How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH59

Chapter 59

At this moment, Ye Yumeng was full of expectation.

Ever since coming to this world, the two people who felt the most special to him were probably Lu Qi and the little rabbit.

But for some reason, Lu Qi was always unwilling to meet him in real life.

Even though he treated him very well, and Ye Yumeng could feel his sincerity, every time the subject of meeting came up, Lu Qi would either dodge the topic or refuse him.

He could see him, but not touch him. Everything about him was so mysterious, and that made people feel deeply unsettled.

If he could take the little rabbit as his disciple, raising him the way he had once raised Xueqiu and watching him grow up, Ye Yumeng felt that would not be bad either.

However…

“I’m sorry.”

The mechanical voice rang out again, but it was not the answer Ye Yumeng had hoped to hear.

“I already have a teacher.”

That was the explanation Lu Nanzhou gave.

Of course, “teacher” and “master” were not the same thing. He had actually noticed Ye Yumeng’s choice of words and keenly sensed the distinction.

“Oh, I see.” Ye Yumeng nodded a little regretfully.

In the cultivation world, one generally only had one master. Unless you were expelled from the sect, you were not allowed to take another.

Lu Nanzhou looked at the disappointment in Ye Yumeng’s eyes. It pained him, but he could only harden his heart.

He hoped that to Ye Yumeng, the “little rabbit” would remain just an ordinary patient. That way, if he truly failed to survive in the end, Ye Yumeng would not be too heartbroken.

“That’s alright too,” Ye Yumeng said. “You can still learn from me. We don’t need to bother with those titles.”

Lu Nanzhou hesitated. “You… really don’t mind?”

“It’s fine, just forget what I said earlier.” Ye Yumeng smiled again. “I only said it casually. You don’t need to take it to heart.”

Just like the old medical cultivator to him—though there had never been the formal title of master and disciple between them, in his heart the old man had long been his “master.”

Titles were only empty names. There was no need to cling to them.

Lu Nanzhou looked at his smile, but found it painfully dazzling, to the point that even his heart seemed to ache with it.

Once again, he hated this ruined body of his so much that he could not appear before Ye Yumeng openly and honestly. But…

If he had not been gravely injured and near death, Ye Yumeng never would have entered his life, would he?

“Can you sense this cluster of spiritual energy?” Ye Yumeng had no way of understanding the little rabbit’s pain and inner conflict, so he chose to steer the topic back.

Lu Nanzhou shook his head.

“It’s alright. Take it slowly.”

Ye Yumeng dispersed the spiritual energy cluster in his hand for the moment, then brought the other two pots of spiritual plants over and set them beside the bed.

“From now on, whenever you have free time, use your mental power to observe these three spiritual plants. Once you can sense the spiritual energy, that means you’ve successfully taken the first step.”

“The hardest part is always the beginning. You have to persist.”

Drawing spiritual energy into the body marked the transition from an ordinary mortal into a cultivator, and it was one of the hardest stages.

Only after crossing that threshold could one truly step onto the path of cultivation. In the cultivation world, no one knew how many mortals got stuck at this point.

Normally, a person could train their body through martial exercise and gradually cultivate sensitivity to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But with the little rabbit’s physical condition, that simply was not possible, so the difficulty increased severalfold.

As for practicing in StarNet?

Ye Yumeng had tried it. While it truly did have some effect on the body, for a cultivator it was nowhere near enough.

The little rabbit had to cultivate in real life, immersed in spiritual energy, before he could sense it as early as possible.

“Your mental power is very strong. That’s an advantage not everyone has, so you need to have confidence in yourself,” Ye Yumeng encouraged him.

Mental power was somewhat similar to divine sense. In the cultivation world, one generally needed to reach the mid-level stages before divine sense could be condensed—how could anyone possibly have such ideal conditions while still in a mortal body?

As for Ye Yumeng, he still had no way to observe his own sea of consciousness, much less use divine sense.

“Come on, let’s continue.”

This time, instead of gathering the reddish spiritual energy released by the Red Leaf Lotus, Ye Yumeng looked toward another potted plant and collected the earthy yellow spiritual energy it emitted.

