“You don’t have to worry. It’s just a common fever,” the doctor in casual clothes reassured Lu Mo, putting away his stethoscope. “For a female zerg of his level, it won’t have any impact at all.”
He was an older female zerg, and time had bestowed upon him a gentle temperament. Even the most mischievous and timid male zerg offspring would calm down in his presence.
“Thank you, Dr. Laig,” Lu Mo said, then asked, “But he… not only shrank in size but also lost his memory. What’s going on?”
It couldn’t be a sudden mutation, right?
Even with advancement, there was no reason for him to shrink, right?
“After entering the estrus, female zergs often undergo strange changes for strange reasons,” Dr. Laig explained. “It’s nothing major, as long as he can smoothly get through this period.”
Lu Mo was taken aback. “Estrus?”
“Yes,” Dr. Laig nodded. “But generally, these changes are psychogenic. Your female consort might have some thoughts that he hasn’t shared with you.”
Lu Mo looked at Dr. Laig with incomprehension, while the respected doctor simply looked at him and said, “It would be best to find the cause. Otherwise, if the same thing happens in the next estrus, it will be difficult for you to produce eggs.”
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“Is it all in the mind…”
When Dr. Laig left the room, Lu Mo sighed. He reached out and cradled Ling’s warm cheek. As he did, Ling unconsciously moved his head, nestling his face deeper into Lu Mo’s palm.
It felt like holding a handful of warm tangyuan.
Long and thick eyelashes brushed against Lu Mo’s palm, creating a slightly itchy sensation.
This was troublesome.
After all, at this time, Ling had not yet joined the military. The only person he knew from his past was Mr. Lai Yin, and perhaps Wenge.
But Mr. Lai Yin had already passed away, and he had no idea where Wenge was traveling now.
Lu Mo’s face drooped with worry. In any case, he should try to contact Wenge first.
He couldn’t… let Ling remain in this state indefinitely.
He would die first.
Dr. Laig had advised that Ling needed sufficient rest.
Thanks to his high level, such a severe fever would resolve itself in half a day.
Lu Mo expressed his confusion, “Shouldn’t he be given some medicine?”
Dr. Laig seemed completely caught off guard by Lu Mo’s request. He even paused for three seconds before turning to Lu Mo with a perplexed expression.
“Only the young ones need medicine… If such a minor injury requires medication, it will affect his self-recovery ability.”
Lu Mo: “…”
The doctor looked at him with a gaze of frustration and disappointment.
[Such a fuss… The zerg race nowadays is becoming more and more delicate.]
Dr. Laig was highly respected, one of the few doctors on the entire Imperial Star. He was already advanced in age and no longer made house calls, but Lu Mo was an exception.
He had thought that something serious had happened to his precious S-rank male zerg, so Dr. Laig hurriedly came, but…
Was this it?
…
Lu Mo muttered to himself as he lifted Ling onto the bed. He supported Ling’s warm face with his hand—upon his touch, Ling subconsciously moved his head, leaning further into the palm of Lu Mo’s hand.
It was as if he had found a warm place, big enough to accommodate him, and instinctively extended his arms to embrace Lu Mo.
Lu Mo halted his motion of getting up. The doctor had specifically advised him, “Respected male zerg, I think it is necessary for me to remind you that excessive concern is not good for female zergs unless—”
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But Lu Mo believed that this might also affect Ling’s physical condition.
After all, it was a race where a high fever of fifty degrees was considered a minor issue. Anything could happen.
Now, Lu Mo found himself in a dilemma.
Ling’s warm body pressed against him. Even in this state, he seemed insecure, curling his body slightly.
Just like when he wrapped himself in a blanket like a caterpillar in the morning.
Lu Mo felt that he should push Ling away, but he saw Ling’s furrowed brow relax.
Since Ling wasn’t conscious, it wouldn’t hurt to play a bit of mischief, right?
Sorry, Dr. Laig!!
“Want…”
Ling curled up in Lu Mo’s arms, mumbling incoherently. Lu Mo perked up his ears, listening carefully to Ling’s words.
“Want… paper…”
Lu Mo: “…”
Maintaining his posture, he reached out and opened the drawer of the bedside table, taking out paper and a pen, then handed them to Ling.
Squinting his eyes, Ling looked at Lu Mo’s hand and clumsily took the paper and pen. He wrote on it, stroke by stroke, using his familiar dog-like handwriting.
Lu Mo watched as he wrote a crooked line on the paper, like a profound saying: “A monkey killed a banana, and the murder weapon was a Tang-style .__.”
After writing this, Ling seemed satisfied, as if he had written some profound words of wisdom. He rested his head on Lu Mo’s shoulder and fell asleep.
Lu Mo was left silently staring at the paper. He quietly hid it in the bottom of the drawer, covering his mouth as tears streamed down his face.
“My wife is truly the most adorable in the world.”
…
Ling hated being sick.
Being sick robbed him of his mobility, leaving him cowering in a corner, using every bit of strength to stay conscious, praying not to be discovered.
He had to endure all the pain that came with being sick, along with the long and torturous fear.
So when he realized he was sick again, his reflex was to reach into his sleeve and touch the sharp piece of metal hidden there, piercing his palm to keep himself awake.
But he found nothing.
He had forgotten that these clothes were not his own.
It was all over…
He was like a person sinking into a swamp, struggling to climb up, but helplessly being pulled down by the cold mud, sinking into darkness bit by bit.
However, to his surprise, beneath the mire, it was nothing like he had imagined.
He had expected it to be cold, cruel, suffocating, ending his life in darkness.
But it was quite the opposite. It felt like he was enveloped in something emanating warmth.
That comforting feeling was like being in a small room during the coldest winter, with snow piled several meters high and tree branches on the verge of breaking from the weight of the snow.
