How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH12

Chapter 12

Mo Yin had never expected to see such a scene.

Guangye and the others thought His Majesty had passed the critical stage, but only he knew—the Emperor could fall into danger again at any moment!

From the time he left to when he returned, it hadn’t even been three minutes, yet something like this had already happened…

“You!”

He glared at Ye Yumeng, his left hand instinctively moving to his waist, gripping his sidearm.

If Ye Yumeng made even the slightest suspicious move, he would not hesitate to shoot him on the spot!

Having survived for years in the cultivation world, Ye Yumeng’s sensitivity to danger was extremely sharp.

He almost instantly sensed Mo Yin’s hostility.

That motion toward the weapon made his heart pound wildly—but he was still holding the little rabbit.

It was connected to several instruments. If he dodged, he might tear all the tubes out of its body.

Moreover, the rabbit was on the brink of death, and his Minor Rejuvenation Technique was not yet complete. Putting it down now would be equivalent to giving up its life.

Ye Yumeng didn’t want to give up.

“Wait!”

He spoke urgently, explaining at high speed, “Its breathing is very weak—I’m checking its condition!”

Mo Yin paused.

At the same time, his comrades sensed something was off and quickly sent messages through mental communication.

‘Ah Yin, calm down! The kid may be bold, but he hasn’t harmed His Majesty.’

‘We’ve all been watching—he didn’t do anything. Don’t act rashly!’

‘…’

In the end, Mo Yin did not take further action. Of course, it wasn’t only because of their persuasion, but also—

‘Mo Yin… stop…’

Lu Nanzhou’s voice sounded in his mind, confirming it was indeed a misunderstanding.

Once his heartbeat steadied, Mo Yin also realized something.

Why hadn’t the robot attendants raised an alarm?

Because medical staff outranked the robots. Unless safety regulations were violated, the robots would not intervene.

And in this Activity Room, Ye Yumeng’s actions did not break any rules.

After all, aside from His Majesty—who had insisted on coming—none of the patients allowed here were so fragile that they couldn’t even be held.

Mo Yin pressed his lips together, his deep black eyes fixed on Ye Yumeng.

Though still suspicious, he asked, “Have you finished your examination?”

Ye Yumeng paused, then said, “Mm, almost.”

As long as his spiritual energy hadn’t run out, the Minor Rejuvenation Technique would continue to work.

So he deliberately slowed his speech, buying time.

“What did you find?” Mo Yin asked.

The question felt familiar to Ye Yumeng. He quickly remembered the blue-haired man on the spaceship had asked him something similar.

Back then, he had brushed it off.

But this time was different—he couldn’t just muddle through.

After a moment of thought, he said slowly, “Its pulse is very weak. It would be best to give it something to replenish qi and nourish the blood.”

That was as far as he could go—he truly wasn’t a veterinarian.

Yet Mo Yin was somewhat surprised.

He didn’t fully understand “replenishing qi,” but “nourishing blood” was clear enough.

His Majesty’s vital blood essence had been burned away by the Mystic Flame, and even his ordinary blood levels were extremely low.

So yes—he was indeed deficient in blood.

The fact that this caregiver could determine that without instruments meant he had some real skill.

‘He was crying while holding His Majesty just now!’

‘Yeah, he’s got guts…’

‘Strange… he doesn’t seem to sense our mental pressure at all?’

Hearing his comrades chatter, Mo Yin’s heart skipped.

Crying… could it be that Ye Yumeng had already seen that His Majesty was near death?

“Thank you for your diagnosis. I misunderstood earlier—my apologies.”

Ye Yumeng shook his head. Feeling his spiritual energy depleted, he carefully placed the rabbit back on the bed.

His movements were gentle and cautious, easing some of Mo Yin’s suspicion.

Stepping aside, Ye Yumeng watched as Mo Yin checked on the rabbit—only to find that Lu Nanzhou, who had just spoken to him, was now unconscious again.

“It’s asleep,” Ye Yumeng said.

Mo Yin nodded, but still felt uneasy. He immediately contacted Lei Qi, asking him to come check on the Emperor.

Soon, several unfamiliar figures rushed in.

From their urgency, Ye Yumeng could easily sense how much importance they placed on that little rabbit.

As if it were a very important patient.

He blinked in confusion, feeling like he had missed some crucial piece of information.

In the cultivation world, even human life wasn’t valued much—let alone small animals.

Even in the original host’s memories, it was similar.

Though the Xihe Federation protected animals, human life always took priority.

And just now…

Ye Yumeng had no doubt—if he hadn’t explained in time, or had actually harmed the rabbit, that one-armed man would have shot him dead.

In the Yaojin Empire… or within this Royal Sanatorium…

Was there something he didn’t understand?