When cultivating, one did not need to rigidly stick to one single kind of spiritual energy.

When spiritual plants released energy, it initially carried the plant’s own properties. But if it was not absorbed in time and instead diffused into the environment, it would slowly lose those properties and become colorless, attribute-free spiritual energy.

This plant that released earthy yellow spiritual energy was called Sunning Grass, a kind of evergreen ornamental plant.

Although he still had not fully verified the use of the earthy yellow spiritual energy, Ye Yumeng already had some clues.

He had checked the forums and found that, besides being ornamental, the roots and stems of Sunning Grass could also be eaten. It contained many trace elements he could not understand, and was said to have high nutritional value, often recommended for those who were physically weak.

So this earthy yellow spiritual energy was very likely useful for strengthening the body. If that was true, then the little rabbit would certainly need it.

Ye Yumeng controlled the earthy yellow spiritual energy into a cluster and had the little rabbit wrap it with his mental power. This would make it easier to sense.

“…”

For some reason, the little rabbit did not act immediately.

“Little rabbit?”

Only after Ye Yumeng urged him did the little rabbit slowly release his mental power and use it to touch him.

At first, the mental power was like a feeler, lightly touching the tip of his finger. Ye Yumeng felt a little ticklish.

Slowly, the feeler spread along the middle of his finger, little by little, from his nail to the lines of his fingertip, until it wrapped around his whole finger.

Ye Yumeng’s brows drew together slightly as he sensed something unusual.

The tendrils of mental power were still extending, until they reached his palm, the back of his hand, and even his slender, pale, smooth wrist…

“That’s enough.”

Ye Yumeng finally could not help speaking.

The gradually more audacious mental power stopped immediately and became perfectly obedient.

So Ye Yumeng patiently guided him, saying, “Little rabbit, I want you to sense the cluster of spiritual energy gathered in my hand—not actually observe my hand itself.”

“The spiritual energy exists in the form of light. This cluster is earthy yellow,” he explained.

After a moment, the mechanical voice sounded, carrying a trace of guilty embarrassment.

“Understood.”

Lu Nanzhou forced himself to redirect his focus, withdrawing the mental power that had wrapped around Ye Yumeng’s whole hand, and carefully tried to sense the spiritual energy cluster Ye Yumeng had described.

In his perception, there really was a force gathered in Ye Yumeng’s hand. However, it was only hazy and indistinct. He could not tell what color it was.

Even after the spiritual energy in Ye Yumeng’s hand naturally dispersed, he still could not clearly see the earthy yellow light he had described.

“Alright, that’s enough for today. Rest well for now.”

Ye Yumeng patted the little rabbit’s head.

A lack of progress was completely normal. Back when he had first been taken in as a medicine boy by the old medical cultivator, it had taken him several months before he successfully sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

And that had been in the cultivation world, where spiritual energy was dense and abundant.

If the little rabbit really managed it in less than a day, then the one getting mentally crushed would have been Ye Yumeng.

After the lesson ended and he coaxed the little rabbit to sleep, Ye Yumeng waited until Lei Qi came back to take over the shift, then went next door.

Using Green Jade Brush, he drew ten calming talismans in one go and made them into a fresh batch of calming sachets for future use.

Then Ye Yumeng opened the fridge, unwrapped a matcha chocolate ice cream, flopped down onto the sofa, and began resting in comfort.

There really was something wonderful about having your workplace and home so close together—you could always slip back and loaf around.

As he happily ate his ice cream, he opened the Gold Forum and scrolled through posts. By the time he finished the ice cream, he had rested enough too.

Stretching lazily, he was just about to contact Caregiver Wang to ask how the little mountain tit was doing when his communicator suddenly rang.

[Old Mister Yan Jin]

Seeing the name, Ye Yumeng paused for a second and quickly accepted the call.

Fortunately, it was not what he feared. The old man’s kind, gentle face appeared in the light screen.

“Doctor Ye, I’m preparing to be discharged today, so I’m calling to say goodbye.”

