How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH67

Chapter 67

How had she not felt a thing at all?

Mo Lan had absolutely no memory of sleeping for that long. It felt like just a moment ago she had still been doing her meditation exercises.

…That bright, refreshed feeling really had been gone for a long time!

Very soon, she heard her stomach growl—apparently, she had been woken up by hunger.

“I’ll go make you something to eat!” Mother Mo said joyfully.

Mo Lan had not only lost both her arms in the war, she had also lost her father. Now only the two of them, mother and daughter, had each other to rely on.

For Mo Lan to still be alive was the greatest comfort to her mother.

Watching her mother leave in delight, Mo Lan sat up in a daze as the memories from before she lost consciousness flooded back.

The mechanical arms that should have been perfectly steady were trembling slightly now.

She lowered her head and looked at the crude sachet hanging around her neck. Several times she tried to control the mechanical arms to lift it up, but stopped herself every time.

She was afraid of damaging it.

It must have been this sachet that did something, right? But she truly could not understand why.

Yet along with her surprise came worry and suspicion.

For it to work this well… had something medicinal been added to it?

Mo Lan calmed herself down. She used her mechanical arms to remove the sachet. After hesitating for a moment, she still opened it and poured out its contents.

Other than some kind of dried flower, there was only a slip of paper covered in writing.

It did look a little like some sort of medicine.

Mo Lan wrapped the sachet back up, then pressed it tightly against her chest.

She closed her eyes, smelling the faint floral scent, and felt the peace settling inside her.

Those chaotic thoughts, that tension from always being in combat mode, the terror of being chased and bitten by the zergs, the grief and despair of watching family and friends be devoured alive…

All of those emotions seemed to be soothed by a gentle force, and the exhaustion in her body came crashing over her like a tide.

With a thud, she collapsed onto the yoga mat, and Mo Lan startled awake, realizing she had nearly fallen asleep again.

She stared up at the ceiling, replaying the feeling from just now in her mind.

It had really… felt too good.

She could not help thinking that even if some kind of medicine really had been added to the sachet, she probably would not mind continuing to use it.

Mo Lan truly did not want to go back to living with those despair-filled emotions again…

For the past two years, she had only managed to keep going because of her mother.

Although the war was over, she had no way of returning to a normal life. A war that lasted more than ten years had run through her entire youth, leaving scars on her soul that could never be erased.

She truly could not keep enduring like this. If she went on living in the same state as before, then before her body gave out, she might very well end her own life first.

Mo Lan quietly shed tears, containing both the pain of the past and the joy of having regained hope.

But then she suddenly remembered—the blogger seemed to have said that the sachet’s effectiveness lasted, at most, half a month?

Mo Lan panicked a little.

She quickly opened that forum thread. Ignoring the countless new comments, she searched according to what she remembered and soon confirmed that she had not remembered wrong.

And the effective duration was counted starting from the day the package had been shipped.

So… the sachet in her hand might already have been in use for more than half a month!

Mo Lan could not help growing anxious.

She hurriedly clicked on the profile of “Every Day I Want to Eat Spirit Plants”, wanting to send him a private message to buy another one, but…

[The other party has turned off private messages.]

Mo Lan sighed and could only leave a comment under the thread instead.

She carefully explained her own experience using it and helped the blogger answer some of the doubts—

Even though doing that would attract more people to comment and enter the drawing, making her own chances of winning another sachet even slimmer, Mo Lan truly could not bear to see her benefactor being randomly slandered.

Even if it only gave her a brief stretch of peace, to her, that was already precious beyond measure.

But after she posted her comment, people quickly raised the same doubts she had had before—for example, whether some kind of powerful medication had been used in the sachet for it to have such immediate effects.

Faced with those doubts, Mo Lan had no way to answer.

Because if she spoke honestly according to her own guess, she might only make things worse and bring trouble to the blogger.

Just as Mo Lan was spinning in circles with worry, not knowing what to do, the disabled veteran who had first posted a photo earlier replied.

[The sachet really works. I slept through the whole night last night. Thank you to the blogger for your generosity! Also attaching a lab test report.]

Mo Lan froze, then hurriedly clicked into the report.

But unlike what she had suspected, the report found no known prohibited drugs in it at all. Its ingredients came entirely from natural plants and minerals.

As for exactly what plants and minerals they were, that part had been redacted.

The thread instantly exploded into chaos again.

