han Yu, there's nothing between me and Ning Congnan. Don't misunderstand."

"..."

No response came. Meng Suizhi stood at the door.

After standing for two minutes, tired, he simply closed the door and lay down next to Han Yu, without even a corner of the blanket.

Meng Suizhi took off his wire-rimmed glasses, turned over, and tugged at the blanket sideways. "Are you mad?"

"I'm not." Han Yu released his grip.

Meng Suizhi slipped under the covers and sighed with a headache.

Given Han Yu's temper, if Meng got too close to another alpha, Han Yu would definitely go crazy. Now that Han Yu let him into bed and under the covers, he probably wasn't really angry. And... why would Han Yu be angry? The current Han Yu didn't even like alphas.

It was good that Han Yu wasn't angry, but it wasn't necessarily a good thing.

Meng Suizhi fell asleep quickly.

Han Yu lay on his back, awake.

In the middle of the night, he reached out and felt for Meng Suizhi's phone. Meng Suizhi's phone password had never been changed, so it was easy to unlock. He looked through the chat logs with Ning Congnan—nothing other than work-related matters.

But there were so many work matters... an overwhelming number.

Han Yu installed a monitoring app on Meng Suizhi's phone.

...

Chen Su woke up the next morning and first sent Xiao Li to the airport; Xiao Li still had to go back to school. Uncle Lin drove them. As they neared the airport, Xiao Li took a gift out of his pocket—an 18-bead bracelet.

"Brother, stay safe and happy."

"Mm, take care at school. Let me know if you're short on money."

"Mm... Is my brother's illness any better?"

"Much better..." Chen Su had been taking his medication on time and had felt a lot better lately. The intense feeling of being abandoned rarely surged up anymore; it seldom happened.

Zhao Jinzong now demanded that Chen Su be by his side every morning when he woke up.

The feeling of being needed was much stronger than the feeling of being abandoned.

After seeing Xiao Li off, Chen Su returned to the Drug Supervision Bureau and discussed the wedding next month, which would be held at a solemn English manor, with Meng Suizhi and Ning Congnan.

Meng Suizhi offered his congratulations and said he would definitely attend. Chen Su added, "Help me invite Han Yu too."

Ning Congnan said he would come with Professor Ning.

Chen Su nodded. He didn't have many friends.

When he got off work in the evening, Zhao Jinzong sent him a message saying the meeting would be another half hour. Chen Su could go wait in the garage—Uncle Wen was already in the Drug Supervision Bureau's garage—or wait in the office a bit longer before going down.

Chen Su hummed in acknowledgment and went downstairs first.

Chen Su found the car. Uncle Wen rolled down the window and reached out to open the door for him, and Chen Su caught sight of a refined alpha in the front passenger seat.

Chen Su was puzzled. "And this is?"

The alpha greeted him with a smile. "Hello, Mr. Chen. I'm a doctor. My name is Wang, just call me Doctor Wang."

Chen Su frowned.

Uncle Wen said, "Doctor Wang was arranged by the General Administration."

Chen Su said nothing, got in, and sat down properly. When Zhao Jinzong's meeting ended, Chen Su received a call from Zhao Jinzong and told Uncle Wen they could drive.

Chen Su didn't have the habit of hanging up first, and the Enigma didn't hang up either.

Chen Su looked at the call that had yet to be ended and asked, "Is there something you want to say?"

Zhao Jinzong laughed. "No."

"Then... not hanging up?"

"Didn't you say to keep talking for ten minutes?"

"..." Chen Su laughed. "If you were in the capital, it wouldn't be necessary."

"It's fine." Zhao Jinzong still didn't hang up.

Chen Su listened to the sounds of footsteps, greetings, the packing of things, the elevator, the wind, the rain—every sound that was Zhao Jinzong. Solid and real.

Every word, every request Chen Su made, the Enigma remembered clearly.

After Zhao Jinzong got in the car, he handed his phone to the alpha.

Chen Su: "No, it's fine."

Zhao Jinzong: "Keep it with you."

It was raining outside the car. The car drove from the General Bureau to the Zhao family residence, and Zhao Jinzong closed the car curtain. When getting out, Chen Su held out the umbrella and took Enigma's hand.

His hydrophobia made him feel suffocated on rainy days.

Zhao Jinzong said softly, "It's okay."

Chen Su was still uneasy. It was only after entering the study that he relaxed. The study had good soundproofing, and with the curtains drawn, it felt better not seeing outside.

Doctor Wang also entered the study. The butler came in with three glasses of water.

Zhao Jinzong asked, "Do you need me to stay with you?"

Chen Su understood that Zhao Jinzong had arranged for Doctor Wang to treat his borderline personality disorder. He had overheard Zhao Jinzong on the phone with Tanzhou that day.

"No, you can go rest in the bedroom."

"Mm." Zhao Jinzong left the space to Chen Su.

Doctor Wang was very kind and asked in a gentle tone if Chen Su was familiar with this condition and if he had thought about its causes.

After Chen Su finished speaking, Doctor Wang offered him a different perspective and approach, gradually shifting his mindset and changing his extreme thoughts and beliefs—a process that couldn't be completed overnight.

After an hour,

Doctor Wang finished the session. "We'll meet once or twice a week from now on. I'll text you when I'm free. Just think of me as a friend to chat with."

"Mm."

Chen Su stood up and walked Doctor Wang out.

After Doctor Wang left, Zhao Jinzong was quietly waiting for him in the bedroom, holding a book on psychology.

Chen Su's phone rang—a message from Doctor Wang.

"Mr. Zhao—Mr. Chen's condition is better than I expected."

"Most patients only open up about their trauma after several sessions."

"I think he will cooperate well with the treatment."

Chen Su replied: "Of course."

Chen Su did not want to let Zhao Jinzong down.

And he would not let Zhao Jinzong down.