The old man smiled and said, “I’ve troubled you a lot during this time. My grandson doesn’t know how to speak properly, so please forgive him.”

Ye Yumeng shook his head. If Yan Jin hadn’t brought him up, he would have forgotten about that young man who looked like a lion.

He seemed to have also shown up in the activity room yesterday?

After thinking for a moment, Ye Yumeng said, “I’ll come see you off.”

The old gentleman was clearly surprised, but he also seemed very pleased to see him one last time, and smiled as he nodded.

“It would be my honor.”

So Ye Yumeng packed up his things and took the elevator down to the tenth floor.

The moment the door to Room 1011 opened, the old man’s voice drifted out from inside.

“It’s the Yan family that wronged you.”

Hearing this, Ye Yumeng could not help slowing his steps, and the scene inside the room came into view.

There, besides Old Mister Yan and his grandson, was another unfamiliar caregiver, and beside him floated a small hover bed.

“Little Moon?”

Ye Yumeng blinked at the lion cat lying on the hover bed.

Had he come at a bad time?

Yan Wangshu turned back. When he saw it was Ye Yumeng, the emotion he had let show just now disappeared, though he still glanced at Yan Xinglan with a faintly displeased furrow of his brows.

“Doctor Ye, you’ve come.”

Old Mister Yan also noticed his arrival and smiled. “Come in, please.”

So Ye Yumeng walked in.

“Doctor Ye and Wangshu know each other?” Clearly, the old man had heard him say “Little Moon.”

“Mm, Little Moon counts as one of my patients.”

Ye Yumeng walked to the bed and reached out to pat the lion cat’s head.

Yan Wangshu hesitated briefly, but still narrowed his eyes and leaned into the touch.

After waking up yesterday, he had gone to ask Mo Yin himself, and the truth was exactly as he had guessed—

The Doctor Ye who had been transferred to the top-floor ward was not merely part of His Majesty’s medical team, but was in fact serving as the attending physician.

So the things this young doctor had said that very first time in the activity room had not been empty words at all.

He really was trying to heal His Majesty.

Not long after that, Mo Yin had gathered all the members of Blade Squad. It was the first time since the war ended that all twelve of them had assembled like before for a meeting.

Mo Yin told them that from beginning to end, Ye Yumeng had genuinely thought all of them were young children.

Even His Majesty included.

In order not to put pressure on Ye Yumeng, and to allow him to treat His Majesty calmly and naturally, neither Mo Yin nor Lei Qi had corrected him. Even the prince had cooperated in keeping it hidden.

So when Ye Yumeng dealt with them, he truly regarded them as children.

Yan Wangshu recalled Mo Yin’s stern warning.

He sighed inwardly. Then, using the few remaining white hairs on his head, he lightly rubbed against Ye Yumeng’s fingertip and let out a soft catlike meow.

If Doctor Ye liked it that way, then… so be it.

Meanwhile, both Old Mister Yan and Yan Wangshu’s caregiver, Lin Yong, were wearing expressions of complete surprise.

Especially Caregiver Lin—his face looked as though he had just seen a ghost.

As for Yan Xinglan, he stood at the side with a black expression, already having been internally shattered twice yesterday in the activity room. At this point, he no longer found anything shocking.

“Wangshu is my grandson.”

By the time Ye Yumeng had withdrawn his hand and turned around, Old Mister Yan had already returned to looking perfectly normal.

He said, “Doctor Ye, I leave Wangshu in your care from now on. He… is a poor child with a bitter life.”

Yan Wangshu’s expression remained calm. He had long since made peace with the past, and it was no longer easy for him to be stirred by such things.

“And Xinglan…”

Old Mister Yan paused. He had heard Yan Wangshu’s voice sound beside his ear. His expression turned strange for an instant, but quickly returned to normal.

“He is Wangshu’s older brother. In the future, if you need anything, feel free to instruct Xinglan.”

Yan Xinglan: ???

Who was whose older brother? He wondered if he had misheard.

Ye Yumeng also found the Yan brothers’ naming style a little odd—how was there first a star, and then a moon?

