Abstinence Admiral Don't Bite, the Softer Mermaid Top Thug

Chapter 189 Fever
"Just what I wanted?"

Jing Weimian stood between Lu Lianbai's legs, her hand gripping his hair slowly tightening as she stared intently at the face before her, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Dr. Lu's words are quite misleading. If you didn't know better, you would think I had done something to Dr. Lu."

Lu Lianbai understood from her words that she wanted to sever ties with him.

Also.

Her rightful and loving fiancé was waiting for her outside the hospital room.

She would never again get entangled with an alien species like him.

Lu Lianbai could see a clear indifference and danger in her eyes, completely devoid of the tenderness she once showed.

It was as if if he dared to utter a single word about the past of Whale Island, what awaited him would no longer be just a few words of threat.

Lu Lianbai looked into her eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and he gave a soft "hmm" in a low voice, echoing her words, "I was talking nonsense, General, please let me go."

Upon hearing this, Jing Weimian's doubts deepened, as if she was even more certain that this Dr. Lu had been hiding something from her. She narrowed her eyes slightly, intending to continue the interrogation.

Suddenly, the hospital bed behind her creaked a few times, and Jing Weimian frowned and turned her head.

Seeing Jing Weichen, who had somehow woken up from his coma, propping himself up and peering out the window to eavesdrop, he accidentally fell off the bed—

Jing Weimian's expression changed slightly. She finally let go of Lu Lianbai and quickly went over to grab Jing Weichen's shoulder and back, which was about to fall backward.

She dragged him back to bed and snapped, "What are you doing? You're awake and shouldn't be lying in bed. What are you doing practicing backflips on the bed?"

Jing Weichen covered his head and obediently sat back on the edge of the bed, muttering:

"Sis, you were making so much noise that you woke me up! You're so scary! How could you push the doctor against the window like that?"

"..."

Jing Weimian remained silent, and almost bumped into a doctor who had followed her when she turned around.

She glanced at Lu Lianbai's rumpled white coat, coughed casually, and moved aside.

Lu Lianbai remained calm, as if nothing had happened, and proceeded to give Jing Weichen, who had nearly fallen off the bed, a routine check-up, saying indifferently:

"You should still get plenty of rest, reduce strenuous exercise, and avoid large fluctuations in your mental state after recovery."

Jing Weichen obediently replied with an "Oh".

His eyes darted back and forth between Dr. Lu and his sister, and the more he looked, the more subtle the atmosphere between them seemed.

But before he could figure anything out, Jing Weimian suddenly pulled down her rolled-up sleeve to cover her wristband, and said very quickly and coldly:
"I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. Listen to Dr. Lu and get some rest. I'll come see you again tomorrow."

"Sis, wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry—"

Jing Weichen tried to call after her, but to no avail. Watching his sister leave without looking back, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why is my sister so flustered..."

Looking up, she found that the cold-faced doctor standing in front of her was also staring intently in the direction Jing Weimian had left the ward, his eyes unblinking.

Jing Weichen found it even stranger and couldn't help but ask, "Dr. Lu, what's your relationship with my sister?"

This was the first time he'd ever seen his sister so flustered.

Lu Lianbai had nothing to say to a boy who was still studying at a military academy, but he only responded with a few insignificant words because the boy was Jing Weimian's younger brother.

Meanwhile, on the way to the military academy for investigation aboard a starship, Jing Weimian promptly injected a mental suppressant into her forearm, and her nearly collapsed mental network gradually returned to normal.

Jing Weimian lowered her head and fiddled with the wrist restraint band, which had fluctuated several times in just one day, lost in thought.

Whether it was the sudden mental fluctuation or the inexplicable words Lu Lianbai said to her, it only made Jing Weimian more and more certain.

Lu Lianbai is not just an ordinary healing doctor.

After Chen Yan reported the escape range of the contaminated experimental subjects, Jing Weimian circled several suspicious locations identified by the data tracking and instructed Chen Yan to lead his men to search these places.

He paused, then added, "Could you look up some information about Dr. Lu, the new doctor in the medical department, for me?"

Chen Yan paused for a moment, but did not ask any further questions, and replied, "Yes."

In the next two days, Jing Weimian visited the medical department twice, but did not run into Lu Lianbai again.

Jing Weimian's mental network has also returned to its previous stability, and no longer experiences abnormal fluctuations.

It wasn't until a few days later, at a meeting regarding the escaped contaminated test subjects, that the issue was addressed.

With a solemn expression, Jing Weimian sat down at the head of the long conference table. He was reviewing several documents and information submitted by the personnel related to the light screen while listening to reports from his subordinates.

However, at that moment, a very familiar, chilly fragrance wafted over from the end of the conference room.

Jing Weimian moved her wrist, which was resting against the document, and a soft "beep" sound came from under the cuff that tightly bound her wrist.

It was a prelude to the collapse of one's mental frequency after less than a few days of calm.

Jing Weimian closed the folder beside her and glanced back casually without making a sound.

Sure enough, at the back of the conference table, the head of the medical department and several senior healers were found seated.

As the doctor who treated the injured military academy students, Lu Lianbai was naturally invited to attend this important meeting.

Jing Weimian fastened the cautious restraint wristband to the innermost protective ring and stared expressionlessly at the screen.

Despite this, I could still feel the veins on the skin under my wrist throbbing faintly.

That faint, chilly fragrance still lingered around me.

It penetrated and seeped into every inch of her flesh and bone, as if it were everywhere.

This left Jing Weimian with no way to avoid it.

Jing Weimian forced herself to stay awake until the meeting ended. She had just returned to her office when her wristband popped up a warning that her body temperature was abnormally high.

At first, Jing Weimian didn't realize that her fever was caused by a sudden disorder in her mental network, nor did she expect the illness to come on so suddenly, catching her off guard even more than a few days ago.

Jing Weimian casually injected herself with an inhibitor, before she could even sit down at her desk.

Suddenly, everything went black, and I almost fainted on the spot.

Just then, Chen Yan came over to report to her after gathering information. Upon entering, he saw the general nearly faint and was so startled that he quickly stepped forward to support her.
"General? General, are you ill? Why are you so hot?... I'll go to the medical department and get a doctor right away—"

With his help, Jing Weimian managed to sit down in front of the sofa chair.

She leaned against the side of the sofa, pressing hard on her throbbing forehead. Her throat still felt like it was burning. With a sliver of remaining reason, she said in a hoarse voice:
"Go and call Lu Lianbai over."