How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH40

Chapter 40

Prompted by that little “push” from her husband, Yan Xueyun finally snapped back to her senses.

She frowned and glanced at Zhuo Qi. Seeing the innocent look on her husband’s face, she shot him a glare, but in the end, she said nothing.

At that moment, Zhuo Yuquan also chimed in. “If a transfer is needed, we can make the arrangements.”

As for whether Yan Jin’s condition was suitable for transfer… since Doctor Ye had spoken, then it was surely no problem.

After all, even a situation as dangerous as Xia Nanxue’s had been turned around by him!

“Alright. I’ll transfer.”

A hoarse, elderly voice rang out in the ward. It was Old Mr. Yan himself, making the decision.

So Yan Xueyun said nothing further.

And just like that, the matter was settled.

Zhuo Yuquan went off to make arrangements, while Xiang Hongfu finally came back to his senses. Rubbing his hands together, he came up to Ye Yumeng, wanting to invite him to discuss medical techniques.

Ye Yumeng’s knowledge of modern medicine all came from the original host’s memories and his onboarding training at the medical center, so there really wasn’t much he could discuss. But…

“I’d like to go take another look at Shan Hai. Is that alright?”

Ye Yumeng didn’t like leaving things half-finished. Since he was already here, he might as well check on him again and see whether there was anything else he could help with.

“Shan Hai? That patient infected by the Consciousness Devourer?” Xiang Hongfu hesitated, but in the end still nodded.

Although the patient was still in isolation, his condition had already improved. Theoretically, the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer should already have been eliminated. As long as proper protective procedures were followed, safety should still be guaranteed.

So, led by him, Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin arrived outside the room where Shan Hai was being kept.

Through the protective glass, they could see the scene inside. Shan Hai was lying weakly on the bed, but from the data it was clear that he had already recovered compared to before.

A robot controlled by Ning Huiyu walked over, its mechanical arm carrying two brand-new protective suits she had prepared according to Xiang Hongfu’s instructions.

“Doctor Ye.” She greeted Ye Yumeng.

Ye Yumeng nodded, but did not take the protective suit. Instead, his eyes turned grave as he stared through the glass at what was happening inside the room.

A glimmer of spiritual light flickered in his eyes as he used his aura-reading art to clearly see Shan Hai’s condition.

Ye Yumeng said slowly, “Did you really kill that Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer…”

But halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped, because—

Shan Hai, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes shut, suddenly turned his head and snapped his eyes open, bloodshot eyes locking fiercely onto Ye Yumeng!

The sudden change startled Ye Yumeng badly.

Before he could react, Shan Hai had already shut his eyes again, and the body that had slightly lifted sank back down.

Within Ye Yumeng’s vision, a mass of blood-red aura was rapidly shifting from Shan Hai’s head toward his face, finally becoming a black, sticky substance that oozed out through his nostril.

The black, sticky thing kept writhing, quickly condensing into a lump about the size of a fist.

Ye Yumeng blinked, and in that instant, the lump of sludge shot out soundlessly, slamming against the protective glass like a wad of mud splattered onto it.

The sticky fluid continued to spread and claw across the protective window, seeming desperate to get out from inside.

The scene made Ye Yumeng’s scalp crawl. He instinctively stepped back until he realized the protective glass really could block the black sludge, and only then did he breathe a little easier.

“Doctor Ye?”

Behind him, Xiang Hongfu’s puzzled voice sounded. “What just happened to Shan Hai? Did you notice something?”

Ye Yumeng froze, then seemed to realize something. He temporarily dispelled the aura-reading art, only to find that the bizarre sticky mass had disappeared from his sight.

So the strange thing was invisible? Only with the support of aura-reading could one see its true form!

So that was the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer?

Ye Yumeng frowned deeply. So it hadn’t been destroyed after all. It had merely hidden itself, tricking the East District doctors into thinking it had died and that Shan Hai was recovering?

Had it suddenly dropped the disguise because Ye Yumeng had seen through it again?

The look Shan Hai had given him just now had been full of rage and hatred, as though he wanted to tear him apart alive.

“Doctor Ye?” Xiang Hongfu pressed again.

Ye Yumeng could only explain, “That Consciousness Devourer isn’t dead yet…”

But halfway through, he fell silent again, because when he reapplied aura-reading, he discovered that the sticky mass that had been crawling across the protective glass was gone!