Still, he did not ask about it, and instead moved on to the matter at hand.

“Old Mister Yan, this is a discharge gift for you. Please accept it.”

Ye Yumeng solemnly handed the old man a sachet. Inside it was a Flow Shadow Talisman fully infused with three casts of the Minor Rejuvenation Technique.

The same kind he had once used on the little rabbit. Once those three uses were exhausted, this Flow Shadow Talisman would also be spent.

Old Mister Yan’s hands trembled as he held the sachet.

He knew exactly how valuable it was.

He even believed that, in this commission, the Yan family’s offer of that property on Capital Star had actually not been enough.

The reason this young Doctor Ye had been willing to treat him was probably because the imperial family had wanted to give the lion clan one more chance.

Once Yan Xinglan arrived on Medical Planet, the deal should have ended there. His life or death should have had nothing more to do with this young doctor.

But then… why?

Old Mister Yan’s hands shook so badly he could almost no longer hold onto the light, weightless sachet.

“It’s alright. Keep it.”

Ye Yumeng patted the old man’s hand. He had only…

remembered his “master.”

“I’ll go get back to work now.”

Ye Yumeng had only followed a sudden impulse, coming over in accordance with his heart to say goodbye and offer one final gift, so he had no intention of lingering.

Old Mister Yan asked Yan Xinglan to see him out as well, but Ye Yumeng refused.

Soon, Yan Wangshu also took his leave.

“Grandfather, just now you said I’m his older brother?” Yan Xinglan looked at his grandfather suspiciously, wondering if he had some deeper intention.

“If I had told the truth, then wouldn’t your brother’s hidden identity in the Royal Sanatorium be exposed?”

Only then did Yan Xinglan understand. “Grandfather really thought that through.”

Thinking back to Yan Wangshu’s reaction just now, Yan Xinglan could not help shaking his head. “He must have regressed mentally because his body regressed. I really do seem more like the older brother now!”

Although that was what Yan Xinglan said, his brow was tightly furrowed, full of obvious worry.

The old man lowered his head and carefully put away the sachet Ye Yumeng had given him. Hearing that, he cast his grandson a sideways glance.

Originally, he had thought this little grandson of his was promising, but now he could not help feeling worried that he might have judged him wrong.

With a tone of disappointment, he said, “Your brother is much smarter than you.”

As long as you could win over Doctor Ye, build a good relationship with him, and lower your posture a bit, so what? A great man should know when to bend and when to stand tall!

Yan Xinglan, however, was full of bafflement.

No, on what grounds?!

In the top-floor ward of the Core Inpatient Department, the moment Ye Yumeng left, Lu Nanzhou opened his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he entered StarNet Community and called Lu Yuanqing.

Very soon, Lu Yuanqing appeared on the light screen, his hair a mess and his face full of seriousness.

It was currently night on Capital Star. He had only just fallen asleep for a little while.

“Royal Brother, what happened?”

Lu Nanzhou paused. Seeing how nervous he looked, he shook his head and asked, “Were you resting?”

“No. Please speak, Royal Brother.”

Lu Nanzhou nodded, then carefully said, “Has Lan Fangyu canceled his leave yet?”

“Yes, he’s already on his way back to Medical Planet. I’ve assigned some people to him, so he probably won’t arrive for a while yet.”

Lu Yuanqing immediately asked, “Has someone already reached into Medical Planet?”

Lu Nanzhou shook his head. Instead, he brought up another question, one that left his younger brother deeply confused:

“How is the civilian rollout of storage buttons going?”

Though puzzled, Lu Yuanqing still answered, “It’s progressing steadily.”

During the more than ten years of war, all resources had been tilted toward the military, and advanced technology had also been concentrated there.

The space buttons capable of storing large mecha equipment had been one of those great inventions.

Now that the war had been over for almost two years and the Yaojin Empire was gradually recovering, it was indeed becoming possible to consider pushing such technology into civilian use.

“Why are you suddenly asking about this?” Lu Yuanqing asked.

