“Sir, do you want to cultivate him?”
Hearing his question, Zhuang Yu’s excitement cooled down. She flipped through the various medical records in her hand and shook her head in doubt, “No, it’s the same medicine healing fluid. Your spiritual power is too polluted, so I didn’t dare to change the medicine casually. However, the instrument data just now showed that the spiritual energy state has indeed improved a little.”
Fan Xiangnan’s joy and hope that had just risen in his heart dashed. He lowered his head to think about it and guessed, “If the medical chamber is suddenly effective, is it related to the secondary pollution caused by the red tin ore? Just like the old saying goes, break it and then rebuild…”
“Impossible!” Zhuang Yu immediately refuted his conjecture and her expression became serious, “Sir, the damage caused by the red tin ore is severe and irreversible. I don’t recommend that you risk yourself just because of a little speculation. This sudden improvement, I am more inclined to think that it was a result of the body’s self-repair.”
Fan Xiangnan also realized that his guess was too dangerous. He frowned, sighed in his heart, and said, “I’m sorry, I was too anxious.”
“I don’t blame you, but my improvement this time really has nothing to do with the mutant red tin mine.” Chu Rong waved his hand. He finally felt the long-lost relaxation of his mind. He couldn’t think of the reason why, so he shook his head and didn’t think about it anymore. He wiped his body with a bath towel and put on a bathrobe. He was just about to ask regarding excavation and retrieval of the imperial warship when he met Qiao Zhiya’s gaze.
Oh. That’s right. There’s still this bald chicken.
“Give him a mind soothing medicine.” He stepped out of the cabin, gave an order to Fan Xiangnan, and walked to Qiao Zhiya. He raised his hand and flicked his forehead. Like playing with a toy, he pulled his ear, hooked his lips, and turned away in a good mood.
Qiao Zhiya watched him leave with a confused look. He touched his ear, looked at Zhuang Yu, and gestured— Was the White-Haired Monster sick? Was it related to that dark thing? Was it cured?
Seeing a beautiful young man with disorderly clothes, tousled curled hair, and misty pair of eyes reaching out for a hug— Zhuang Yu’s body shook and her cheeks quickly turned red. She approached with a serious face. Then, she slammed Qiao Zhiya into her arms and exclaimed excitedly, “Hug, hug! Hug Jiejie1! Little Cutie, you are too awesome this time. You saved the squad members, saved the chief, and discovered the conspiracy of the imperial bugs. It’s amazing! Here’s a soothing agent for you! Here’s a green fruit also for you! Do you like jade? Jiejie will buy you! Buy, buy, buy! Do you feel any discomfort? Jiejie will give you a full-body examination, okay?”
Qiao Zhiya, who was once again buried in her chest, immediately forgot the White-Ha
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