Perhaps still unwell from his illness, Chi Yuzhou slipped easily into sleep upon returning to his apartment.

His dreams overflowed with fragrant delicacies—a scene he’d always craved.

In the dream, Chi Yuzhou happily filled his stomach, only to be suddenly trapped in a cage that plummeted from the sky, cutting him off from those foods forever.

He lost track of time in captivity until the faint chirping of cicadas gently pulled his thoughts back to reality.

A little past nine a.m., Chi Yuzhou sat up, his gaze blank as he stared out the window, then let out a slow, weary yawn.

As his mind cleared, the vivid dream images vanished completely within seconds.

That nap had been deeply satisfying.

But Chi Yuzhou didn’t dwell on the dream. He noticed something, reached into his bedside cabinet, and pulled out a small box.

From it, he took a battered blister pack of pills—only two green-and-white capsules remained.

Chi Yuzhou popped out both pills, then produced a pouch labeled “Breakfast Jelly,” swallowing them down with the drink.

Yet after finishing his breakfast, the sensation he’d noticed showed no sign of fading.

He flopped heavily back onto the bed, arm draped over his face.

“Ah… this Snow Maiden Clan stuff is such a hassle,” he muttered, his voice thick with conflicted emotions in the empty room.

Only when the physical reaction eased did he finally rise and head to the bathroom.

After a harsh, uncomfortable hot shower, Chi Yuzhou managed to naturally suppress that troublesome urge.

Once he bought the medicine, he could still earn money at the shop that afternoon.

Checking the time, Chi Yuzhou left his apartment, maintaining his schoolboy appearance, and walked quickly to a bus stop a few blocks away under the scorching sun.

Seeing no one at the stop, he quietly exhaled a puff of white mist.

Soon, he dropped two coins into the fare box, boarded the bus, and settled into an inconspicuous seat while silently tallying his remaining cash.

After rent and medicine, only bare-minimum living expenses were left.

Though store manager Heng Li had given him extra this month—calling it his tips—he could still treat himself to an extra bowl of fragrant ramen before work.

As the bus rolled on and scenery blurred past the window, a crowd suddenly boarded at one stop.

Half an hour later, Chi Yuzhou got off and strolled slowly down a busier street.

Everyone seemed preoccupied with their own lives, ignoring the gloomy boy by the roadside.

That was exactly the effect he wanted.

After turning two more corners, he finally reached his destination: a towering white building with bold red characters reading “Yinyun City Jinghe Hospital.”

Inside, the hospital sprawled wide, packed with people wandering in search of departments.

Chi Yuzhou headed straight for the elevator, rode to the third floor, walked to a corridor corner, and knocked on a door.

“Come in.”

Hearing the voice, Chi Yuzhou froze mid-step.

Weren’t his past visits always with that kind, easygoing old man? Had they changed doctors?

He checked the nameplate on the door—it still read “Wu.”

Pushing the door open with confusion, he spotted a woman in a white coat inside. She didn’t glance up, absorbed in a book on her desk.

Chi Yuzhou spoke first: “Where’s Doctor Wu who used to be here?”

“Retired.”

So it was true. Had the nameplate not been updated yet?

The woman finally looked up, studying the gloomy boy before her. “What brings you here? What’s your condition?”

“Just a prescription for my medicine,” Chi Yuzhou replied, ignoring her star-like beauty, and named the drug.

If old Doctor Wu were still here, he’d already be fetching the pills by now.

“Oh… you’re the boy Grandpa mentioned—the one who comes for medicine occasionally?”

“Grandpa?”

“Don’t worry. I know your situation.”

Wu Sui pulled a file from her desk, then eyed Chi Yuzhou with open curiosity.

The medicine he’d named had two uses: one to calm a racing heart, the other to suppress… excessive lust.

Reading his report, Wu Sui knew this unassuming boy fell into the latter category.

Hard to believe this plain-looking guy had such symptoms.

Meeting her fascinated gaze, Chi Yuzhou sighed inwardly.

That’s how the Snow Maiden Clan worked.

After experiencing intimacy once, desires only grew stronger with time. Without medicine to suppress them, that hunger would destroy him eventually.

Even with his Snow Maiden beauty, indulging would lead to endless craving.

Snow Maidens could normalize through pregnancy—but for Chi Yuzhou? He’d either work himself to death or be worked to death.

He just didn’t want his lower half ruling him, walking around all day with a constant bulge waiting to be satisfied. What was wrong with that?

Under Wu Sui’s faintly amused expression, Chi Yuzhou took the signed prescription and learned her name.

First day without the old doctor—he missed him already.

After collecting the pills from the pharmacy, Chi Yuzhou sighed again.

If that woman hadn’t taken his virginity, he wouldn’t be spending hard-earned cash on this.

Good news: the aftermath was controllable. This medicine suppressed urges without harming his body. Human ingenuity really was impressive.

Bad news: originally, one pill lasted a week. Now it took two.

Still manageable—the supply would last a month. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he could live normally in the human world!

Leaving the hospital, Chi Yuzhou couldn’t help recalling last night’s dream feast.

If… this medicine money went toward real food instead, how satisfying that would be.