Lu Nanzhou pressed his lips together, then said, “I want to give one to Ye Yumeng.”

Lu Yuanqing: “……”

He stared at Lu Nanzhou with those heavy dark circles under his eyes, his look utterly hollow.

“Couldn’t you just have the Medical Planet garrison send him one?” Mo Yin also had that authority. One order to him would solve the matter!

Lu Nanzhou shook his head again. “Too conspicuous.”

Storage buttons were very precious, and only some mech soldiers were issued them. All military personnel were required to hand them back after retirement.

Although he could directly give a storage button to Ye Yumeng, it would attract far too much attention.

At present, it was better for Ye Yumeng to remain as low-key as possible.

“……”

Lu Yuanqing felt like he barely recognized his own royal brother anymore. He said hesitantly, “So you want civilian rollout pushed forward, so that if Doctor Ye gets one later, there will be a legitimate explanation for it?”

“Mm.”

“That’s way too roundabout!”

Lu Nanzhou did not think so at all. Ye Yumeng was willing to teach him even that unique power system of his. What was this tiny little repayment worth in comparison?

Still, seeing the dark circles under Lu Yuanqing’s eyes and the obvious resentment in his expression, Lu Nanzhou did not burden him further in the end.

“Have Lu Jiaxue handle it.”

Lu Jiaxue was the eldest princess’s son, two years older than Lu Nanzhou. Though his bloodline awakening wasn’t even as strong as Lu Yuanqing’s, he was highly capable in political and administrative matters and was one of Lu Yuanqing’s most useful aides.

Lu Yuanqing gave a small huff.

Lu Nanzhou, who had actually been feeling a bit sympathetic toward his hard work, immediately frowned.

Lu Yuanqing, ever practiced in pushing his luck, saw his brother’s expression darken and instantly folded, without the slightest hesitation.

“I understand!”

He straightened his face and said, “Doctor Ye has rendered great service to the Yaojin imperial family. It is only right that we satisfy all his needs.”

“I’ll immediately issue the order and have Lu Jiaxue push forward the civilian rollout of storage buttons, so Doctor Ye can use one as soon as possible!”

Seeing his proper attitude restored, Lu Nanzhou was finally satisfied.

“You should get some rest first.”

With that, he ended the call.

The emperor himself had come personally to issue an order, so Lu Yuanqing no longer felt sleepy at all. He immediately launched a serial death-call attack to drag Lu Jiaxue out of bed.

“Your Highness the Prince, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation.”

The man appearing on the light screen looked nothing like Lu Yuanqing, who had shown up with disheveled hair.

Whether it was his clothes or his hairstyle, everything was perfectly neat and orderly, giving no sign at all that he had just been forcefully hauled out of bed.

That said, his anger was clearly blazing.

Lu Yuanqing directly passed on his royal brother’s order.

“This is His Majesty’s exact command. Handle it as soon as possible.”

Lu Jiaxue’s anger immediately subsided, replaced by confusion.

“Isn’t His Majesty supposed to be recuperating? Why did he suddenly think of this?”

“Oh, he thinks giving a military-use storage button would be too conspicuous, so once civilian ones are rolled out, he can give one to someone openly.”

Lu Jiaxue: …???

Were they really talking about their brilliant, warlike, cold-blooded emperor?

“His Majesty… is in love?”

He voiced the question that nearly made Lu Yuanqing choke on his own spit.

After ending the call, Lu Nanzhou opened an online shopping platform and began browsing.

??

He had been online shopping more and more lately.

Basically, everything he bought was something he felt Ye Yumeng would be able to use. Very soon, he had chosen a zero-gravity sensory backpack.

The backpack itself was normal size, but no matter how heavy the things inside were, once the zipper was closed, the weight could no longer be felt.

Light and convenient, it would suit Ye Yumeng very well.

After placing the order, Lu Nanzhou was just about to close the page when an advertisement for pajamas suddenly popped up.

He paused.

Did Ye Yumeng need pajamas? He probably did. The sleepwear he was using now was already very old and obviously had been worn for quite some time.

