Chapter 14
Mo Yin looked at Lu Nanzhou in confusion, suspecting he had misheard.
His Majesty actually wanted to transfer Ye Yumeng over?
What was there about Ye Yumeng that he didn’t know, yet had caught the Emperor’s attention?
Could it be because of Ye Yumeng’s diagnosis? But that alone shouldn’t be enough to make His Majesty think so highly of him.
At that moment, Mo Yin suddenly recalled what the little fox and the others had told him—
the moment Ye Yumeng entered the Activity Room, he hugged His Majesty and cried.
It couldn’t be because of that, right?
Before the Emperor woke up, he had already carefully reviewed the surveillance footage. After entering the room, Ye Yumeng did go straight to His Majesty, but aside from picking him up, there had indeed been no other unusual behavior…
Mo Yin suppressed the absurd speculation in his heart and asked directly, “Your Majesty, may I know the reason?”
The reason…
The first thing that surfaced in Lu Nanzhou’s mind was those tear-filled eyes. Only after that did he recall the warmth that had made him feel so comfortable.
Especially when Ye Yumeng held him—when that warmth enveloped him completely… the searing pain throughout his body faded away. Only someone long tormented by illness could understand how precious that brief moment of peace was.
Lu Nanzhou could feel that his body had been nourished by that warmth, allowing him to fall into a deep sleep without realizing it.
This was something that had not happened in over a year.
He usually relied on medication to sleep, but the side effects only left him more fatigued and weakened.
But this time was different.
It was like someone who had wandered the desert for a long time finally receiving a drop of sweet dew—Lu Nanzhou wanted to try again.
Whether it was illusion or not, he had to find out!
He activated the machine.
“He is… somewhat special. When I’m near him… I feel comfortable.”
To be precise, it was when he was being held that he felt comfortable—but Lu Nanzhou found that too awkward to say aloud, so he phrased it differently.
The mechanical voice echoed calmly through the room, but Mo Yin’s thoughts were anything but calm.
This…
His Majesty’s words…
Why did they sound a little ambiguous?
He tried one last argument: “Ye Yumeng’s background has questionable points…”
But to Lu Nanzhou, that was trivial.
“The Xihe Federation and the Yaojin Empire share the same origin… If Yaojin citizens can give birth to pure human children, why can’t Xihe people produce children with beast-blood talent?”
That reasoning was sound, but…
This was probably the longest, most coherent sentence His Majesty had spoken since being injured—even when making his will, he hadn’t spoken so clearly…
“I understand.”
Mo Yin did not argue further. Over the past two days, he had already gone against His Majesty’s orders multiple times. Though it was for his sake, it was still something to avoid.
He was the Emperor’s most loyal subject. No matter what, he must stand firmly on His Majesty’s side.
“I will inform Director Lei. Caregiver Ye will report to Your Majesty’s ward tomorrow.”
Lu Nanzhou thought for a moment and gave a few additional instructions.
The more Mo Yin listened, the stranger his expression became—but in the end, he simply bowed and accepted.
When Lei Qi received Mo Yin’s notice, his brows immediately furrowed.
He had already been considering transferring Ye Yumeng out of the core inpatient department, and now he was being told to assign the boy to Lu Nanzhou’s ward?
It wasn’t that he had anything against Ye Yumeng, but there were indeed issues with him.
The project to recruit caregivers from the Xihe Federation had been his initiative—if anything went wrong, he would bear major responsibility!
“Colonel Mo Yin, this doesn’t comply with regulations,” Lei Qi said. “If anything happens to His Majesty…”
“I will remain by his side,” Mo Yin replied gently, though his tone allowed no refusal.
Lei Qi frowned even more.
“Why transfer him to His Majesty’s ward all of a sudden? There must be a reason.”
Mo Yin did not mention that this was Lu Nanzhou’s own request—
That, too, had been His Majesty’s instruction. He did not wish others to know it was his decision.
Though Mo Yin didn’t fully understand why, he found the arrangement agreeable.
By transferring Ye Yumeng through proper procedures, he could both fulfill the task and prevent Ye Yumeng from exploiting any special favor privately.
