The Soaked Hemostat

High-Risk Care

------ The beast he tamed with his own hands would one day sink its teeth into its master.

Gu Lin, a top psychiatrist, had a face full of compassion for all, but concealed the most depraved of obsessions...

He kept "special patients," using a velvet knife to lay open his prey's soul, then stitching it back together with the poison called "dependence."

His new prey, Qi Yu, was a heaven-sent sacrifice delivered to his door: gravely injured and amnesiac, violent and ferocious, like a tempered blade held to his throat.

"Sign it." Gu Lin nudged the agreement forward with his fingertip. The words in black and white bound Qi Yu with the shackle of being "exclusive."

"The outside world is full of vipers. I'm the only one who can be your den."

As Qi Yu trembled and signed his humiliating name, cold medicine had already seeped into the skin at the back of his neck.

Gu Lin's breath burned against his ear. "This mark is branded into your blood, little beast... For all eternity, you won't escape me."

But the creature he had tamed was no lamb...

When the innocence faded from Qi Yu's eyes and a violent, icy glint pierced through Gu Lin's hypocritical mask,

Gu Lin found himself locked to the treatment bed by the shackles he had made. The once-divine man swallowed hard,

watching the man's fingertips trace the restraint straps, as if measuring the perfect cage beneath him.

"Dr. Gu, it's time to change the rules of the game." Qi Yu pressed a knee between his legs,

his voice a blood-tinged sweetness. "You're the one who put a collar on me first..."

The metal clasp clinked crisply in his palm. "Now it's your turn to choose."

"Will you put a new chain on me with your own hands..." He leaned forward, and the tearing of the white coat rang out sharply,

"...or shall I tear you apart?"