Yet because of a certain private, hidden impulse, Lu Nanzhou still closed the page.

He knew this sort of thinking was wrong, but… it wasn’t as if anyone would ever know.

At lunchtime, after Ye Yumeng finished eating and came back to feed the little rabbit porridge, he went to the activity room again.

As the metal door slowly opened, no one noticed him at all, because everyone’s attention was focused on the open space in the middle of the room.

There, the little snow ferret and the silver mouse were… practicing fist technique?

Ye Yumeng’s eyes widened.

Two fluffy little animals, with short paws and short legs, were actually out there performing the movements of the health exercise.

Th-this was way too cute, wasn’t it?

And they weren’t just flailing randomly. Their movements actually had a recognizable shape.

The sight was so funny and adorable that it was irresistible!

Soon, a little monkey also bounced over to the edge of the open space. Watching Bai Shuo and the others, he hesitantly began imitating them.

Ye Yumeng’s eyes shone brightly as he watched.

The little snow ferret was unquestionably doing the best job. Although his body wasn’t human, so some movements naturally couldn’t be executed perfectly, he still wasn’t far off.

But because his body was weak, he moved more slowly, focusing on doing everything correctly.

The silver mouse had more stamina, so he moved much faster, which inevitably made some motions deform—but with his round body and short limbs, he was so cute it was outrageous.

As for the little monkey who had only just begun learning, he was also following along more or less successfully.

Although this probably broke some rules, Ye Yumeng still couldn’t resist taking out his communicator and recording the scene.

After recording a short segment, he sent it straight to Lu Qi. Something this interesting really would be too much of a waste not to share with someone.

Besides, Lu Qi had said before that it was fine to send him things like this.

At that moment, someone had actually already noticed Ye Yumeng’s arrival.

And yet, unlike on Imperial Army turf, whether it was Hanxiong and the others who had received feeding treatment yesterday, or even the little honey badger who had loudly refused to give in, today all of them maintained a rare silence.

Seeing this, the other patients naturally found it hard to comment on Ye Yumeng’s filming behavior, since the ones being recorded weren’t them.

By this point, the little snow ferret and the silver mouse had finally finished a full set of health exercise movements.

The little monkey who had joined in finished too, looking blank and bewildered. When he wasn’t causing trouble, the little monkey was actually very cute.

Bai Shuo still hadn’t noticed Ye Yumeng’s arrival. With his little paws on his hips, he spoke in the mental “group chat.”

Did you all see clearly? From now on, all of you have to practice this too!

How are we supposed to practice if we can’t move?

Go into virtual rest space. That’s how I learned it.

Why do we have to learn it? asked a sloth, very slowly.

Soon, others echoed the question.

The “Imperial Army Corps” formed by the Blade warriors actually counted as one of the lighter cases in the Core Inpatient Department.

Many of the others had already lived here for years and had long since lost their fighting spirit under the constant torture of illness.

They had grown used to a life of lying around and waiting for death.

Most of them felt that learning some “health exercise” like this would not do much for them at all.

Of course it’s because it’s good for your body, the little snow ferret said. Once your body gets better, you can bounce around like me!

How could it possibly be that useful…

My illness requires rest, I’m not…

If I tell you to learn it, then learn it. Why are you all whining so much? Before someone finished speaking, the impatient voice of the little honey badger Gu Xingdong rang out.

Anyone who doesn’t practice automatically gives up Doctor Ye’s assisted treatment!

At the same time, nine other waves of mental power radiated an overwhelmingly dominant presence, and after a few seconds, one more slowly joined them.

A total of ten mental powers surrounded the little snow ferret in a protective ring.

The activity room’s mental “group chat” instantly fell silent.

Ordinarily speaking, patients living in the Royal Sanatorium’s Core Inpatient Department didn’t need to fear the “Imperial Army Corps” at all in terms of idenity.

But that was only on the condition that the “Imperial Army Corps” wasn’t acting in unison.

Fine, I’ll learn it! What, you think I’m scared of you?

