Dr. Su Insists on Giving Herself to Me

“A Yin, A Yin...” The man clutches the slightly cold hand tightly. His pallid face and bloodshot eyes are horrifying. The woman lying there looks serene, sleeping peacefully, undisturbed by the outside world. The man presses a tender kiss to her, a sickly smile on his handsome face as he murmurs with aching longing, “A Yin, don’t go. Stay with me, please. Everyone outside is looking for you, but I can’t let them find you. I’m the only one who can protect you. You can only be mine.”