Ye Yumeng was suddenly alarmed.

Where had that thing gone? Had it already escaped?

Xiang Hongfu and Ning Huiyu were equally startled by his words. “You mean the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer is still inside Shan Hai’s body?”

That was impossible! If it were still there, then how could Shan Hai’s condition have improved?

And then Ye Yumeng said something that threw them into even greater panic:

“No. It just came out.”

Ye Yumeng himself felt his scalp tighten.

He was willing to heal and save people, but he also cherished his own life very much. There were very few people in this world for whom he would truly risk everything.

Still, Ye Yumeng calmed down very quickly.

Running was not the answer. This Consciousness Devourer was strange and dangerous, and openly hostile toward him. If he didn’t strike it down at the roots while he still could, there was no telling whether it would come after him later.

And right now, he was the only one who could see this extraterrestrial life-form.

He scanned the surroundings warily, then asked Xiang Hongfu, “Is this isolation room completely sealed? Are there any external channels or cracks that connect it to the outside?”

Xiang Hongfu immediately shook his head. “You can rest assured. This isolation room is at the highest safety level. The only exit is the door!”

They were fully aware of how dangerous the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer was, so naturally they did not dare relax their guard.

Even before, when they believed the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer was dead, East District had not immediately lifted the alarm, but had instead kept all related personnel isolated.

“Are you sure the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer really hasn’t been destroyed?” Ning Huiyu could not help asking. “When you say it came out, do you mean it came out of the patient’s body?”

“Yes. It shifted out of Shan Hai’s body and onto the protective window just now, and now it’s disappeared again.”

Ye Yumeng nodded. “How did you determine before that it was dead?”

“After we medicated Shan Hai, we found the corpse of an Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer in his vomit, and it matched the sample records pulled from the smart database.”

Ning Huiyu answered quickly, “And after that, Shan Hai’s vital signs clearly improved…”

Ye Yumeng thought for a moment. “What you found may not have been the complete Consciousness Devourer. It’s highly intelligent and extremely good at disguise.”

He then repeated exactly what he had seen.

Xiang Hongfu and Ning Huiyu were only half-convinced. After all, nobody actually knew what a living Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer looked like, but neither of them dared be careless.

There were too few Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer cases. They lacked practical experience dealing with this kind of extraterrestrial organism. If their earlier method had failed, then things had just become much more troublesome.

If an Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer could move around independently after leaving its host…

Xiang Hongfu immediately called out to the smart system: “Seal off all entrances and exits of this building immediately! Not even robots are allowed in or out!”

“Doctor Ye…”

Mo Yin hesitated as he spoke. His duty was to protect Ye Yumeng’s safety, and in a situation like this, the correct course of action should theoretically be emergency evacuation.

But Ye Yumeng raised a hand to stop him.

“It’s coming out.”

Ye Yumeng stared at the isolation room door, his expression grave.

Within his vision, from the extremely fine crack in the metal door—which should have been perfectly sealed—black sticky fluid was now slowly squeezing out.

The speed was very slow. It was obvious how difficult the squeezing process was for it.

Yet that patch of black was undeniably deepening.

If given enough time, it would definitely escape the isolation room!

Mo Yin, Xiang Hongfu, and the others all followed Ye Yumeng’s gaze, but they saw nothing. Ning Huiyu even used the robot’s laser scanner, yet found no trace of anything.

Still, Ye Yumeng’s serious expression kept them tense.

Mo Yin stepped forward to shield Ye Yumeng and released his mental power.

Xiang Hongfu quietly edged behind them a little.

“The Consciousness Devourer is escaping? Where is it?”

“It’s squeezing out through the crack in the door.” Cold sweat appeared on Ye Yumeng’s forehead as he asked in a low voice, “Do you still have the medicine that was used against the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer?”

“Yes, we do! I’ll go get it immediately!”

Ning Huiyu controlled the robot and rushed off to retrieve the medication.

Watching the blackness in the door crack deepen more and more, Ye Yumeng said again, “Could fire burn it to death?”

“The Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer isn’t afraid of high temperatures. Ordinary flames probably can’t kill it.” Xiang Hongfu looked at Mo Yin. “Colonel Mo, can your mental power trap it?”

Ye Yumeng blinked. Colonel Mo?

So Ah Mo was military? And apparently of quite high rank too!

