How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH54

Chapter 54

That vitality-filled energy was like long-awaited rain after a drought. It traveled from the tip of the vine straight through his entire body.

Thequeen of the night seedling’s few remaining shriveled, nearly withered leaves slowly unfurled, swaying gently in the sunlight and breeze, with even the faintest hint of green returning.

Yu Zhenchuan only felt light all over. It had been a very long time since he had felt this comfortable…

Ye Yumeng wasn’t sure whether the Nurturing Art would work, so he only used it briefly before stopping. Seeing the little sapling go still, he looked up at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu said in surprise, “He fell asleep.”

As Yu Zhenchuan sank into sleep, that terrifying spiritual pressure vanished, making both He Jun and Chen Yu breathe easier.

Ye Yumeng, however, found it very curious. Did plants need sleep too?

Then again, Yu Zhenchuan was still a true plant-being. Just like Director Lei could eat meat, eggs, and vegetables, he normally wasn’t much different from a human.

So if the little sapling slept, that was perfectly normal.

Ye Yumeng used qi-reading on Yu Zhenchuan again. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he nodded to himself.

Since it could make him fall asleep, it seemed the Nurturing Art could indeed be used on him, and it worked as it should.

Thinking this, Ye Yumeng carefully unwound the thin vine that had wrapped itself around his fingertip.

Even in deep sleep, the littlequeen of the night’s vine remained tightly coiled around his finger. As he loosened it, he could even feel it tightening instinctively.

By the time he had fully freed his finger, a red mark had already been left there.

Seeing this, He Jun could not help feeling ashamed.

Just now, he really shouldn’t have been intimidated by Blade Squad’s reputation and his respect for his idol, and failed to step forward to block the littlequeen of the night’s “attack”!

After Ye Yumeng said goodbye to Chen Yu, he turned around and found He Jun wearing a gloomy expression.

“What’s wrong?”

Then he heard He Jun say to him in deep self-reproach, “Doctor Ye, you were injured because of me. That was my failure in duty!”

Ye Yumeng: “…”

His fingertip had just been squeezed red. It hadn’t even bled!

Core Inpatient Division, top floor, Room 006.

When Ye Yumeng returned, Mo Yin had already left, and Lei Qi, who had come to relieve him, was sitting by the bed, apparently talking to the little rabbit.

“Director Lei, good morning.”

“M-morning.” Lei Qi froze for a moment, then turned and looked at him, his expression immediately growing complicated.

“Did something happen to the little rabbit?”

“No, nothing happened to him.”

What happened was the Xihe caregiver experiment yesterday. The performance of the five Xihe caregivers had all been disappointing.

Their resistance to spiritual pressure and bloodline suppression was indeed stronger than that of ordinary Yaojin caregivers, especially in resisting bloodline suppression. In that regard, they performed exceptionally well.

That might have something to do with the fact that their bodies now almost contained no beast blood.

From low-level beast blood all the way up to several top-tier beast-blood warriors, the pressure had been increased layer by layer, and in the end it was found that they could almost ignore bloodline suppression—

Of course, only almost.

When faced with high-level beast-blood suppression, they still had an extremely faint perception of it, especially all the caregivers except Gan Xiaoyang.

That sort of perception could roughly be categorized as “intuition.”

At the same time, this only applied in ordinary spiritual-pressure scenarios. It was similar to how Mo Jingyun, while in the activity room, could sense patients “looking” at her.

It caused some psychological pressure, but it could be overcome.

However, once a high-level beast-blood warrior simulated a spiritual rampage, that whole batch of Xihe caregivers collapsed.

Three experienced chest tightness and dry heaving, one fainted outright, and only Gan Xiaoyang was slightly stronger, though he still wasn’t unaffected.

The experiment had to be halted.

After a full round of examinations, they confirmed that there was nothing physically wrong with him—his condition was about the same as what ordinary Xihe people experienced when exposed to spiritual suppression—so he was sent back to rest.