However, compared to the idle onlookers, there were now even more disabled veterans with verified tags leaving comments under the post.

Mo Lan let out a sigh.

If she wanted to get a second sachet in the future, she was afraid the chance would be very slim… Even if they became available for purchase, she probably would not be able to grab one.

Thinking that, she became even more careful in putting away the sachet in her hand.

Ye Yumeng also quickly noticed that the thread had blown up.

The number of sign-ups had exceeded his expectations a little. It seemed there really were many disabled veterans deeply troubled by insomnia…

“What do you think, should I increase the number?” Ye Yumeng asked Lu Qi.

Today was another day when he could use the summoning spell.

Ye Yumeng had deliberately waited until morning before using the summoning art to bring Lu Qi to his side.

At that moment, Lu Qi stood quietly beside him, dressed in an exquisite new set of robes. His already transcendent beauty had been elevated yet another level, drawing repeated glances from Ye Yumeng.

To distract himself, Ye Yumeng opened the forum and paid attention to how the thread had exploded.

“Will this increase your burden?” Lu Nanzhou asked, frowning.

“Not really.”

Ye Yumeng said happily, “Let me tell you, my cultivation has improved again!”

His spiritual energy capacity had increased by another fifty compared to before, so drawing a few extra calming talismans each day would not have much impact.

“If you can handle it, then I support it,” Lu Nanzhou said quietly, looking at the thread on the screen. “They are all soldiers who protected their country and defended their people.”

Ye Yumeng nodded. “That’s right. We can enjoy lives of peace and stability like this now because of them.”

So, within what he was capable of, he wanted to help more of them.

“Then I’ll add three more spots!” Ye Yumeng announced it in the thread, then sent a message to He Jun as well.

Although the increase was not that large, the calming sachets were effective. Maybe each person would recover after using just one.

If that was the case, then every extra sachet meant one more person who could be healed. Over time, the number would naturally grow.

Lu Nanzhou watched him with a gentle gaze.

In truth, just like the health Qi-Exercise, this was increasing Ye Yumeng’s influence. Once his identity was revealed in the future, he would gain countless followers.

Even though thinking of the scene in the activity room still left Lu Nanzhou somewhat displeased, he knew this was the most favorable path for Ye Yumeng’s development.

If he was destined to shine, then let this star blaze so brilliantly that no one would dare think of taking him away.

He only hoped he would live to see that day come.

Ye Yumeng quickly noticed Lu Nanzhou’s gaze. For some reason, his face kept feeling a little hot.

“Come on, I’ll take you out for a walk!”

The two of them left the core inpatient department together. They first went to the dining hall to eat, then picked up seven or eight more spirit fruits.

Seeing Ye Yumeng grin from ear to ear, Lu Nanzhou could not help curving his lips too.

Once they reached the lawn outside, Ye Yumeng sent He Jun away, but instead of immediately practicing Health Qi Gong, he simply admired Lu Qi’s brilliant golden hair in the sunlight.

“So beautiful…” he could not help saying. “I really want to touch it.”

Their relationship had grown much closer than before, so words like that now came naturally to Ye Yumeng.

Lu Nanzhou saw the longing and fascination in his eyes, and ripples stirred in his chest, yet he still did not respond to that line and simply looked away.

Ye Yumeng took out a spirit fruit, nibbling on it as he casually asked, “Do you live over there?”

He pointed in the direction of District Three.

By now, he was familiar with almost all the patients in the core inpatient department, yet Lu Qi was not among them…

Lu Nanzhou shook his head and changed the subject. “How about we practice for a while?”

Ye Yumeng blinked. “Health Qi Gong?”

“Mm.” Lu Nanzhou nodded.

“Sure!”

Ye Yumeng stood up excitedly. “You already learned it?”

Lu Nanzhou nodded again.

“Then do it for me to see,” Ye Yumeng said.

Seeing Lu Nanzhou hesitate, he added, “Right now I’m the teacher and you’re the student. You have to listen to me.”

Lu Nanzhou sighed helplessly and could only agree. After all, he had been the one to propose it first.

He did not change clothes. In his soul-state, no matter how gorgeous or elaborate his garments were, they would not hinder his movement.

So under Ye Yumeng’s gaze, Lu Nanzhou began demonstrating the movements of Health Qi Gong.

