Chapter 163 Doesn’t Understand Human Language

Chapter 163: Can't Understand Human Language

All benefit and no harm?

Yet, the Sentinel was not wrong; drinking more would indeed aid his recovery.

After a moment's thought, Fang Ran still downed the nutrient solution in his hand.

Just then, a member of the medical team re-entered and performed an initial check-up on Fang Ran.

After carefully reviewing the data, the staff member addressed both of them: "Guide Fang Ran's readings have recovered remarkably well, especially his physical strength and mental energy. We'll observe him for another day tomorrow, and if there are no issues, he can be discharged."

"Thank you." Upon hearing this, a flicker of excitement shone in Fu Zhangzhou's eyes, clearly more delighted than Fang Ran himself.

Once the staff member departed, the medical room was again left to just the two of them.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew quiet.

Fu Zhangzhou casually walked to the door and activated the access sensor.

"Beep, beep," the prompt sounded.

The medical room door began to slowly close, and the interior lighting softened in tandem.

Watching his actions, Fang Ran suddenly felt a surge of wariness.

"Fu Zhangzhou, why are you closing the door?"

The Sentinel turned to face him, a smile in his eyes. "Of course... so we won't be disturbed."

"We?" Fang Ran raised an eyebrow, catching the crucial word. "Why 'we'?"

"Are you staying here too?"

"Of course." Fu Zhangzhou crossed his arms, the smile in his eyes deepening. "Isn't it only natural for a Sentinel to stay with his Guide?"

"I've been staying here all these days."

"......"

"Doesn't anyone supervise you?"

"Aside from you, is there anyone here who can tell me what to do?"

"But I'm perfectly fine now."

"I know."

The Sentinel's gaze darkened, his voice hoarse. "Precisely because... your body has recovered."

Though the conversation seemed perfectly normal, it made Fang Ran's heart feel somewhat warm.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fu Zhangzhou, this is a workplace."

The Sentinel smiled again, his eyes subtly brightening as if recalling something. "Was the last time... not a workplace either?"

"......"

By now, Fu Zhangzhou had approached Fang Ran, leaning in slightly, his hands braced on either side of him.

Fang Ran was enveloped in his aura.

He looked up at the man before him. Though smiling, his eyes churned with many emotions—unease, eagerness to please, and a hint of impatience.

This scoundrel, seducing him again!

But... he couldn't keep lowering his standards!

"Fu Zhangzhou, you were just making fun of Zhong Wan and Lu Wenchuan..."

"Didn't you say you had more principles than them?"

"Hmm." The Sentinel responded with a deep hum.

"That was before I knew I still had eighteen competitors. Now, there are none."

"......"

"Those were just jokes."

Fu Zhangzhou looked at him, saying nothing more.

He simply took Fang Ran's hand and pressed it against his own heart.

Fang Ran froze for a moment, slowly feeling the strong, powerful heartbeat thumping beneath his palm, growing faster and faster, as if losing its rhythm.

Beat after beat, as if echoing in his own heart.

The two gazed at each other, their eyes holding only the other's reflection.

Fang Ran's pheromones began to spill out uncontrollably at that moment. Though it wasn't his heat cycle, they reached an unmanageable level.

An ambiguous fragrance continuously wafted between the two.

The Sentinel's gaze grew increasingly intense. "Fang Ran......"

Fang Ran took a deep breath, trying to cling to his last shred of rationality.

"Can't we wait until we're back at the apartment?"

"I can't wait."

"What if there are surveillance cameras here?"

"I unplugged them the first night I stayed here."

"......"

As if sensing the mood, the room's lighting dimmed even further. Fang Ran closed his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he uttered a few words.

"...Once."

"At your command."

*********

When Fang Ran opened his eyes the next day, the med-pod door was half-open, and the Sentinel was not beside him.

He closed his eyes again, and scenes from the previous night flashed uncontrollably through his mind.

"......"

He shouldn't have been soft-hearted yesterday.

He had clearly said... only once, but some scoundrels clearly didn't understand human language.

The more he thought about it, the redder his face became.

Fang Ran took a deep breath, slowly composed himself, and sat up inside the pod.

He reached back and touched his lower back.

"......"

There was none of the discomfort he had expected.

On the contrary, he felt refreshed and invigorated, even light and comfortable, his condition even better than the day before.

He turned his head and glanced at the display panel beside the pod—the energy output had been set to maximum.

Looking further out, a few empty nutrient solution bottles lay on the nearby side table.

He understood.

Perhaps... those nutrient solutions and the energy from the pod had all played a part.

No wonder both of them had been so energetic last night...

Fang Ran gritted his teeth.

That bastard, Fu Zhangzhou!

Always scheming.

He had planned every step.

However...

He closed his eyes and sensed the state of his Spiritual Sea.

Their mark... didn't seem to have fully set yet.

Just then, with a soft "beep," the treatment room door automatically opened.

"Awake?"

Fu Zhangzhou walked in, holding takeout coffee and sandwiches.

He was beaming, clearly in excellent spirits and condition.

"Not going to sleep in a bit more?"

He quickly approached Fang Ran, leaned down, kissed his forehead, and then placed the takeout bag on the nearby side table. "All your favorites."

Fang Ran glanced at the breakfast on the table.

"You went out to get this?"

"Yeah."

"Because I guessed... you definitely wouldn't want to drink those nutrient solutions again today."

"......"

At this, the Sentinel paused as if remembering something and suddenly stood up.

Fang Ran raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?"

The Sentinel looked down at him. "To ask the staff when you can leave."

Fang Ran narrowed his eyes. "I'm not in a hurry to leave."

"I am."

"......"

Just then, a staff member entered, carrying a tablet.

"Good morning, you two."

"Guide Fang Ran, your data showed some significant fluctuations last night. We may need to keep you under observation for two more days."

The Sentinel's face instantly darkened, while Fang Ran smiled.