How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH18

Chapter 18

“Ah Mo, are you Little Rabbit’s family?”

Ye Yumeng went straight to the point.

Seeing the earnest look on his face, Mo Yin hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. “I’m… the young master’s guard.”

He and Guangye had grown up by His Majesty’s side. Back when they would sneak out of the palace together, they used to call the then Crown Prince “young master.”

Bringing up that title again now, Mo Yin couldn’t help but feel a touch of nostalgia.

Unfortunately, those days would likely never return…

“I see.” Ye Yumeng continued, trying to keep the conversation going. “Then were you sent by Little Rabbit’s family?”

If he was really just a guard, then Director Lei’s respect—and caution—toward him must be because of Little Rabbit’s family background.

“Mm.” Mo Yin nodded.

It was indeed the Prince who had sent him.

“You must be very strong.”

Ye Yumeng recalled their first meeting in the activity room—Mo Yin had been full of killing intent then, clearly not just for show.

He could tell that Ah Mo had killed before.

Yet he didn’t seem vicious; instead, he gave off a calm, gentle air.

Ye Yumeng’s gaze fell on Mo Yin’s empty sleeve. After a moment’s hesitation, he asked, “Why don’t you get a prosthetic? The technology should be very advanced.”

In the original host’s memories, replacing damaged organs with mechanical or bionic prosthetics was widely accepted in the Xihe Federation.

“Is it because it’s too expensive?” he added.

Admittedly, the question was a bit abrupt. But Mo Yin glanced at Ye Yumeng’s injured leg—remembering the way he limped—and misunderstood his intent.

Shaking his head, he said, “For Xihe people, it’s indeed a good option. But for others, it requires careful consideration.”

“Why?” Ye Yumeng pressed curiously.

Looking into his clear eyes, Mo Yin finally explained, “If I install a prosthetic, my combat ability will be greatly reduced when I transform into my beast form.”

Beast form was not merely a change in appearance. In that state, warriors could fully draw on their bloodline power, unleashing strength far beyond their human form.

But current mechanical prosthetics could hardly withstand the force of high-level beast bloodlines.

As for bionic prosthetics, they were still external technology—not something grown from the body—so they could never truly integrate. Installing one would disrupt the integrity of the beast form.

For those with lower-level bloodlines, the effect might not be obvious. But for someone at Mo Yin’s level, the impact was significant.

Although he had been forced into a secondary role after his injury, Mo Yin had not completely given up…

With His Majesty and the Blade Squad gravely injured, he had to preserve as much strength as possible for whatever might come next.

After all, there were few people left around His Majesty whom he could truly trust.

Even without saying it outright, the loss of combat strength alone was enough for Ye Yumeng to understand.

“So that means not just limbs—even internal organs can’t be replaced casually.”

Limbs might be removable, but internal organs were a different matter.

The difference between human and animal physiology was too great—once replaced, one might be stuck in a single form.

Mo Yin nodded. “Only in life-or-death situations would someone make that choice.”

Ye Yumeng fell into thought.

Actually… this might be something he could solve.

Bone-Regrowth and Flesh-Renewal Technique.

With that spell and some medicinal support, severed limbs could regenerate. Even without medicine, it was possible—just slower.

But it required far more spiritual energy than the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, and greater control.

With his current cultivation, he couldn’t manage it yet.

And using such a technique wouldn’t be something he could hide—it would expose his abilities.

Could Ah Mo be trusted with that?

Ye Yumeng shook his head inwardly.

Definitely not. They had only met twice.

Better to observe longer and confirm his character first.

So he changed the subject.

“Will Little Rabbit go to the activity room today? I didn’t see it on his schedule.”

As soon as he said this, Mo Yin’s expression turned slightly strange, making Ye Yumeng uneasy.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Mo Yin shook his head. Every time he heard Ye Yumeng call His Majesty “Little Rabbit,” it took him a moment to process.

If Hu Naonao and the others heard this…

After a pause, he decided it was necessary to maintain His Majesty’s dignity.

“With the young master’s condition, he can’t go out frequently.”