It was clearly the same set of movements, yet when Ye Yumeng performed them, they looked graceful and fluid, while when Lu Nanzhou did them, they carried a resolute, decisive killing intent.

Ye Yumeng had originally meant to correct his posture, but by the end, he could not bring himself to say anything.

Not only had Lu Qi executed all the movements perfectly, he had also infused them with a style that was uniquely his. It was just that…

Ye Yumeng was no longer sure what sort of effects continuing to practice this way would actually produce.

“Lu Qi, did you take part in the war?” Ye Yumeng could not help asking after the man stopped and looked back at him.

“Mm.”

Seeing pity and heartache rise in Ye Yumeng’s eyes, Lu Nanzhou curved his lips slightly and soothed him, “It’s already over.”

“You were wounded in the war, and that’s why you live at the Royal Sanatorium?” Ye Yumeng asked again.

“Mm.”

Ye Yumeng wanted to ask more, but then he heard him say, “My time is up today.”

Ye Yumeng froze, only then noticing that in the sunlight, Lu Qi’s soul-body had already begun turning more transparent.

How was it already time to part again so soon…

He felt a little sad, but then Lu Qi opened his arms and gave him a light embrace, whispering by his ear, “Yumeng, I look forward to the next time I see you.”

Even after his figure turned into points of light and vanished, those words still echoed in Ye Yumeng’s ears.

A little while later, He Jun, whom Ye Yumeng had sent away, came running back.

Looking at Ye Yumeng, he hesitated before asking, “Doctor Ye, is it too sunny? Your face is red.”

“Ah, maybe…”

Ye Yumeng came back to himself, hurriedly gathered his things, and said, “Let’s go back. Little rabbit is still waiting for me.”

He Jun scratched his head in confusion and secretly asked in the channel:

[Did anything happen while I was away?]

[No. Doctor Ye seemed to be having a video call with someone.]

Thinking back to Ye Yumeng’s expression just now, He Jun could not help wondering: Could Doctor Ye be in love?

He really wanted to know what kind of person could win Doctor Ye’s favor.

The Royal Sanatorium worked with astonishing efficiency. About two weeks later, the spirit plant garden was officially completed and ready for use.

The garden contained not only the planting area, but also a rest area and a medicinal research section, and its security systems had all been fully put in place.

Although the terrain meant the garden could be seen from the core inpatient department building, multiple structures and layered plant arrangements had been designed throughout the garden to conceal movement.

Even if someone observed it from the air, they would not be able to get a full picture of the garden. Not to mention that the sky above the Royal Sanatorium was constantly patrolled by numerous drones.

Evading the all-seeing eyes overhead would be extremely difficult.

In short, Mo Yin had not been careless in the slightest when it came to safety.

“Doctor Ye, would you like to go take a look?”

“Of course!”

First thing in the morning, coming straight back from the dining hall and hearing this news, Ye Yumeng was overjoyed.

Because the king plants had gradually been moved into the garden, these past few nights he had once again stopped staying in the top-floor ward.

Once you had experienced luxury, it was hard to return to simplicity. After getting used to the rich spiritual energy in the greenhouse, whether for cultivation or recovery, both had become twice as effective. Going back to an environment with thin spiritual energy simply felt miserable.

Ye Yumeng had been thinking about that richly saturated environment every single day.

“…”

He glanced toward the ward, but still forced himself to hold back the yearning in his heart and said, “I’ll wait and go tonight.”

His spiritual energy was already full, and for now he did not need to cultivate.

“Understood. Doctor Ye has the highest level of authority over the spirit plant garden. If you need anything else, please let me know at any time.”

“Thank you, Ah Mo.”

Ye Yumeng said goodbye to Mo Yin and walked back into the ward smiling, where he saw Lan Fangyu standing respectfully by the bedside.

“Doctor Ye.”

It had been nearly a month since Lan Fangyu returned.

And during that period, he had personally witnessed Lu Nanzhou’s body improve at a speed visible to the naked eye—not only had the pain lessened, but the scabs on his body were continuously peeling away!

Where the very first tiny patch had fallen off, it even seemed like downy fur had begun to grow.

To Ye Yumeng, that was an unexpected delight.

Perhaps because every day, while guiding little rabbit to sense spiritual energy, he was also bathing his body in the spiritual energy released by the red lotus, this had helped treat the burns.

And during this time, although little rabbit still could not see the points of spiritual light, he nevertheless…

He could gather and control a ball of spiritual energy now!

