Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 124 Falling into her arms, claustrophobia

Fu Siyue's vision blurred, and everything in front of him was pitch black. He managed to hold onto a sliver of light with sheer willpower, but it was quickly swallowed up by the darkness.

Hearing Lin Feng's anxious shouts, Fu Siyue fainted.

Jiang Liwu quickly received the news because Lin Feng contacted her.

She rushed to the hospital.

As I entered the elevator, there was a woman with a slender, tall figure, seemingly born with the physique of a model. She was dressed very conservatively, but it couldn't hide her superior frame and pure, noble air. Her long, silvery-white hair was braided into a plait and hung down to one shoulder, making her look extremely gentle and serene.

Although she was wearing a mask, you could still tell at a glance that she was an unparalleled beauty.

Although she was standing in the corner, the delicate fragrance of lotus emanating from her body lingered and wafted into her nose. Normally, Jiang Liwu would have glanced at her more appreciatively, but now she had no interest in that at all. Her fingers were clicking the elevator buttons repeatedly, even though she knew it wouldn't speed up the elevator, she did it anyway.

She furrowed her brow, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes. Thinking of Lin Feng's words that Fu Siyue's illness was related to Song Jinwei, a hint of anger appeared on her face.

Lin Feng also said that Fu Siyue had never fainted when he was ill before. On the contrary, he was tormented so much that he could not sleep. He was forced to remain conscious for a long time and suffered extreme torture.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, and neither of them spoke. After all, they were strangers, so the space, which was neither too big nor too small, was unusually quiet.

Jiang Liwu could feel a scorching, intense gaze on her back. She didn't turn around and wasn't surprised, because too many people were staring at her like that.

As the elevator approached her floor, it suddenly shook violently. Jiang Liwu remained firmly in place; only her body swayed slightly, but her feet didn't slip at all.

However, the person standing in the corner fell towards her. Out of kindness, Jiang Liwu reached out to help the person up, since people who come to a hospital are either there to see a doctor or to see a patient.

To her surprise, the other person fell directly into her arms. This person looked thin but was actually not light at all, which is understandable given that he looked to be at least 1.88 meters tall.

Having seen her several grown-up children every day, Jiang Liwu was already familiar with their height.

"Are you alright?" At this distance, the fragrance of lotus blossoms emanating from the other person was even more intoxicating, their gentle and elegant aura extremely pleasant.

Jiang Liwu saw the other person in her arms shake her head slightly, looking somewhat weak. Her thick, feather-like eyelashes drooped down, fluttering like a butterfly about to take flight. She was supported by Jiang Liwu but did not get up immediately. Instead, she lay in Jiang Liwu's arms as if her legs were weak.

His posture at that moment and the feeling of needing protection made him seem shorter.

The elevator stopped, but the doors didn't open. Jiang Liwu had a bad feeling, and sure enough, the lights in the elevator went out the next second.

Jiang Liwu helped the other person steady themselves and then let go of their hand. She then tested the elevator buttons and the emergency call function, but none of them responded.

She had an urge to force her hand against the elevator door, but she dismissed the idea to avoid an accident, since the elevator was stopped at a height of more than ten floors, not to mention there was another person inside.

She took out her phone and turned it on. Fortunately, the phone had a signal. She immediately called Lin Feng and explained the situation. Lin Feng said he would call a professional to come and help her soon. All she had to do now was wait.

Fu Siyue is fine, but he hasn't woken up yet, while Song Jinwei is still undergoing examinations, and her condition seems more complicated.

After hanging up the phone and turning it off, Jiang Liwu crossed her arms and leaned quietly to one side, closing her eyes as if she were dozing.

Silence returned to the elevator, and the darkness amplified a range of senses.

So when she heard rapid, suppressed breathing beside her, Jiang Liwu opened her eyes instantly.

She looked toward the person in the corner and could see a blurry silhouette. At that moment, the person's breathing became even more violent and disordered, and one could clearly feel his suffocation and discomfort.

Jiang Liwu immediately turned on her phone's flashlight and moved closer. By the light, she could see that his forehead was covered in beads of sweat, and his delicate, handsome features were contorted in pain. "How are you? Where do you feel unwell?"

Yu Zaiyan remained silent as his tall, handsome figure slid to the ground against the elevator. He was panting heavily, his half-open eyes reddening, looking both beautiful and pitiful as he looked at Jiang Liwu with a sorrowful expression, clearly pleading for help.

Jiang Liwu squatted down and discovered that his eyes were actually violet. When she looked at his hair, she immediately realized that he might be an albinist.

The silver-white hair and purple eyes reminded Jiang Liwu of her fifth pet, Yu Zaiyan, who had this hair color since childhood and had a pair of purple gem-like eyes. However, it was not caused by any disease, but was simply his birth color.

Jiang Liwu's heart softened a little. When she touched the arm of the person in front of her, she found that he was trembling all over.

The more Jiang Liwu looked at his symptoms, the more familiar they seemed. "Is it claustrophobia?"

As expected, after she voiced her guess, the other person knelt down tightly and hugged her, their purple eyes showing fear and confusion, their pupils contracting rapidly.

Wu Zai also suffers from claustrophobia. Twenty years ago, after confirming that Yu Zaiyan's condition had improved, Jiang Liwu left with peace of mind. However, she thought that Fu Siyue and the others' symptoms had relapsed after she left, so she guessed that Yu Zaiyan's illness had not been cured.

Thinking of the claustrophobic pain he had endured over the past twenty years, Jiang Liwu couldn't help but feel worried when she looked at the person in front of her who also had the same condition.

She reached out and unbuttoned the man's coat one button at a time. As she unbuttoned it, the man, who had been curled up, opened up most of his body to make it easier for her to unbutton his clothes. However, the spread of his limbs made him feel insecure, and he shrank back against Jiang Liwu, trying his best to seek comfort.

He was wearing a high-necked top underneath, which was really hard to take off, so Jiang Liwu focused her attention on the mask he was wearing.

She patted his back first, then rubbed his arm to comfort him, "Don't be nervous. I have the lights on. It's not dark here. There is light. You're not trapped here; you've just been here a little longer than usual. Don't think about bad things. Try to clear your mind, or look at me and calm down slowly. Overbreathing can cause suffocation and poisoning. Listen to me, slowly adjust your breathing rate little by little. Don't be afraid; your heart rate will gradually stabilize. You're not alone now. I've already called someone to handle this. We'll be out soon. You'll be fine, so you must stay alert."