Yesterday had been a farewell. Now that his condition had improved, unnecessary strain had to be avoided.

Ye Yumeng nodded. “So once he gets better, he can go again, right?”

Mo Yin frowned slightly, growing wary. “You want to go to the activity room?”

Caught, Ye Yumeng didn’t deny it.

“Uncle Chen is alone there—it must be hard to manage. And the cubs are all quite cute. I want to go back and check on them.”

Mo Yin studied him carefully.

Did Ye Yumeng really believe the patients were just cubs?

Experience told him there might be more to his intentions—but nothing he said could be faulted.

In the end, Mo Yin simply nodded. “If the young master improves, then yes.”

“As for staffing, the sanatorium will arrange something. You don’t need to worry.”

After all, there were six Xihe caregivers in total.

“Alright, that puts me at ease.”

Since he couldn’t return anytime soon, Ye Yumeng stopped pressing and went back to the bedside.

The charred little beast lay curled up, breathing faintly, occasionally letting out soft whimpers even in sleep.

Seeing signs of waking, Ye Yumeng gently placed his hand on its head again.

The Minor Rejuvenation Technique flowed once more.

After a morning’s recovery, his spiritual energy had partially returned.

Though slower than meditative recovery, the technique was continuous—it didn’t need to be completed in one go to have effect.

Of course, a full application would be stronger.

According to Ah Mo, once Little Rabbit stabilized, he could return to the activity room.

For now, his power was limited—he could only focus on this one patient.

He had to take it slow.

With Mo Yin watching and others possibly entering at any time, Ye Yumeng didn’t dare cultivate openly.

Interrupting cultivation could cause backlash—best not risk it.

It was past five in the afternoon when Lei Qi returned.

He had monitored the data remotely and knew Lu Nanzhou had spent most of the day in deep sleep.

“Being able to sleep is a good sign!”

It meant their approach was working.

The medical experts, who had been tense for days, finally relaxed a little.

Because of the improvement, Lei Qi was noticeably more pleasant toward Ye Yumeng.

“Little Ye, you’ll have to work a bit harder,” he said. “Move to the staff lounge on this floor for a few days.”

Ye Yumeng froze.

Was this a 24-hour standby arrangement?

That would leave him no time to cultivate—his recovery would slow.

And that would affect Little Rabbit’s treatment.

He didn’t want to agree, but didn’t know how to refuse.

‘Mo Yin.’

Hearing the voice in his mind, Mo Yin paused, glanced at the bed, then stood and stepped in.

“No need. I’ll stay here at night. He can come during the day.”

He looked at Ye Yumeng, his expression complicated.

It seemed this young caregiver really was special to His Majesty.

From now on, he would have to look after him when possible.

Turning to Lei Qi, he added, “Director Lei, you should join the rotation.”

Though polite, his tone allowed no refusal.

Lei Qi opened his mouth, then closed it.

Fine. With only a few reliable people, three was better than before.

“Alright. I’ll take shifts daily, though I can’t guarantee fixed hours.”

“No problem.”

Hearing this, Ye Yumeng finally relaxed.

His cultivation time was saved!

Ah Mo was really loyal.

Still… was he really just a guard? Even with Little Rabbit’s background, why would the director listen to him so readily?

Ye Yumeng was curious, but didn’t dare ask.

Soon, it was time to leave.

After using his last bit of energy on the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, Ye Yumeng quietly slipped out.

As Lei Qi had said, sleep was beneficial for Little Rabbit.

Watching him enter the elevator, Mo Yin turned back into the room.

On the bed, Lu Nanzhou slowly opened his eyes.

After a full day’s sleep, he felt refreshed. Combined with the earlier treatment, the pain was gone—for now.

It had been a long time since he felt this at ease.

“You said being around him feels comfortable,” Mo Yin asked. “Why not let him stay?”

That way, he could be there anytime.

After a pause, the mechanical voice finally spoke:

“He needs rest.”

Even though he expected it, Mo Yin was still surprised.

His Majesty… being considerate?

Was this something the Prince needed to know?

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