That was something Ye Yumeng had found deeply surprising.

He still could not sense the spiritual energy directly, but he could perceive that special kind of force and manipulate it with his mental power.

It was like somehow learning to fly before learning how to crawl.

Every time Ye Yumeng watched him manipulate spiritual energy, he found it unbelievable.

Of course, this shortcut-like method had no real drawback, because without truly sensing spiritual energy, little rabbit could control it but could not absorb it.

Still, this meant that while Ye Yumeng was out of the room, he could practice “cultivating” on his own, keeping his body constantly wrapped in the spiritual energy of the red lotus.

Perhaps because of that, his burns had visibly improved.

Ye Yumeng was sincerely happy for little rabbit.

He set down the food container and prepared to feed him spirit rice porridge.

As he moved, little rabbit on the bed had already lifted his head.

Now, that no longer looked difficult for him.

At first, he had struggled terribly just to raise it a tiny bit, but at some point little rabbit had become able not only to do it easily, but even hold his head suspended for a while.

When Ye Yumeng slid his hand beneath his head, he slowly lowered himself down under his own control.

Not only was he less tired, but his control over his own body had clearly grown stronger.

Ye Yumeng looked at him with smiling eyes, sounding rather smug as he said, “See? I told you, slower is faster. Aren’t you making a lot of progress now?”

Lu Nanzhou looked at his smile and gave a slight nod.

These two months had indeed brought him dramatic changes. At the very least, the pain in his body had eased considerably, and his control over his own body was gradually returning.

In short, things were getting better day by day.

“I really can’t wait to see you all fluffy again.” Ye Yumeng reached out a fingertip and gently touched that tiny tuft of new fur that had grown in. “You’re definitely going to be super adorable!”

Lu Nanzhou: “……”

He glanced at Lan Fangyu, who was sitting nearby watching the show. The man had his eyes lowered and nose straight ahead, acting as though he had heard and seen nothing at all—but that only proved he was absolutely listening and watching.

It’s time for your shift change.

As His Majesty’s voice sounded in his ear, Lan Fangyu could only nod regretfully. He said something to Ye Yumeng and left the room.

Once Lan Fangyu was gone, Ye Yumeng relaxed.

He half leaned over the bedside, propping his chin on one hand as he chatted with little rabbit. “Can you sense the spiritual light points today?”

When little rabbit shook his head, Ye Yumeng encouraged him, “It’s okay. The fact that you can control spiritual energy now is already amazing.”

“Actually, I’d originally been studying a formula and planning to turn red lotus into an ointment to see if it could treat your burns. But looking at things now, by the time I make the ointment, your burns may already be healed.”

The young man was half leaning over the bed, his upper body tilted toward him. His voice was close at hand, warm and soft, carrying a smile—just like he was whispering secrets right beside his ear.

Lu Nanzhou enjoyed this moment immensely.

Because of teaching him how to sense spiritual energy, the time Ye Yumeng spent telling him stories had decreased, and instead he often ended up talking to him like this.

His voice was beautiful, like clear mountain spring water—bright and full of life.

Ye Yumeng went on, “But even if yours heal first, the ointment can still be used on Han Xiong and Naonao too.”

There were so many patients in the activity room that he could not care for each one with the same level of attention as little rabbit, so naturally ointment treatment would be more convenient.

“Thank you.”

Suddenly, he heard little rabbit use the voice machine to say it.

Ye Yumeng froze, then smiled. “You’re really close with Han Xiong and Naonao, huh? They’ve been worrying about you all this time.”

After all, they had been comrades for more than ten years, so of course they would care deeply about one another, but…

Hearing Ye Yumeng call the little fox so intimately, Lu Nanzhou immediately did not want this topic to continue.

“The animated film you like has a new theatrical release now,” the calm mechanical voice said.

“Animation?” Ye Yumeng’s eyes lit up. “You mean Tom and Jerry?”

“Mm.”

The project had originally died halfway through, because the animation company had suffered a zerg attack while it was still being made, taking severe losses and being forced to shut down.

Knowing how much Ye Yumeng was looking forward to the new theatrical release, Lu Nanzhou ordered the production team to be assembled again.

In truth, most of the early and middle-stage work had already been completed—the director had even continued working for love alone after the company shut down.

Once the team was reassembled, the remaining work was not that difficult. On top of that, because it was a commission from the imperial family, no one dared slack off. Everyone poured in their full effort.