Otherwise, why would they care so much about these dying animals?

After the brief chaos, the rabbit was carried away.

Ye Yumeng followed to the door, quietly watching as the group disappeared down the corridor.

His spiritual power was too limited. The Minor Rejuvenation Technique could only extend the rabbit’s life slightly.

He could only hope it would hold on a little longer.

If it came back tomorrow, he could treat it again…

Shaking his head, he turned back into the room and began checking the other animals.

The original host’s wish had been to care for his assigned patients until discharge.

Even if his “patients” were no longer human, Ye Yumeng still intended to fulfill that promise.

Starting from the beds near the entrance, he approached the first one—a small fox.

Its injuries were similar to the rabbit’s—severe burns across its fur and skin.

In fact, the twelve surrounding beds all held animals with burn injuries.

How pitiful…

But why did he keep feeling that strange, “divine sense”-like observation?

Was the Royal Sanatorium monitoring trainees… or testing them?

Before he could figure it out, the metal door opened again.

The messy-haired middle-aged man walked in—it was his colleague, Chen Limin.

“Uncle Chen,” Ye Yumeng greeted politely.

Chen Limin looked him up and down. “I heard you’re from the Xihe Federation?”

Ye Yumeng nodded.

“Not bad,” Chen Limin said, patting his shoulder with a grin. “You may look thin and weak, but your resistance to mental pressure is surprisingly strong!”

“Mental power?”

Was he referring to that force similar to divine sense? So it actually came from this colleague?

Ye Yumeng pretended not to understand, putting on a confused expression. “You mean…”

“Hahaha, it’s normal you don’t get it,” Chen Limin laughed. “I know people from the Xihe Federation haven’t been exposed to our power system. Stay here longer and you’ll understand.”

Chen Limin had no intention of explaining further and continued talking on his own.

“This is great—finally someone to help me!”

He sighed. “You have no idea, I’ve been holding this place together by myself for over a month. I’m about to collapse!”

Of course, the Activity Center wasn’t meant to be staffed by just one person. But over the past six months, veteran employees had left due to retirement, injuries, and other reasons.

New recruits didn’t meet the requirements—because the patients here were many and complex.

Professional skill aside, the first requirement was compatibility with beast bloodlines.

But it wasn’t as simple as “higher is better.”

If a caregiver’s bloodline rank was too high, it would suppress certain patients.

If it was too low, high-ranking patients could suppress the caregiver instead—even without losing control.

So recruitment here had always been difficult.

Originally there were three fixed staff members, and only when things got too busy would they borrow people from other departments.

Now, only Chen Limin remained, constantly overwhelmed.

So when Lei Qi tried to scold him earlier for not being in the Activity Room, he confidently talked back.

Worst case, he’d just quit—let someone else take the job! In the end, Lei Qi even had to coax him.

Chen Limin looked Ye Yumeng over, increasingly satisfied.

“Come on, I’ll show you around!”

After checking the robot attendants and confirming everything was fine, he took Ye Yumeng outside for a tour.

“This entire floor is our work area.”

The Activity Room was mainly for gathering and chatting. There were also music rooms, virtual simulation rooms, gyms, and more.

Compared to the Activity Room, these spaces were used less often.

Because of staff shortages, patients had to queue to use them, and always needed their assigned caregiver present.

As for Activity Center caregivers—like Ye Yumeng—their main duties were supervising the Activity Room and maintaining equipment in the other rooms.

Passing the virtual simulation room, Ye Yumeng saw rows of large “eggs.”

They were silver-white, about a meter long, most of them lit up—clearly in use.

Two caregivers stood nearby watching over them.

Chen Limin greeted them and introduced Ye Yumeng.

“These are specially customized holographic pods,” Chen Limin explained. “Patients can lie inside all day without any strain.”

Some high-level wards had their own, but not many.

Those without access had to queue here if they wanted to enter the virtual network.

Ye Yumeng nodded, half-understanding.

But as he looked closer, something felt off.

Each pod was only about a meter long—wasn’t that too small for adults?

Or were they like spatial storage bags—small outside, vast inside?

Then, recalling what he had seen in the Activity Room, a ridiculous thought crossed his mind.

Could these pods… be for small animals?

“Next to the simulation room is the sunroom. Patients used to sunbathe there, but now that outdoor activities are available, it’s mostly unused.”

Chen Limin said casually, then led him back.

Back in the Activity Room.

It was quiet again. After the earlier disturbance, everything had returned to normal.

Chen Limin checked the monitors to ensure nothing had gone wrong in his absence, then turned to Ye Yumeng.

“If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask.”

Ye Yumeng hesitated, then asked softly, “Uncle Chen… these little ones… are they pets raised by the royal family?”

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