Objectively speaking, the Xihe caregivers’ performance was far superior to that of ordinary Yaojin Empire caregivers. They were already capable of handling companion care in most situations.

But as soon as they were put beside Ye Yumeng for comparison, they really didn’t hold up.

That Caregiver Ye… no, now he was Doctor Ye. He had withstood the bloodline-and-spiritual double rampage of the ruler of Yaojin, the strongest being in the Empire!

With such a dazzling pearl and jade already on display, everyone else naturally seemed much duller.

Of course, because of Ye Yumeng’s outstanding performance, even though Elder Cheng and the others still didn’t really understand how his assisted-feeding technique worked, they no longer had any doubts about his promotion.

After all, His Majesty’s new attending team definitely needed a talent like him very badly.

For the Royal Sanatorium to make an exception and promote him to a specially recruited doctor in order to keep him was entirely reasonable.

When Lei Qi heard the medical titans express that view, he smiled along on the surface, but the moment he turned away, his face became as complicated as an overturned paint palette.

He really had no idea what the reaction would be once those medical titans learned the truth…

They were all respected senior figures who had made outstanding contributions to medicine. Lei Qi still didn’t want to see anything happen to them.

He could only hope this could be hidden for as long as possible.

Lei Qi had just been reporting all of this to His Majesty.

Judging from the preliminary experimental results, Ye Yumeng truly was very special, and that specialness might not even have anything to do with beast-blood atavism.

They had also come to realize afterward that, among the native beastfolk of interstellar civilization, no matter how powerful their beast blood was, it should have been impossible for them to resist His Majesty’s bloodline suppression.

That was divine beast blood!

And His Majesty was publicly recognized as the strongest among the imperial generations.

If Ye Yumeng’s case truly were beast-blood atavism, then the bloodline power he possessed would also have to be divine beast blood.

Among all the interstellar nations, that was practically unheard of. This possibility could almost be ruled out.

Of course, if all Ye Yumeng had done was withstand His Majesty’s bloodline rampage, that could still be explained, since the other Xihe caregivers had also shown excellent performance in that aspect.

But on that day, he had also held out against His Majesty’s terrifying spiritual power—so overwhelming it was beyond compare…

There had to be some other unknown peculiarity in him.

Lei Qi guessed it might have something to do with the inheritance behind his miraculous “medical arts”—though naturally, he had not exposed that during the discussion.

Several of the medical titans wanted to invite Ye Yumeng back for another round of experiments, and were even willing to come in person.

Lei Qi blocked every single one of them.

What a joke. Ye Yumeng was no longer just the Royal Sanatorium’s prized treasure. He carried the responsibility of treating His Majesty, and it could be said that he was tied to the fate of the Yaojin Empire and even the future of the entire interstellar world.

Lei Qi absolutely did not dare let anything happen to him.

As for Ye Yumeng himself, Lei Qi only reported the experimental results to His Majesty.

Just as Lei Qi had expected, His Majesty did not care about this matter at all, and was even pleased by how “sensible” the medical titans had been.

Lei Qi knew very well that no matter what secrets Ye Yumeng had, he was doing everything he could to treat His Majesty.

That being the case, Lei Qi became even more interested in his lifesaving talismans, his calming sachets, and that miraculous “medical art.”

So… could any of it be passed on?

Lei Qi was seriously considering the odds that, if he threw away all pride and begged, Doctor Ye might accept him as a student.

And at that moment, Ye Yumeng happened to return from outside.

Lei Qi opened his mouth several times, but in the end he still couldn’t bring himself to voice such a bold request.

Ye Yumeng had clearly seen through what he was thinking. After greeting him, he took out three calming sachets and handed them over.

Lei Qi accepted them blankly. “Doctor Ye, this is…?”

“You said before that you wanted priority purchasing rights for the calming sachets, didn’t you?” Ye Yumeng said. “I’ve thought it over.”