Yeah, yeah, I’ll learn it too. It doesn’t even look hard…

The little snow ferret grinned smugly, puffing out his chest. Only then did he finally notice Ye Yumeng standing in the doorway, and immediately ran toward him in delight.

Seeing this, Ye Yumeng bent down and held out his hand, and the little snow ferret nimbly climbed up his arm and perched on his shoulder.

The little honey badger and the littlequeen of the night beside him both withdrew their gazes, unable to bear watching.

Still, the struggle on the little honey badger’s face was obvious.

After Yan Wangshu questioned Mo Yin last night, and after some serious thought, Mo Yin had finally revealed the truth to his comrades.

His Majesty’s condition was in fact very bad.

The reason he had gone to the activity room that day was because he had only just been dragged back from the brink of death and had a premonition that his time was running out. That was why he had finally gone to see them, to say what he thought might be a final goodbye.

It was Ye Yumeng who had treated His Majesty.

After that day, because of a mistake by the medical team, His Majesty had once experienced a dual rampage of bloodline and mental power. Even Mo Yin and Lei Qi had been unable to resist it.

It was Ye Yumeng, at the risk of his own life, who brought back His Majesty’s reason, suppressed the fury, and once again pulled him back from death.

“Though it sounds unbelievable, Doctor Ye really does possess this kind of medical ability.”

Last night, inside that little room, Mo Yin had gathered all of them together for a secret meeting.

Originally, for Ye Yumeng’s safety, the fewer people who knew such things, the better.

But since Ye Yumeng had willingly gone to the activity room and was treating his comrades there, the time had come when the truth could no longer be kept from them.

With an unusually serious expression, Mo Yin told them:

“Doctor Ye has already proven himself to His Highness the Prince, and besides, Hanxiong, Hu Naonao, and Moonlight—today you all personally experienced it.”

There’s me too, and me! the little white dog wagged his tail and cut in.

Mo Yin paused, glanced at him, and nodded.

“Right now, all hope for His Majesty’s recovery rests on Doctor Ye, and…”

Mo Yin paused, his gaze falling on Guang Ye and Hu Naonao.

“Doctor Ye is also the hope for peace.”

When those words landed, Guang Ye and Hu Yunshe were both momentarily stunned—Guang Ye’s brow tightened deeply, while Hu Yunshe looked obviously confused.

As for the others…

Hah, so some people saw His Majesty severely injured and started getting ideas? The little honey badger’s eyes flashed with a vicious coldness.

You mean someone wants to rebel?

That can’t be, right?

Because of their injuries, they had all been sent here for treatment after the war ended. It was called being valued, but in reality they had long since been pushed to the sidelines.

Take Guang Ye, for example—he had once been all but guaranteed to be the next Patriarch of the Feather Clan, but had already been replaced by a rising new figure.

Hanxiong and Hu Naonao had also once been strong contenders for their own family leadership positions, but now they too had basically been written off by their clans.

Though the concern and care they were due had not disappeared, very little family business or outside intelligence was brought to them anymore.

This was the first time any of them had heard Mo Yin say these things.

But once they thought it through, apart from the few whose mental regression was most severe, like the little snow ferret, everyone’s expression grew solemn.

The Yaojin Empire respected strength above all. If they lost His Majesty, who would be left in the imperial family to shoulder that banner?

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Looking at a whole room of little animals wearing grave expressions, Mo Yin couldn’t help coughing lightly.

He continued, “The situation hasn’t reached that level. So far, there have only been isolated armed conflicts. This is an inevitable result of the power decentralization during wartime.”

The war against the zerg had been fought on many fronts. His Majesty could only oversee the entire war and personally take on the hardest battles, while the other war zones had to rely on local forces.

After more than ten years of war, some of those people had grown ambitious. If His Majesty had still been as untouchable as before, then reclaiming military authority would have been easy. Unfortunately…

Mo Yin shook his head and said, “With Doctor Ye here, there is no chance anything will happen to His Majesty. He will absolutely recover!”

“So Doctor Ye’s safety, and his emotional state, are of utmost importance.”

The expressions of all the little animals became odd. They could understand the part about safety, but… emotional state?