Facing Lei Qi’s question, he used the explanation he had prepared:
“His Majesty’s ward has never had a dedicated caregiver.”
At this, Lei Qi couldn’t help wiping his sweat.
As the strongest among the Yaojin royal bloodline, even in his weakened state, His Majesty was not someone ordinary staff could approach.
Over the past year, his mental force had grown increasingly unstable.
In the entire sanatorium, only Lei Qi could barely withstand it.
But as director, he had many responsibilities. Most of the time, only robot caregivers could approach Lu Nanzhou.
So there had never been a dedicated attendant.
Mo Yin wasn’t blaming him. He simply stated the fact, then continued:
“What do you think of Ye Yumeng’s performance today?”
Lei Qi paused.
“I believe you’ve seen the surveillance footage,” Mo Yin said. “His Majesty was there. So were Guangye and the others.”
“Ye Yumeng withstood the bloodline suppression and mental attacks of at least twenty individuals.”
And compared to the other five Xihe recruits, though they were stronger than Yaojin caregivers, they paled in comparison to Ye Yumeng.
“The AI’s assignment wasn’t wrong. He is qualified for the Activity Center.”
Mo Yin spoke seriously. “But I believe His Majesty needs him more.”
Why recruit human caregivers at all, when robot care was already highly advanced?
Because people need contact with real living beings.
Isolation from society easily leads to problems—let alone complete isolation.
Previously, Lei Qi had even suggested that Lu Nanzhou participate in a virtual combat arena, precisely because his emotional state had become dangerously suppressed.
If it continued, his mind might collapse before his body recovered.
That must be avoided.
“Transfer Ye Yumeng to His Majesty’s ward. Let him keep His Majesty company.”
What began as a persuasive argument suddenly seemed like a genuinely good idea to Mo Yin.
The Prince had asked him to stay by His Majesty’s side—but both of them were reserved and taciturn. Even with constant company, the ward remained oppressive and silent.
Since His Majesty seemed to like this young caregiver, why not give it a try?
Perhaps it would bring unexpected results.
District One, dormitory building.
After finishing his shower, Ye Yumeng slipped into his slippers, sat at his desk, and took out paper and pen.
He had bought them from the sanatorium supermarket after work.
Though he had a smart device, he still preferred writing by hand—it was safer from being discovered, unless someone entered his room.
Just that…
A 100-page notebook and two pens had cost him 30 Yaojin gold coins.
He glanced at his remaining balance: 801.
Although food, lodging, and transportation were covered, he had just learned that utilities required payment.
At least the public network was free.
Besides utilities, he also had to pay communication fees—but since his number was from the Xihe Federation, it was relatively cheap.
After calculating, he realized that over the next six months, he could only spend about 133.5 gold coins per month…
He inhaled sharply.
So poor!
Fortunately, he was used to hardship. As long as he didn’t starve, he could manage.
He opened the notebook and began writing.
His current goal was to pass the probation period and remain in the Royal Sanatorium, then find a way to treat the patients in the Activity Center.
That was the original host’s wish.
He paused, then crossed out “patients” and replaced it with “younglings.”
As for what came after…
He shook his head. No need to think that far ahead.
There were 35 younglings in the Activity Room today. They didn’t appear every day, and their schedules were irregular.
For now, he would mainly observe, only intervening when one was near death.
With his current spiritual power, he could only use the Minor Rejuvenation Technique twice a day.
Still too little…
He then recorded the ones he had encountered:
[1: Little rabbit]
Condition: extremely weak pulse, severe deficiency of qi and blood, severe burns…
[2: Sparrow (?)]
[3: White dog]
[4: Fox]
[5: Lion cat]
[6: Honey badger]
[7: Little bear]
After noting seven, he stopped.
These were the most critical cases—plants were excluded, since he had no idea how to treat them.
As for the “sparrow,” it had lost all its feathers and couldn’t even fly, so he could only guess.
He would observe them further and plan treatment accordingly.
Closing the notebook, he locked it in Wugang’s storage box, then sat down to cultivate.
Thinking of all the little lives waiting for his help, he felt full of motivation.
What he didn’t expect was—
Just as he had everything planned out, the next morning, before even leaving his room, he received a transfer notice.
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