Lei Qi looked at him, unable to help feeling tense.

“I can sell you the calming sachets, and I can authorize you to conduct research, but you can only buy part of them.”

Priority purchase and exclusive agency rights were still different—Lu Qi had explained that to him.

“These three are the ones I currently have on hand and am prepared to sell. They’re the portion I can sell to you. Do you want them?”

Lei Qi nodded over and over. “Yes, yes! I want them all! How much do they cost?”

Ye Yumeng had no idea how to price them properly, so he smiled and said, “You decide.”

And now it was Director Lei’s turn to get a headache.

Ye Yumeng ignored that and walked to the bedside, greeted the little rabbit first, then took the lunchbox out of his bag.

“Your bag… seems heavier now?”

At that moment, the familiar mechanical voice sounded in the room.

Ye Yumeng couldn’t help being surprised.

The little rabbit noticed things way too carefully!

He nodded and took the disc-shaped mobility device out of his backpack. “A friend gave me this mobility device. Once it’s shrunk down and put in the bag, it has some weight to it.”

His face was full of smiles when he mentioned the gift. It was obvious he liked it a lot.

Seeing this, Lu Nanzhou felt reassured.

Mo Yin came in from outside, ready to switch shifts with Lei Qi. Hearing Ye Yumeng’s words, his gaze couldn’t help falling on the little rabbit’s perked-up ears.

“…”

His Majesty’s emotions were really getting far too easy to read.

“This mobility device is really convenient. You can fly around on it when you go out, much easier than calling a hover car…” As he said this, Ye Yumeng suddenly stopped.

The little rabbit had been lying in bed for nearly two years. Forget going out into the sanatorium—he probably rarely even left the room.

So he hurried to comfort him. “Once you get better, you’ll be able to go out and play every day. Then you can try it too!”

“All right.”

Lu Nanzhou answered, though his gaze rested thoughtfully on Ye Yumeng’s heavy backpack.

Ye Yumeng sat down by the bedside, checked the changes in the little rabbit’s physical data, then began feeding him spirit-rice porridge and helping him absorb it.

After using the Liver-Soothing, Spleen-Strengthening Art, he once again guided the crimson spiritual energy from the red-leaf lotus all over his body.

Today, Lu Nanzhou’s sensations were noticeably stronger.

The burning pain eased again, while the charred skin developed an itchy, numb sensation that was even harder to endure than the burning itself.

He bore it in silence, forcing himself not to make even the slightest sound.

“Little rabbit, are you all right?” Ye Yumeng seemed to notice that something was off.

Lu Nanzhou took a moment, then said, “Mm. Continue.”

He concentrated with all his might on the force in Ye Yumeng’s hands. If his body could undergo such obvious changes, then that substance had to be real.

He did indeed have a faint sense of it, and what he needed to do now was constantly strengthen that perception…

About an hour later, Ye Yumeng finally stopped, and by then the little rabbit was so exhausted that he had fallen asleep.

Ye Yumeng gave him a Minor Rejuvenation Technique, then refilled the shadow talisman placed beneath him.

After all that—combined with treating the little sparrow and thequeen of the night sapling—Ye Yumeng’s spiritual power had already been mostly drained.

With more and more patients, it was really becoming less and less enough.

Fortunately, the Yan family commission was already over, so he no longer needed to extend Elder Yan’s life. Otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have had any left at all.

Ye Yumeng mentioned the Yan family transfer contract to Mo Yin. After signing it with his own name, he quietly left and went into the room next door.

The moment he turned on Do Not Disturb mode, He Jun automatically stationed himself outside his door. Unless Ye Yumeng himself gave an order, not even Mo Yin would be able to get past him—

that was His Majesty’s personal command.

And that was the first time His Majesty had ever spoken directly to him! He Jun had already resolved to carry it out to the death. Right now his eyes were bright with vigilance as he scanned the surroundings, not daring to slack off for even a second.