Mo Yin: “…”

The situation was too urgent to dwell on Xiang Hongfu exposing his identity. He nodded and carefully extended his mental power.

His movements were cautious as he carefully used his mental power to touch the metal door.

Soon, he sensed the foreign object.

“There really is something there!” Mo Yin said in a low voice. “It…”

He suddenly stopped, his brows knitting tightly together.

“What is it?”

“It disappeared from my mental perception. I can’t sense it anymore.”

This organism called the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer had such terrifying camouflage ability that the instant it came into contact with him, it had escaped detection from his mental power!

Mo Yin had no choice but to ask Ye Yumeng, “Is it still on the door?”

“Yes, it’s still squeezing out.” Ye Yumeng nodded, then asked, “If someone is parasitized by an Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer, do they die immediately?”

“There are no known cases like that, but we can’t rule out the possibility.”

Xiang Hongfu said gravely, “There may simply be no records of cases where death was immediate. But if the medicine we currently have can’t kill it, then even being parasitized without dying right away is extremely troublesome.”

“You should put on the protective suits first,” Mo Yin reminded them.

“Yes, yes, Doctor Ye, hurry and put yours on!” Xiang Hongfu grabbed the protective suit Ning Huiyu had set aside. “You absolutely cannot let anything happen to you.”

He shook the suit open and directly helped pull it over Ye Yumeng.

No one knew whether the protective suit would actually work, but having it was better than not. And earlier, the Consciousness Devourer hadn’t tried to parasitize the staff, so presumably the protective suit did offer at least some protection.

But at that very moment, something unexpected happened.

The black sticky liquid that had been wriggling and squeezing its way out along the door suddenly stopped. The portion already outside the isolation room began to gather together into a single droplet the size of a fingernail.

The moment that droplet fully formed, it detached from the main mass.

The portion left behind inside the isolation room suddenly lost all vitality at once and fell to the floor with a wet slap, becoming a gray lump of dead matter.

And that detached droplet of slime shot straight toward Ye Yumeng and the others.

It passed silently through Mo Yin’s mental barrier without triggering the slightest reaction—because when the target could not be locked onto, even the most powerful mental force was as good as useless.

The target of this Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer was exactly the one being shielded behind the one-armed human—the one the humans called “Doctor Ye.”

He was so special. If it entered his body and “ate” him, its genes would be transformed, and its next generation would evolve even stronger abilities!

That protective suit could not possibly stop its invasion—

And yet, at that very moment, the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer suddenly froze in midair. No matter how desperately it tried to push forward, it was as if some invisible barrier had blocked it.

It immediately sensed danger and tried to retreat, only to discover that the force binding it had become even stronger.

It could no longer move forward, could not retreat, and could not even move at all!

Was that one-armed human really this powerful?

Mo Yin suddenly stiffened, then turned around in shock.

Within the range of his mental power, the foreign object that had previously vanished from his perception had reappeared. But what truly left him full of uncertainty was—

His Majesty?

He seemed to have sensed a fluctuation of His Majesty’s mental power?

That absurd thought flashed through his mind, but the next instant, Mo Yin focused and seized control of the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer.

Ye Yumeng had just finished putting on the protective suit. The moment he looked up and saw the black droplet writhing in midair under restraint, he first broke out in a cold sweat, then was overcome by delight.

His gaze fell behind Mo Yin.

The man’s light golden long curls floated softly beneath the hallway lights, a faint halo moving through the strands. His ice-green eyes were filled with cold brilliance, sharper than Ye Yumeng had ever seen them.

Lu Nanzhou’s gaze was fixed on the strange sticky mass.

As his eyes narrowed ever so slightly, the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer, which had still been stretching out tendrils and trying to break free, abruptly went still.

At that exact moment, Director Xiang Hongfu suddenly cried out, “Th-that’s the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer!”

Ye Yumeng removed the aura-reading art, and only then discovered that the extraterrestrial organism, so adept at disguise, had now revealed its true form.

Its body was gray, like a lump of jelly, and it no longer carried any life force.

Ye Yumeng’s gaze once again turned toward Lu Nanzhou behind Mo Yin. He had already withdrawn that terrifying aura from his body.

As if sensing Ye Yumeng’s eyes on him, the man turned his head slightly and gave him a look of reassurance.

For some reason, Ye Yumeng suddenly felt his ears heating up.

