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

Chapter 197 Presumptuous
Nearly two minutes passed after the call was disconnected before Lu Lianbai finally seemed to come to his senses.

He stood silently at the door for a long time, then heard the little mermaid's muffled sobs coming from the small bed in the room.

Lu Lianbai could only suppress all the complex emotions surging in his heart for the time being, turn off the bracelet screen, and turn back.

Perhaps because he had been out answering the phone for a short while, the little guy, still asleep, hadn't sensed his presence and was fidgeting restlessly, curling up his little tail and whimpering.

Lu Lianbai returned to the bedside and picked up the little fish.

The little fish's tiny hands were soft and squishy, ​​and it instinctively buried itself in its kin's chest, finally letting out a little less sobbing.

Despite this, the baby fish's condition does not seem to have fully improved.

Lu Lianbai lowered his head and touched Jing Xiaoyu's fish tail. The tip of the tail fin was still a little hot, showing signs of repeated burning.

This is clearly not an ordinary high fever disease.

Lu Lianbai could only temporarily use his webbed palms to hold the cub and cool it down.

Once the little one had calmed down and fallen asleep in his arms, he finally freed his hands a little and sent a message to Platinum, who was far away on Planet Gro.

Soon, Platinum called back.

Because the little one was still asleep in his arms, Lu Lianbai was afraid of waking him, but he couldn't leave, so he lowered his voice to reply to Bo Lin on the other end of the phone:
"Hmm, the baby had a fever all night and the fever just went down. Now the tail fin area is a bit hot again. I suspect it's not a common deep-sea disease."

Bo Lin paused, afraid of unnecessarily aggravating Lu Lianbai's worries, and didn't dare to voice the speculation that had flashed through his mind. Instead, he asked him:

"Xiao Yu's behavior is indeed not quite normal, Lu Lianbai. I want to ask, has Xiao Yu seen Jing Weimian in person?"

Lu Lianbai briefly recounted what happened yesterday when Jing Xiaoyu barged into the conference room looking for him:
"The baby was terrified and kept crying in my arms, so she didn't see it—"

"But you also said that Jing Weimian was in the conference room at the time."

"Therefore, I think Xiaoyu was probably on the verge of reverting to its fish tail when it unconsciously came into contact with the presence of another relative. This triggered its tail fin to instinctively release a signal that it longed for comfort from its relative, which led to the excessive release of tail fin scales and the development of a burning disease."

Platinum himself experienced a similar painful deep-sea disease in his childhood because he had seen the rumored "relative" up close.

Knowing full well that Jing Xiaoyu, as a mermaid cub, does not yet have enough ability to resist deep-sea diseases.

After hearing his elder sister's words, Lu Lianbai fell into a brief silence.

He looked down at the tiny fish in his arms, its tail fin scales still pitifully flaring, sending out signals of longing for comfort.

I couldn't help but think of the phone call I received from Chen Yan not long ago.

He didn't know what he had done wrong.

All he knew was that even if he were to be incredibly bold and take Jing Xiaoyu to find Jing Weimian, Jing Weimian would most likely not want to see him, let alone help him comfort the baby.

For a moment, he didn't know how to answer his older sister.

After waiting for a while and not hearing Lu Lianbai speak, Bo Lin thought it over and over again, and still felt it was necessary to make things clear to Lu Lianbai directly:
"When you left Whale Island, didn't you bring some things that Jing Weimian left for you? Find an object that carries her spirit and place it next to Xiaoyu."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Bo Lin could tell that Lu Lianbai was clearly in a low mood on the other end of the phone, so he comforted him:
"Don't worry too much, it might work for Xiaoyu?"

As we were talking, we soon heard the little fish's sticky, aggrieved crying voice coming from the phone, probably because it had been woken up.

Bolin quickly said, "Take care of Xiaoyu first, and let me know if anything happens."

Lu Lianbai hurriedly responded, hung up the phone, and lifted the restless little one from his arms, "Baby?"

Jing Xiaoyu was still clearly in a high fever. Her little webbed feet limply hugged her father's arm, curled up her little tail fin, and sobbed as she told her father, "Daddy, it's so hot here."

Lu Lianbai knew the little guy was burning up. While comforting and cooling him down, he retrieved a small wooden box he had carefully arranged from the innermost part of the cabinet—and found the braided hair tie with the highest concentration of lingering sweet and spiritual energy inside. He slipped it onto Jing Xiaoyu's webbed wrist and told him:

"Baby, this is what Mommy left for Daddy. Smell it."

"Mother……"

Jing Xiaoyu mumbled sleepily, putting her little webbed hands to the soft, chubby fish mouth and sucking on them, "Mommy's smell... so sweet..."

Lu Lianbai lowered his head and held Jing Xiaoyu's small tail fin for a while to observe it.

It was probably the hair tie that worked; the opening and closing speed of the scales on the small tail fin area slowed down significantly.

Lu Lianbai then injected healing energy into the small tail fin.

Every now and then, touch the baby fish's forehead to check if its temperature is rising.

He stayed by Jing Xiaoyu's side without leaving her side until the afternoon, when Jing Xiaoyu's abnormal body temperature finally came down.

The tail fin has basically recovered. After eating nutritious supplementary food, the fish's tail has gradually regained its vitality, and it is climbing up and down the small bed and playing with the hair tie.

Lu Lianbai then breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He called Bolin to tell his sister that Jing Xiaoyu's fever had completely subsided, so she wouldn't have to worry.

It was only at this moment that Lu Lianbai finally felt relieved, his nerves, which had been taut since yesterday.

He asked the medical department for two days off, wanting to take advantage of the time while his baby was recovering to stay by his side and take good care of him, in order to prevent any further mishaps.

Over the next two days, I spent some time at home taking care of the baby fish.

He made inquiries at the base and learned that Jing Weimian's fleet would return to the base the day after tomorrow.

Lu Lianbai thought it over and over again, but still felt that he should see his wife in person and explain to her why he hadn't been with the fleet that day.

That day, Lu Lianbai told the little fish that he was sleeping in the fish tank that he was going out for a while, and then went directly to the base's docking area to wait for Jing Weimian.

Unexpectedly, what they received was news that Jing Weimian had been injured in an accident in the Northern Star Region and was urgently sent back.

Almost the instant the warship came to a stop, Lu Lianbai rushed to the front.

The officers present were generally aware of Lu Lianbai's status as a senior healer, and had no objection to Lu Lianbai's act of rushing to the front.

When the warship's hatch opened, Lu Lianbai saw Chen Yan and another accompanying healer in a white coat helping the pale-faced Jing Weimian out.

"Let me do it."

Lu Lianbai took Jing Weimian's hand directly from the healer.

The next second, Jing Weimian pushed his hand away and said in a hoarse, cold voice, "No need, just let Dr. Zhao take me for treatment."

However, to Chen Yan's surprise, this time, Lu Lianbai did not obey General Jing's order to move aside.

Lu Lianbai grasped Jing Weimian's hand again, staring at her with a stern face and without saying a word.

Jing Weimian struggled to stay conscious, trying to break free but failing. She met his cold gaze and said, "Lu Lianbai, aren't you being too presumptuous? Do you really think you're something special?"

Lu Lianbai held her hand tightly, remaining motionless.

After a long while, she spoke softly, "Jing Weimian, I don't understand. You're always like this; you never keep your promises."

His deep blue eyes seemed to suppress an uncontrollable surge of emotion as he asked her again, "In your eyes, am I just some piece of ocean trash that you can throw away at will?"