Inside the room, Ye Yumeng had already finished off all the spiritual food he brought back and started cultivating to recover.

With the added support of the spirit food, his recovery speed was much faster. By the time he had fully restored his spiritual power, it was already almost noon.

Ye Yumeng left the room and headed for the elevator.

He didn’t hurry straight to the activity room. Instead, he first made a trip to the fifth floor and went to Shi Hanyu’s room.

Core Inpatient Division, Room 501.

Shi Yichun wasn’t there. Only the little lamb’s caregiver, Ji Jing, was sitting by the bed. She had a picture-book program open on her light brain and was reading a story to the lamb.

When she saw Ye Yumeng arrive, she couldn’t help looking puzzled.

“You’re the one from the other day…”

She remembered this beautiful young man. The last two times she’d seen him, he had still been wearing a caregiver’s uniform. So why was he wearing a doctor’s white coat today?

And how did he have permission to enter Shi Hanyu’s room? Had the little lamb been assigned to his care?

“Hello, I came to see Hanyu.”

Ye Yumeng didn’t explain the change in his position and instead looked toward the lamb on the bed.

Today she was wearing a pink-and-white nightdress with little red cherries decorating the ribbon at her waist. She looked soft, pink, and adorable.

“How is Hanyu today?” Ye Yumeng asked.

Seeing that Ye Yumeng’s expression had turned serious, Ji Jing put aside her surprise and answered hesitantly.

“Hanyu’s brainwave activity is higher than before, and her body has started reacting to the outside world. Last night she successfully connected to the voice device with her consciousness and even called out to her father once. It made him so happy.”

Ye Yumeng froze. He hadn’t expected it to work so quickly.

He glanced at the machine that showed the little lamb’s survival probability. Seeing that the number had clearly risen, he smiled. “That’s wonderful!”

It really did look like Hanyu was suffering from soul separation.

The inability of the soul to return to the physical body was the main symptom of soul-separation syndrome.

A patient might be like Hanyu, with the soul half-detached and half-not, unable to return and control the body, yet also unable to fully leave it.

Or the soul might leave the body entirely, which was already a much more serious state.

If a fully detached soul simply drifted near the body, that was still manageable. The worst case was when only part of the soul left, wandering in a dazed, scattered state. In that case, even if one wanted to treat it, one would first have to find the missing part.

Hanyu’s condition was still mild. Most of her soul was still in her body, and the detached part had not yet broken away completely, so treatment was still fairly simple.

The calming talisman was perfectly suited to this condition, so naturally its effect on her was so obvious.

Ye Yumeng couldn’t help feeling excited.

At this rate, maybe it wouldn’t take long before Hanyu was fully awake.

He looked around the room and asked curiously, “Then where’s Uncle Shi? Why isn’t he here today?”

At this time of day, Shi Yichun was usually in the room with his daughter. And now that Hanyu’s condition had improved, it should have been even less likely for him to leave.

“Oh, he took leave and went to the flower market today,” Ji Jing answered.

At once, Ye Yumeng’s eyes lit up.

Was Uncle Shi looking for spirit plants for him? Hanyu’s improvement must really have shaken him. He should be bringing back good news soon!

Cheerfully, Ye Yumeng sat down at the bedside, laid a hand on the little lamb’s fluffy head, and let Minor Rejuvenation flow out.

Ji Jing saw what he was doing. She had been about to grow wary, but after glancing at the white coat he was wearing, she still didn’t speak up to stop him.

This new Doctor Ye had permission to enter the room. Maybe Hanyu really was his patient.

And besides…

She clearly saw that the little lamb, who had been lying there completely still, actually moved her head unconsciously, as though rubbing it against Doctor Ye’s palm.

Since Ji Jing had begun looking after the lamb, she had never seen her make any movement like that!

It seemed Hanyu truly liked this Doctor Ye a lot.

Ye Yumeng hadn’t expected the little lamb to react like this either. It meant her control over her body was strengthening.