He hurriedly pulled his gaze back to Mo Yin and immediately settled the matter with a single sentence:

“Wow, it’s dead! Ah Mo, you’re amazing!”

Mo Yin, who had just turned around because of where Ye Yumeng had been looking, froze at those words. Then he looked at him blankly.

“Me? That wasn’t…”

At that moment, Ning Huiyu finally returned, having gone to retrieve the medicine.

When she saw the gray “jelly” on the floor, she couldn’t help exclaiming, “That’s the corpse of the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer! How did you force it out?”

“All thanks to Colonel Mo!” Xiang Hongfu said, his face shining with excitement.

Just as Lu Feiguang had said before, parasitic infection by a Consciousness Devourer was a major medical and public health incident. If it was mishandled even slightly, Xiang Hongfu could very well lose his position as director.

Now that they had finally dragged it out and properly dealt with it, he felt a genuine weight lifted off his chest.

If Doctor Ye hadn’t suggested coming back to check on Shan Hai, the whole hospital would still have been kept in the dark. If the Consciousness Devourer had escaped, it would definitely have led to a major disaster later!

The gratitude and relief in his gaze when he looked at Ye Yumeng were impossible to miss.

“Ning, hurry and use the instruments to collect it!” Xiang Hongfu pointed to the corpse of the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer.

“Yes, yes!”

They all rushed into action, and any explanation Mo Yin had wanted to make died in his throat.

Looking at the praise and certainty in Ye Yumeng’s eyes, he was almost starting to wonder whether he really had been the one who captured and killed the thing.

And yet… something still wasn’t right!

Mo Yin swept his mental power through the hallway, but he could no longer sense that familiar fluctuation of mental force.

But how could His Majesty possibly have appeared here?

He sent a message to Lei Qi and received a reply that His Majesty remained completely normal in the ward, which only deepened Mo Yin’s confusion.

If it hadn’t been His Majesty, then who was it that had appeared just now to kill the Consciousness Devourer?

Lu Nanzhou stood quietly to one side as though he had merely done something insignificant. Seeing that calm, understated manner, Ye Yumeng couldn’t help feeling both admiration and yearning.

If only he could have such terrifying strength too!

But then again…

Summoning spirits was his own ability, and he could still empower it with spiritual power. So wasn’t Lu Qi being stronger basically the same as him being stronger?

After all, if he ever ran into danger, there was no way Lu Qi would just stand by and do nothing—just like now.

Thinking of it that way, Ye Yumeng felt happy again.

But dealing with the Consciousness Devourer didn’t mean the work was over. Xiang Hongfu and the others still had to carry out further checks.

Although isolation procedures would still continue, with a “detector” as powerful as Doctor Ye, they no longer had to worry about overlooking anything and allowing another Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer to latch onto a patient.

Ye Yumeng didn’t refuse Xiang Hongfu’s request.

He first checked the building where Shan Hai had been kept, then went through all the people who had been in close contact with him.

Fortunately, aside from discovering one or two unnoticed health problems in a few people, there were no further traces of the Alpha-Type Consciousness Devourer.

Xiang Hongfu finally felt thoroughly relieved.

Of course, there were a few little side episodes during this process—like Shan Hai’s children, who had also been isolated as close contacts.

When they learned that their father was already out of danger, everyone except the eldest son, Shan Bowen, looked as if their parents had died.

Ye Yumeng treated all that wealthy-family intrigue as little more than spectacle, and quickly forgot about it. Meanwhile, the arrangements for Yan Jin’s transfer had already been completed.

“Then we’ll head back now,” Ye Yumeng said.

Xiang Hongfu walked him to the departure area with obvious reluctance. The hovercar transporting the patient was already waiting in the open space.

Yan Xueyun and her husband had also come out to stand by Yan Jin’s side.

But just as the medical staff were controlling the floating stretcher and preparing to move Yan Jin onto the vehicle, the old gentleman—who had been cooperative the entire time—suddenly lifted his skinny arm.

The floating stretcher stopped in place, and Ye Yumeng’s attention was immediately drawn over.

He watched as the old man refused his daughter’s support, rolled over, and sat up on the stretcher. Under the reflection of the blue sky, even his clouded eyes seemed to grow clearer.

After sitting up, the old man rested a moment, then slowly extended his legs to the ground and finally stood up steadily.

He adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, took two slow steps forward, and then, just as though his body could no longer hold out, pitched forward.

Ye Yumeng instinctively moved to catch him, only to see—

During the old man’s fall, his body underwent a dramatic transformation.

His frame slowly grew larger. The loose hospital gown was gradually stretched open, and by the time all four limbs touched the ground, he had become an old male lion with a mane.

Though aged, the lion’s mane was still full and thick, only now it had lost its shine and looked dry and dim.

Its eyes, slightly clouded, held endless weariness and time. One could still see the traces of its youthful bearing within them, along with a soul weathered by countless years and now nearing its fall into eternal night.

The old lion paced slowly across the open space, almost greedily drinking in the blue sky and white clouds, breathing in the fresh air.

Yan Xueyun stared at him, her expression drifting into a daze.

Her father had already spent three or four months receiving treatment at East Hospital, and the final stretch of his life had all been spent inside that sealed room, on that one hospital bed.

For a male lion so broad-minded by nature, one who loved freedom so deeply, that had surely been a kind of torment…

And now, finally outside again, feeling the wind, the sunlight, and the dew of nature, it was no wonder he looked this invigorated.

Under everyone’s gaze, the old lion quickly reined in his emotions.

He turned to look at Ye Yumeng. Those old eyes gazed at him silently for a long moment, then he slowly padded over to stand in front of him.

Though terribly old, he still had an imposing build, so that in comparison, Ye Yumeng looked even more slight and delicate.

Faced with such a huge lion standing before him, Ye Yumeng couldn’t help feeling nervous. The instincts honed from childhood made him want to turn around and run.

And yet, once the lion stopped in front of him, he slowly lowered his head toward him in a slight bow.

Ye Yumeng blinked, then, realizing what it meant, hesitantly reached out and placed his hand on the lion’s head.

This act, which was practically no different from stroking a tiger’s whiskers, made him both nervous and strangely thrilled.

And the giant lion—who, if standing, would still be taller than he was—obediently crouched in front of him. After Ye Yumeng touched his head, the old lion tilted slightly and rubbed his head once against Ye Yumeng’s palm.

Only then did he withdraw, turn, and make his way to the hovercar, leaping up on his own.

Yan Xueyun stared blankly at the scene before her. She had never imagined that her proud father would, in full view of everyone, lower his head in submission to a slight young man like Doctor Ye.

If this had happened back when her father was still the leader of the lion clan, it would have meant the entire lion clan would henceforth follow Doctor Ye and accept his command!

And even now, as a direct blood relative and witness to the scene, she herself would never again be able to go against this Doctor Ye in the future…

Still, when she thought of Doctor Ye’s extraordinary medical skills, Yan Xueyun suddenly felt relieved.

To be able to befriend such a healer was her blessing and good fortune. After all, no one could guarantee they themselves would never face grave illness or severe injury someday.

Yan Xueyun pulled her husband over with her and respectfully bowed to Ye Yumeng.

That left Ye Yumeng feeling somewhat at a loss.

Back in the cultivation world, he had truly never been treated like this…

Fortunately, after bowing, Yan Xueyun simply smiled gratefully at him and then turned to board her father’s vehicle.

“Then let’s go!”

Ye Yumeng let out a sigh of relief and climbed into the hovercar with Mo Yin.

“Doctor Ye, come to our East Hospital more often when you have time!”

Standing by the car window, Xiang Hongfu said with heartfelt reluctance, “Once the application I submitted gets approved, I’ll go to Royal Sanatorium and discuss medical techniques with you.”

Ye Yumeng waved back at him. As for discussing medical techniques… that could wait until later.

The two hovercars set off one after the other, heading slowly in the direction of Royal Sanatorium.

Above them, a small aircraft flew close behind, both escorting them and making it easier to bring Ye Yumeng back immediately if any emergency arose at Royal Sanatorium.

Standing beside Xiang Hongfu, Zhuo Yuquan watched them leave. Then suddenly something occurred to him, and his face changed.

Damn it! He had forgotten to ask Doctor Ye for his contact information!

He could only turn full of hope toward his own director. “Director Xiang, do you have Doctor Ye’s communicator number? Could you send it to me?”

Hearing that, Xiang Hongfu slowly turned to look at him.

The two of them stared at each other with wide eyes.

After a long silence, they both let out the same sorrowful sigh.

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