But he was inside a small room with a roaring fireplace, warming every inch of his exposed skin.
Unconsciously, he relaxed his body and felt a twinge of regret.
If he had known… that it would be like this, he wouldn’t have endured so much suffering.
Dying in such a feeling didn’t seem so terrifying.
In his hazy consciousness, Ling felt his teeth being gently pried open, and something warm and viscous was poured into his mouth. It tasted good.
After swallowing it, the food quickly took effect.
It gave him strength and accelerated his recovery.
Ling felt himself slowly emerging from the swamp. In the past, he was always grateful when he reached this point. But this time, he subtly felt a hint of disappointment.
After an unknown period of time, Ling felt his body lighten, and he opened his eyes.
A bright yellow light greeted his eyes, and after a moment, he realized it was the noon sun.
“You finally decided to wake up.”
The voice sounded close to him, and Ling’s eyelids twitched as he finally realized his current situation.
Oh my goddess…
He was actually sprawled over this extremely unpleasant male zerg! They were so close that he could even feel the male zerg’s breath as he spoke!
Nothing could be worse than this!
Ling’s face quickly heated up, and he struggled to sit up, stammering, “I-I didn’t mean to…”
But in his excitement, he forgot that he had just recovered from a serious illness, and the series of events had already drained his energy. Instead of getting up, in the next moment, his limbs went weak, and he fell—unfortunately, he tilted his head slightly, directly pouncing on Lu Mo.
Ling widened his eyes, watching as the pair of dark green eyes came closer and closer. He felt despair in his heart.
What kind of strange plot from an online novel was this?
Just as they were about to kiss, the male zerg acted swiftly, reaching out his hand and inserting it between them. Ling ended up kissing the male zerg’s palm.
Ah…
Before Ling could comprehend his own feelings, he saw the male zerg narrow his eyes, filled with mockery and disdain.
Cradling Ling’s face, the male zerg raised it slightly, distancing it from his own face, and said, “I understand your infatuation with me, but with such a clumsy approach, trying to seduce me will only make me burst into laughter.”
After understanding Lu Mo’s words, Ling’s face instantly turned red.
He struggled to prop himself up, stuttering, “Who, who seduced you?! It was clearly you who… who held me!”
Otherwise, how could he have gone from being on the ground to sleeping on the bed, and so close to the male zerg?
“Huh?”
The male zerg sneered, “Who was clinging to me even when unconscious? You clung to me tightly, calling me Darling—”
He lay back on the bed, spreading his arms, “Look, I haven’t held you.”
“Boom—”
Ling looked at Lu Mo, feeling as if a volcano had erupted, leaving his mind blank.
W-was it true?
The male zerg seemed certain, and his expression, filled with disdain and complaint, made Ling unable to doubt what he said.
Moreover, upon careful reflection, he did feel very comfortable…
So, did he really cling to the other person on his own??
Silently, Ling climbed off Lu Mo, kneeling beside him, lowering his head, and whispered, “I’m sorry.”
His silver hair slipped down from his temples, and his shoulders drooped as he nervously apologized to Lu Mo, “I’ve offended you…”
…
The male zerg remained silent, making Ling even more nervous.
Could it be… Could it be that he had done something even more outrageous?
Was it too much to the point that the male zerg couldn’t even say it out loud?
Ling trembled all over.
Although he was still underage, he had struggled at the bottom of the zerg race his entire life. Since he was very young, he had known about the things between female zergs and male zergs.
At that time, he had grown accustomed to those things, even hiding…
Underneath someone else’s bed, he fell asleep while listening to the sounds coming from above, his expression devoid of emotion.
But now he couldn’t maintain his composure at all!
Just the thought of him possibly clinging to the male zerg and doing who knows what made him feel like he was going to explode.
He kept his head lowered, his pupils dilated, and his ten fingers nervously twisted together. He didn’t even know what he was saying.
“No matter what I have to do, I-I-I will make up for any losses you have suffered…”
The male zerg silently looked at him.
After a long while, he finally moved his legs and said in a deep voice, “In that case, take this with you.”
If Ling were calm at the moment, he would surely be able to hear the slight tremor in the male zerg’s voice.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t be called calm right now. He barely even knew his own name.
He could only follow the male zerg’s movement and extend his hand. Then, a cold object conveniently fastened around his wrist, emitting a “drip” sound.
Ling slightly raised his hand and saw a black wristband. Hesitantly, he asked, “What is this?”
The black-haired, green-eyed male zerg stared at him intently.
Ling’s whole body felt goosebumps, and instinctively, he leaned back and increased the distance between himself and the male zerg.
The male zerg hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile. “This is called a slave wristband. Once you wear it, you can’t escape.”
Ling: “Huh?”
The male zerg explained nonchalantly, “You just said it, you’re willing to do anything—so the contract is now in effect.”
“From now on, Ling is Lu Mo’s slave, for eternity.”
Ling: “…”
“By the way,” Lu Mo propped his chin with one hand and lazily patted Ling’s head with the other, “You haven’t done anything.”
“But it’s too late now, isn’t it?”
Ling looked at Lu Mo, feeling himself slowly cracking and crumbling into ashes.
W-what kind of joke was this?!
This male zerg was truly the worst and most despicable male zerg in the world!
Aaahhh!! Damn it!! He had been deceived!!
Author’s Note: _(:3」∠)_ Before writing this, I never thought that Ling would be so fun to bully.
I couldn’t resist it at all.
He’s so naive and is very emotional turbulent, such a rare type, totally different trom the older and more emotionally restrained ling that we know (((ＵωＵ｀ )( ´ＵωＵ)))
Thanks for the chapter~~~
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡
When he said he was accustomed to female male things, even hiding from it, My heart dropped. Thank Goodness😮💨