Feeling that soft little head against his palm, after finishing the technique, Ye Yumeng couldn’t resist sneaking in a few extra rubs.

So soft… so nice!

He smiled faintly, then finally withdrew his hand and lowered his head to check Hanyu’s calming sachet.

The calming talisman inside had been drawn using the Green Jade Brush. Sure enough, its duration was longer than the first batch’s. Even after two days, it still hadn’t lost effect.

“Then I’ll let you keep working. I won’t disturb you any longer.”

Once he confirmed that the calming sachet was still functioning, Ye Yumeng got up and said goodbye to Ji Jing.

Ji Jing watched him leave. Thinking back on the white doctor’s coat on his back, she still found it unbelievable. Could someone really be promoted to doctor that quickly?

After hesitating for a moment, she couldn’t help opening the medical staff group chat.

Sure enough, among the group members’ title labels, she saw that Ye Yumeng’s prefix had already changed from “caregiver” to “junior doctor.”

When had it changed? She hadn’t even noticed before!

Ji Jing immediately opened the smaller group chat from their last team-building outing and posted the startling news there.

Ji Jing: [image]
Ji Jing: When did this change? I’m so surprised.

Soon someone popped up.

Chen Yu: Ah, is that Doctor Ye? I saw him this morning too, practicing boxing in the open area. He looked so cool!
Chen Yu: By the way, how old is he? He looks really young.

GanGanGan Xiaoyang: Yezi’s 24, I think.
Chen Yu: ??? A minor!
GanGanGan Xiaoyang: In the Xihe Federation, 18 is already adulthood!
Chang Yingyin: Oh, Doctor Ye is from the Xihe Federation… didn’t you just arrive a month ago?
GanGanGan Xiaoyang: Yep.

Chen Yu: …
Ji Jing: …
Feng Yuheng: …
Miao Kerui: …

The small group instantly filled with ellipses, rapidly flooding the screen.

At long last, everyone realized a remarkable fact—

the Royal Sanatorium, no, all of Medical Planet, had produced the youngest doctor since the planet’s founding!

And he had only needed one month to make the leap from caregiver to doctor!

Amid all the message flooding, one discordant line appeared.

Gao Hui: Impossible! There has to be some mistake!

But his message was far too inconspicuous. Hardly anyone paid attention, and it was quickly drowned out by the flood of discussion in the medical staff group.

No one noticed it. No one cared.

Core Inpatient Division, Activity Room.

That morning, as usual, the patients gradually arrived one by one, and then they quickly noticed something—

Chen Limin seemed to be in a very good mood today. Not only was he chatting and laughing with them, he was even humming songs whenever he had a moment. It was practically unprecedented.

‘What’s up with Old Chen?’
‘No idea, but he’s been super happy all morning.’
‘Did something good happen?’

The little animals began discussing it. Since Bai Shuo had only bragged about things within Blade Squad’s “group chat,” only a small number of patients in the activity room knew the inside story.

As for inside Blade Squad itself, they had already split into three camps.

One camp wanted meat so badly they were practically losing their minds. Their impression of Ye Yumeng was pretty good, and they had already proactively signed up with Chen Limin and their attending doctors.

They had been looking forward to it since yesterday, and after arriving in the activity room this morning, they had been staring at the time, waiting anxiously.

Another camp was still watching from the sidelines. They half-believed and half-doubted what the little snow ferret had said. Since they didn’t want to gamble with their own bodies, they were holding back their craving for meat and continuing to observe.

The last camp was still brooding over being called “pets,” represented mainly by the honey badger and the hot-temperedqueen of the night.

Still, since every day here was so boring, having something new happen turned this matter into the hottest topic of discussion.

Before long, in the middle of all the chatter, Zhang Zhuyu the flower-silver mouse let something slip, and the non-Blade Squad patients learned the news too.