So Mo Yin told them about the several grandmasters of medicine, who, due to overwhelming pressure, had only dared to pursue conservative treatment.

“Doctor Ye comes from the Xihe Federation. He doesn’t know that high-level beast-blood warriors can regress into juvenile form. He thinks His Majesty and all of you are children.”

“And this is one of the main reasons I called all of you together today.”

“Since Doctor Ye is willing to spare his energy to treat you, I cannot stop him. His Majesty also hopes that you can recover as soon as possible and regain your former glory.”

“So whether you want it or not, from now on, all of you must play that role properly.”

That moment, the ever-gentle and easygoing Mo Yin’s eyes turned sharp and cold. He swept them over every Blade warrior present.

“From this day onward, Doctor Ye’s orders are His Majesty’s orders. Anyone who dares disobey—bring me your head!”

Everyone was shaken, and instinctively answered the order.

Yes!

Mo Yin’s gaze moved over each teammate, then finally softened.

“Protect Doctor Ye. Take good care of him. He is your hope as well.”

Not a single person in the room could remain calm.

Even Guang Ye, cold and composed as ever, could not suppress the excitement in his heart.

Doctor Ye could heal them!

They did not have to lie in hospital beds day after day waiting to die anymore!

So then…

At that moment, a distinctly disharmonious voice rang out. It was the little white dog, Jiang Yufei:

So does His Majesty really go by Little Rabbit now?

“……”

Before Mo Yin could silence him permanently with a look, Yan Wangshu hurriedly dragged the little white dog away.

But the thought inevitably lingered in everyone’s hearts.

That was right—if even His Majesty could endure such humiliation and burden, then why couldn’t they?

As for what happened today, it all started because the little snow ferret brought up how Doctor Ye had told him to practice the health exercise.

Since the exercise videos didn’t have much popularity, if they wanted to make Doctor Ye happy, then the whole team could practice together and help boost the numbers for him.

Then thequeen of the night Yu Zhenchuan proposed that if they were going to practice, then everyone in the activity room should do it too.

Only those who logged in and practiced every day would be allowed to sign up for Doctor Ye’s assisted feeding.

And since they could only follow along in the virtual rest world, the anti-cheating system there would ensure that only people who genuinely completed the practice could successfully check in.

That was how the scene just now had come about.

Of course, Ye Yumeng knew none of this.

He played with the little snow ferret for a bit, then prepared to begin today’s assisted feeding work. But as he passed the little queen of the night, he stopped.

“So Chuan Chuan came today too.”

The whole little sapling froze stiffly.

Since he didn’t need feeding, he was originally the least easy for Ye Yumeng to “control,” and yet…

he still remembered that time, the life-filled energy that had flowed from this little doctor.

Of course, after Mo Yin’s warning last night, he now understood why this little Doctor Ye was so special.

Actually, Mo Yin hadn’t needed to warn them at all.

The moment he heard that little Doctor Ye was His Majesty’s attending physician, and had already saved His Majesty twice, Yu Zhenchuan had been so ashamed of his previous behavior that he wanted to dig himself into the ground.

His mental regression wasn’t mild either, so he couldn’t fully control his temper—but that didn’t mean he didn’t understand right and wrong.

His Majesty was the person he respected and admired most, the ruler he had sworn to follow to the death. His Majesty had become like this in the first place because he had fought to save them.

If His Majesty died, then he didn’t want to go on living either.

And as for little Doctor Ye, this great benefactor, the fact that he had been so disrespectful to him before was simply unforgivable.

So what if Doctor Ye called him Chuan Chuan? His Majesty himself was called Little Rabbit!

So what if Doctor Ye treated him like some pet?

Then a pet it was!

As long as Doctor Ye was happy, Yu Zhenchuan was willing to be Doctor Ye’s pet!

Thinking this, the little queen of the night tentatively extended a thin vine and lightly hooked it around Ye Yumeng’s finger.

This time, instead of squeezing tightly as before, the gesture was gentle, carrying a hint of ingratiating affection.

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