And so, after going through many setbacks and being stalled for two or three years, the theatrical version was unexpectedly completed in just over a month.

“Has it already been released?” Ye Yumeng opened his wrist-computer to check.

The moment he opened the film library, he saw the recommendation. In fact, the movie had not officially premiered yet, but as the investor, Lu Nanzhou naturally had easy access to the finished copy.

“So we’re watching this today?”

“Mm.”

Ye Yumeng clicked play and began watching eagerly.

But before even the opening sequence had finished, the ward door opened. He Jun had come on instruction, bringing Ye Yumeng snacks and drinks.

At first Ye Yumeng had felt a little awkward about it, but by now he had gotten used to accepting it cheerfully.

Before He Jun left, Ye Yumeng even stuffed a bag of potato chips into his hands.

Of course, he did not neglect little rabbit either. He fed him a bite of sweet cream. There was no spiritual energy in it, but eating sweets made people happy!

Lu Nanzhou had long grown used to being fed by Ye Yumeng.

Although he did not particularly like sweets… if Ye Yumeng was the one feeding him, then he liked them all.

“Is it good?”

“Mm.”

“Then I’ll finish the rest, okay?”

“Okay.”

So Ye Yumeng watched the movie while eating cake, completely content.

Meanwhile, Lu Nanzhou used his mental power to gather the faint energy released by the red lotus and spread it over his wounds.

He had to get better faster. Right now, he was still too slow.

That night, under He Jun’s escort, Ye Yumeng finally arrived at the spirit plant garden.

The moment he stepped into the garden, he felt a dense wave of spiritual energy rush toward him, refreshing his whole body and mind.

Besides the twenty-seven spirit plants Shi Yichun had purchased, Ye Yumeng’s earlier spirit scallion, golden hairpin grass, longan tree, and the two ornamental spirit trees that had originally been in the Royal Sanatorium had all been transplanted here as well.

A total of thirty-two spirit plants!

Ye Yumeng had never been this rich in his life.

This made him even happier than payday! After all, these spirit plants were not just medicinal ingredients—they were spiritual veins too!

Once inside the garden, He Jun stopped following him.

Ye Yumeng rode his hover disk around the entire place, looking here and there. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became.

At his request, no one entered the spirit plant garden at night. Only robots patrolled the perimeter.

And after the sun had fully set, a hemispherical barrier would rise over the garden. It blocked the view completely, and if anything foreign passed through it, alarms would sound.

One could say that under the protection of the core inpatient department’s own air-defense system, the security had been elevated even further.

The garden covered a large area. Ye Yumeng rode the hover disk around in loops, turning left and right, flying for over half an hour before getting a rough look at the whole place.

In the end, he chose the spot where the spiritual energy felt richest, tossed the hover disk into his zero-gravity sensing backpack, pulled out a sitting mat, and sat down cross-legged to cultivate—

Although Mo Yin had specially built a rest area for him, in this spirit plant garden, he made the rules!

Over the past two or three weeks, Ye Yumeng had often gone to the greenhouse where the king plants were kept to cultivate, and his progress had been extremely rapid.

His dantian capacity had now increased by a full three hundred strands of spiritual energy. Compared to before, when every single day had felt tight and stretched thin, he was now much more at ease.

Of course, Ye Yumeng could feel a bottleneck. He had already touched the edge of a barrier.

But he did not panic. Having retraced this road once before, he knew exactly what had to be done at this stage.

After replenishing the spiritual energy he had used up today, Ye Yumeng did not stop. Instead, he circulated his cultivation method again and began trying to compress the strands of spiritual energy.

This process was not difficult for him.

He had once been stuck here for a long time, spending immense effort to master the key to it. Now, retracing that path once more, he felt everything fall naturally into place, smooth and effortless.

By the time the first sunlight pierced through the sky and shone down on the earth, Ye Yumeng opened his eyes. A sharp brilliance flashed through them before slowly settling deep within.

After an entire night, he had finally compressed all of his spiritual energy into liquid form, obtaining three drops of spirit liquid.

And as he circulated his cultivation method, a change suddenly occurred within his dantian—those three drops of spirit liquid actually formed into a tiny whirlpool.

The whirlpool spun continuously, drawing in specks of spiritual light into his meridians.

Nine Revolutions of the Spiritual Pivot—Second Layer, Complete!

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