‘What? We can eat meat now? Is that real?’
‘Me, me, me! I want meat!’
‘I want braised pork ribs, charcoal-roasted lamb leg, fried chicken wings, beef hotpot…’
‘I want cola too!’

For a moment, the spiritual energy in the activity room became especially lively. The moment the topic turned to food, the atmosphere grew even more animated.

But as the conversation continued, Blade Squad’s members started to realize something felt off.

‘Where’s Yu Zhenchuan? Why haven’t we seen that guy?’
‘Normally after he goes out to sun himself, he comes straight to the activity room. Why hasn’t he shown up today?’

Guang Ye, the Peacock King, who was lying by the window in the sunlight, opened his eyes at that and swept his gaze around the room. Sure enough, he didn’t see the little sapling.

He frowned slightly and extended his spiritual power outward, asking Chen Limin directly.

Chen Limin, who had been humming a tune, turned his head and answered, “Little Tyrant went back to his room. According to Caregiver Chen, he fell asleep.”

Asleep?

Guang Ye’s brows didn’t relax. ‘Nothing happened to him?’

“He’s perfectly fine. You don’t need to worry.”

Chen Limin waved a hand. Seeing that Guang Ye didn’t withdraw, and knowing how protective he was, Chen Limin had no choice but to call Chen Yu.

Soon, Yu Zhenchuan’s room appeared in the video feed.

The room was very distinctive, decorated almost like a botanical garden. Aside from the walkway, the floor was all treated soil, planted with various greenery.

Thequeen of the night, however, was not planted directly in the soil but had been moved into a larger container.

Its roots were spread out, and the instruments attached to the trunk displayed data that looked fairly stable.

“See? He’s sleeping just fine. Nothing happened.”

Although he still found it strange, Guang Ye did not press the matter further. He withdrew his spiritual power and returned to his usual aloof demeanor.

Chen Limin didn’t think much of it.

Compared with the other patients, Guang Ye was already one of the easier ones to handle. And as someone who knew his identity, Chen Limin actually felt rather sorry for him.

He had seen Guang Ye’s old battle videos online, as well as the photographs from his ennoblement ceremony.

That majestic, beautiful Peacock King, once powerful and brilliant, had now become a bare, fragile little bird.

His feathers had all been burned away, his skin had ulcerated, and in nearly two years not a single new feather had grown. It was likely that he would spend the rest of his life looking like this.

If his fan club ever saw him, they would probably break down.

Every member of the Blade Squad led by His Majesty had enormous popularity, and Guang Ye, with his extraordinary looks, had even more.

Now he had turned into a bald little bird, unable not only to walk, but also to fly. It really was pitiful.

Then again, Guang Ye was hardly the only pitiful one.

Chen Limin sighed inwardly, but he didn’t show it on his face. He kept the same cheerful, upbeat expression as before.

In this place, whether one was happy or irritable, both were better than being gloomy and depressed.

The patients themselves were already low and dispirited. As medical staff, they had to stay optimistic and energetic, bring life into the room, and infect the patients with their own vitality.

That was the whole point of the activity room.

Chen Limin checked the time. It was nearly lunchtime—Doctor Ye should be here soon, right? He couldn’t help feeling both expectant and restless.

After a while longer, he suddenly felt something and looked up at the activity room doors.

The metal doors were slowly opening, and a figure could vaguely be seen behind them.

Chen Limin immediately put on a warm smile and headed for the entrance, while the previously lively spiritual activity in the room abruptly stilled.

Everyone’s attention was drawn to the figure in the doorway.

And yet, contrary to what they had expected, the one who walked in from outside was a tall, powerfully built figure.

He had short brown curls and golden-orange eyes, like a majestic lion. And the moment he noticed everyone looking at him, he puffed out his chest and lifted his chin, striding in with the proud air of a beast surveying its territory.

However, the instant they recognized who he was, the spiritual energy wrapped around him immediately burst into loud waves of booing.

A moment later, all that spiritual energy receded like a tide.

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